A Ruthless Villain of Few Words

"Weren't you acting like you didn't care about that woman just now? Why are you worried about her again?"

Brother Yong took a deep drag of his cigarette and, without waiting for Gu Tao to speak, motioned for his men to give him a savage beating.

"Fuck you, Gu Tao!"

"You've always relied on your family's money to make us be your thugs?"

"Do you know that girl was my first love?!"

"Fuck, I never thought you'd already played her out!"

Brother Yong had more than a dozen thugs beat Gu Tao mercilessly while Jiang Yang lay atop the rockery, watching with great interest.

Just then, Jiang Yang spotted a familiar face.

Among the five male students was one with a bruised and swollen face. Wasn't that his lackey?

As an ultra-rich young master, the original Jiang Yang naturally had a group of fair-weather friends around him.

The boy whose face was swollen like a pig's head was one of Jiang Yang's lackeys, Li Shun.

He was a second-generation rich kid with some assets. He and the original Jiang Yang had known each other since middle school.

Though there was still a vast gap between Jiang Yang's family and Li Shun's, Li Shun valued loyalty and was easy to get along with, earning Jiang Yang's trust.

"Damn!"

"What the hell is this?"

Jiang Yang was helpless. In his memories, Li Shun was one of the original owner's few genuine buddies. They had known each other for years, and it would be a real pity if he died here.

"This is fucking ridiculous."

Jiang Yang cursed under his breath. He had come looking for an opportunity, only to find his own lackey captured by someone else. Why did this feel like the kind of plot only a protagonist got?

There had been plenty of scenes like this in the original novel. Shouldn't this have happened to Ye Fan?

Had he seized the protagonist's opportunity and part of his luck as well, even stealing his plotlines?

Real life was often more fucked-up than fiction!

At Taiji Lake, Brother Yong and his men finished beating Gu Tao, then tossed him straight into the Secret Realm Gate. Afterward, they stood there timing him and made the remaining people line up to wait behind them.

It looked like they planned to test them one by one.

How cruel. I liked it!

Jiang Yang had no idea how these Spirited Youths had gotten into Linjiang University.

But after the Apocalypse began, these Spirited Youths really did fare better than some students in its early stages.

Only those who dared to fight and kill could find a way forward in the Apocalypse.

The only downside was that these Spirited Youths lacked education and cunning. It was easy for them to get carried away, disown everyone around them, and see themselves as chosen by heaven—the Sons of the Plane.

Brother Yong's face now wore an arrogant smile full of ambition.

He looked around, admiring the beautiful university grounds. Before this, people like them would never have been allowed into a place like this.

But when the Apocalypse came, they had slipped inside amidst the chaos, killed several Zombies, and captured a group of students.

Looking at the six female college students huddled together in the back, a flash of greed crossed Brother Yong's eyes. But now was not the time to touch them. At the beginning of the apocalypse, building strength was what mattered most. Once he had power, he could have as many women as he wanted.

Other than Li Shun, who had been dragged aside and beaten alone, the other four boys huddled together.

Seeing how cowardly these men were, Brother Yong quietly decided to suppress them for now rather than drive them to death. They could be used as expendable material, after all. Even a rabbit would bite when cornered.

He glanced at the least attractive of the six female college students, pointed at her, and said to his lackeys, "Drag that woman out and throw her into the secret realm to scout it out."

Clearly, Brother Yong had already figured out that this was a Secret Realm Gate.

The moment his words fell, Li Shun, bruised and swollen all over, suddenly charged at Brother Yong with a furious expression.

"You dogs dare touch my woman?!"

The girl was average-looking, but she was the first person Li Shun had ever fallen for.

"Fuck off!"

Li Shun was no match for Brother Yong. Before he could even get close, Brother Yong kicked him flying, and the other Spirited Youths immediately surrounded him.

Seeing this, Jiang Yang stopped hiding and stepped out.

"Boss, someone's here!"

The instant one of the Spirited Youths spotted Jiang Yang, he collapsed to the ground. A black Tang Saber had pierced through his chest.

Jiang Yang pulled out his blade and swiftly charged at the remaining thugs.

He had already mentally prepared himself for killing after transmigrating.

This was the Apocalypse. Killing and looting were everyday occurrences.

Usually, when faced with this kind of plot, the protagonist would step forward and chat with these thugs. Then, after negotiations broke down—or perhaps after talking for a while—the protagonist would use his intelligence to escape the encirclement, kill the thugs, and rescue his beloved friends and family.

But Jiang Yang was different. He wasn't a Son of the Plane.

He stood opposed to the protagonist. He was a villain.

And the most common way villains died was by talking too much.

So Jiang Yang chose to start slaughtering them directly, showing no mercy as he became a ruthless, tight-lipped plunderer.

Back at the rear mountain, Jiang Yang had examined several dead Zombies. Their heads and torsos had all suffered heavy blows.

It was obvious that groups had attacked individual Zombies. They had some organization, but no technique whatsoever.

How many ordinary people could Captain America beat?

Jiang Yang had once seen that question on Zhihu.

Now, he could give the answer: nine thugs were no problem!

Physical abilities five times greater than an ordinary person's were not as simple as having the strength of five men. One plus one was greater than two.

Less than half a minute after Jiang Yang entered the fray, all nine thugs had gone off to do parkour on Yellow Spring Road.

Their combat abilities weren't even on the same level. Their strength, speed, and physical resilience were all worlds apart.

Captain America Serum enhanced every aspect of the body. These people had no chance to fight back. Even when they did, it was like scratching an itch.

"Holy shit!"

"Bro Jiang, when did you become this awesome?"

Li Shun's eyes widened as he stared dumbfounded at Jiang Yang, who seemed like a god descending to earth.

The others also raised their heads, as though the name Jiang Yang sounded familiar to them.

Inside the Kendo Club.

Qiu Chan moved with nimble grace, elegant as a swan in flight. Like a dancer, she wielded the Tang Saber in her hand, leaving wounds across the Zombies around her.

She had joined the Kendo Club only a year ago, yet she had already become its ace.

It wasn't because she possessed any special talent, but because she had practiced martial arts since childhood and came from a martial arts family!

When martial arts were mentioned, many people thought of Master Ma's lightning-fast five-whip combo.

But that was not the case. Some National Martial Arts did have real substance. When Master Ma was young, he had traveled everywhere to visit masters, but those masters never gave him the time of day. When he reached old age, he began imagining himself as a master based on what he had seen and heard.

At that moment, Qiu Chan slashed a Zombie across the shoulder. Then her slender waist sank slightly, her wrist turned, and with the blade facing upward, she thrust straight through the Zombie's skull.

"Do you have to destroy their heads to kill these Zombies?"

Qiu Chan's brows trembled slightly. These Zombies had all once been members of her Kendo Club. Though they had become Zombies, she still found it hard to accept killing them with her own hands.

Moreover, after becoming Zombies, their flesh had already rotted, giving off a nauseating stench.

It was utterly foul.

Qiu Chan covered her nose, kicked away a lunging Zombie, and looked toward a Long-Necked Zombie in the distance.

Unlike normal Zombies, this one had a thick, long neck, and its head had mutated as well. Numerous bone plates covered its face, while countless sharp teeth filled its mouth.

"What an ugly thing!"

Qiu Chan spat lightly, her voice clear and pleasant.

She gripped her saber with both hands, lowered her stance, and assumed a posture that seemed capable of cutting through everything with a single strike.

Strangely, an excited smile rose at the corner of her lips.

"Though I don't know what happened to this world, the feeling of cutting something real... doesn't seem so bad!"