Tore Your Mouth Apart

Tore your mouth apart.

But in the next second, his crooked mouth was seized by a slender hand.

Jiang You pinned him to the ground, one hand gripping his mouth. "They said your crimes don't warrant death. I'm not an unreasonable person either, so let's just kill your mouth. Then what happened between us will be over."

With that, she curled her five fingers into claws and began forcefully tearing at Skinny's lips, her nails digging deep into the skin.

His nose still hadn't healed, and now he felt another ripping pain across his face.

This crazy woman! Wasn't I just running my mouth a few times?

He said things like that all the time, but who had ever dared touch him?

This bitch was actually so vicious. Breaking his nose wasn't enough—she even wanted to tear his mouth apart!

Skinny felt as if his lips were truly about to be ripped off. His eyes widened in terror.

He looked toward Hao Jun, only to find that the two siblings were entangled with a cat.

What useless trash!

They can't even deal with a cat!

"Uhhhhhh!!!!!"

Skinny struggled desperately. He grabbed a nail hammer with both hands and frantically smashed it toward Jiang You's head, but he failed to hit her even once.

Jiang You twisted his arm behind his back. With a crisp crack, she bent his hand bone, then punched him in the head.

He wanted to curse, but this time he couldn't get the words out. He could only make muffled sounds.

What does this crazy woman want to do!!!!

"Uhhhhhh!!!"

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream made the two people fighting Da Zhuang freeze.

Hao Jun and Hao Hong turned their heads. The next second, both their faces darkened.

Jiang You had already walked back to the doorway along the steps. Her slender, fair right hand was covered in blood.

She was holding a bloody lump of something in her hand and casually tossed it aside.

On the other side, Skinny rolled on the ground, clutching his head and howling.

When he lowered his hands, his mouth, stripped of its lips, trembled. Blood sprayed everywhere, exposing his pearly teeth and bright-red gums to the air. It looked horrifying.

On the ground beside him lay a bloody piece of flesh. A torn mouth was still attached to it.

Although the two of them had witnessed plenty of killings in the apocalypse and had encountered all kinds of violent psychopaths, this was still the first time they had seen someone tear another person's mouth off.

Usually, when people argued, they would say things like, "I'll tear your mouth apart." But that was just something people said.

Who would actually be twisted enough to rip someone's mouth off?

Jiang You stood in front of her door and leisurely wiped her fingers with a wet tissue.

Da Zhuang also stood beside her, glaring fiercely at the two siblings.

"Meow!"

Hao Hong had never seen a woman this ruthless. She had torn Skinny's mouth apart. In a world without any medical facilities, where people never knew whether they would live to see the next day, what difference was there between this and killing him?

Skinny's mouth was foul, but Hao Hong had never dreamed that one day someone would really rip his lips off.

This woman must have something wrong with her head!

Not only was something wrong with her head—she was also incredibly strong.

Skinny liked running his mouth, but he wasn't weak. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to act so recklessly.

He had trained in combat. Despite his small stature, when it came to fighting, even a burly man might not be able to beat him.

Yet today, he had fallen at the hands of an unremarkable-looking woman.

Hao Hong watched the blood constantly spilling through the gaps between Skinny's hands as he covered his mouth. Ripping off a person's mouth with one hand alone was no simple feat.

And there was that cat, which had sent chills down her spine at first glance.

She hadn't paid close attention during the fight, but now that the two sides were facing off, Hao Hong stared at the ferocious tabby cat and felt a chill seep from her spine.

She had never seen such a vicious cat. She had once kept a cat herself—a beautiful ragdoll that was affectionate and adorable.

She liked cats and dogs, but this was the first time she had seen a cat that made people feel a chill down their spines at first sight.

This woman and this cat are both freaking psychopaths.

She silently glanced at Hao Jun, as if saying: See? This is the little psychopath you took a liking to?!

Hao Jun swallowed, and only wariness remained in his eyes as he looked at Jiang You.

Skinny hadn't lasted even half a minute in her hands, while she hadn't suffered the slightest injury.

And there was that cat. It clearly had no intention of killing them.

It only wanted to hold them back.

The woman and cat had clearly never communicated, yet they had cooperated so perfectly the instant they attacked. Even Hao Jun couldn't help feeling envious.

If I had a vicious cat like this, everything would be twice as effective.

Blood streamed from Skinny's mouth, but he had gone completely mad. Ignoring the gun in Jiang You's hand, he charged at her furiously.

Bitch, I want you dead!

Jiang You tilted her head. "Look, he wants to attack me. He should be dead now, right?"

The instant she finished speaking, she raised her hand. A gunshot rang out, and the center of Skinny's forehead burst open.

His body tumbled down the stairs.

This time, Hao Jun did not stop her. A badly wounded beast could not survive in the jungle.

Skinny usually liked making crude, inappropriate jokes about all the female survivors in the team. He had already caused plenty of friction, but every time, the matter had been suppressed.

This time, he had finally died because of that mouth of his.

Jiang You looked at Hao Jun. "You want me to join your team? It's not impossible. But if I hear anyone insulting me, can I tear their mouth apart?"

She asked with an utterly sincere smile.

If this had been before, Hao Jun would certainly have nodded eagerly.

But after seeing Skinny's mouth torn off while he was still alive, he fell silent. Perhaps this young woman did not need his protection.

Besides, he didn't want several members without mouths appearing in his team.

He hurriedly shook his head. "I was only asking. If you're not interested, then forget it."

Hao Hong nodded repeatedly. Who would be bored enough to recruit such a psychopath into their team?

She had seen plenty of saintly saviors, but this was her first time seeing a Living Yama.

And Jiang You actually had a gun. In the apocalypse, anyone with firearms naturally had greater authority.

Hao Hong couldn't help thinking that if they really brought this terrifying figure back, she was afraid she might say something careless and inexplicably have her mouth torn apart.

She subconsciously touched her full lips, then looked at the lump of flesh torn from the ground and shuddered.

Such beautiful lips look better attached to a face.

The two said goodbye to Jiang You and turned to leave.

But a cold voice came from behind them. "Take your trash with you."

So Hao Jun carried away Skinny's corpse.

Hao Hong hesitated, but in the end, she endured her nausea and picked up Skinny's mouth from the ground.

After sending the two away, Jiang You closed the door and continued being a couch potato.

So far, she had only encountered an ability user once or twice outside.

But as time went on, more and more people would awaken abilities.

Jiang You took a pair of binoculars and lay on the rooftop. Before long, she saw Hao Hong and Hao Jun.

Skinny's corpse was no longer on their backs. They skillfully hacked down the zombies rushing toward them and quickly disappeared between the neighboring buildings.

Recently, a team had arrived in the residential compound. There were quite a lot of people, probably more than a hundred, and there seemed to be several ability users among them.

A few days earlier, that team had cleared out the zombies wandering around the compound and reinstalled the main gate.

While they were clearing out the zombies, Jiang You had seen a fire ability user, a lightning ability user, and a plant ability user. Those were the three she had seen.

There might also have been ability users who had not made a move.

This residential compound had originally been enclosed. After the main gate was damaged, no one had cleaned up or repaired it, so quite a few zombies had wandered in from outside.

But after that team arrived, the number of zombies wandering across the open ground had clearly decreased. Occasionally, she would see only two or three.

Even when Hao Jun and Hao Hong had rushed past just now, they had encountered only two zombies charging over.

That group had made a grand show of clearing out the zombies inside the compound, then occupied the three-story service-center building.

These past few days, Jiang You had observed the area with binoculars whenever she had nothing else to do.

Quite a few survivors had already gone to join that team.

The rooftop offered an excellent view from Jiang You's building.

Through her binoculars, she could even see the words "Thunder Team" spray-painted in red on the exterior wall of the first floor of the three-story building.

She changed direction and shifted her gaze beyond the compound wall.

The compound itself wasn't large. It had only three elevator buildings and a row of small, walk-up Western-style houses.

As a result, the view beyond the compound wall was exceptionally clear.

The large metal gate had been closed again. Several zombies that had wandered over from the road were sprawled against it, scratching at the metal with their claws.

But unless they were drawn by something unusual, these zombies usually did not become agitated.

She watched for a while and found it boring.

Then she put on her gloves and began hitting the punching bag, doing combat training.

Although she could lie on the sofa and watch television, Jiang You preferred the feeling of working up a heavy sweat.

People were like sponges. Only by constantly pushing themselves could they draw out more strength.

After training, Jiang You began washing up.

The water left after the ice in the plastic tub in the living room melted had a refreshing chill, making it perfect for washing.

She showered first, then let Da Zhuang wash.

Da Zhuang hated bathing. Every time, Jiang You had to hold him down in the water while he thrashed about. But afterward, he felt extremely comfortable and even seemed a little reluctant to stop.

The water Da Zhuang bathed in could still be used to water the vegetables, mop the floor, and flush the toilet.

Not a drop of it would be wasted.