Madness

Kirk took two bullets, but his Stamina had already increased to 9. The light blue [SEAL Team Special Bulletproof Vest] could increase physical defense by 10% and reduce firearm damage by 50%, making it a godsend for gunfights. The opponent's guns were all basic, only dealing 5-10 health points per hit. He charged forward again, reaching another shotgun wielder, and performed another [Throat Cut]!

Now, Kirk was a man who killed ten steps away, leaving no trace for a thousand miles. He didn't want to say another word to Blondie and his trashy group; Mori was in danger!

Ranmaru had already killed Michonne. His next target would undoubtedly be to use his unexposed advantage to ambush Mori. If that happened, the plot characters' ambush would be practically wiped out.

If The Governor turned on them inside the villa, and the forces hidden outside swarmed in, no amount of Ricks could survive this!

Since these scumbags were so blind to the bigger picture, still trying to kill and rob at a time like this, they would have to pay with their lives!

Leave no one alive!

That shooter had a mere 4 health points, just like Kirk when he first entered, belonging to the otaku template. Kirk's ferocious [Throat Cut] actually severed his entire head. His eyes were wide open in disbelief, and he was still cursing as his head fell.

Then, the headless corpse sprayed blood, its white spinal cord still twitching, before collapsing to the ground!

The opponents were already wavering. What kind of monstrous person was this? It was like they were fighting against plot characters!

Kirk gave them no chance. He flashed to the side, hiding behind a tree, bullets sending bark flying everywhere. Then, Kirk ducked and rolled on the ground, appearing beside another gunman.

1.3 seconds later, the gunman's life left his body. His warm corpse fell to the ground, spraying blood.

The morale of Blondie's team collapsed. Blondie and the remaining two scattered and fled.

Kirk felt a fierce, murderous aura filling his chest, expanding, seeming ready to explode. The pressure from his struggles in this hellish life, the bloody corpses, the death and slaughter. He felt these people, always acting arrogant, framing teammates, utterly detestable. Not one should be left!

He sprinted through the grass like a leopard. The wind whistled past his ears, his heart churning with killing intent, like a hunting beast. Driven by [Cat's Agility], his Agility reached 13 points, allowing him to move at 20 meters per second!

The last one to flee was a large man. Seeing he couldn't escape, he cursed and drew a saber, swinging it at Kirk.

Meanwhile, Blondie, sensing trouble early, had already fled. This kid might have also gotten a one-time Agility potion; he had already reached the edge of the woods. In less than 10 seconds, he could charge into that villa.

"Where do you think you're going!" Kirk roared ferociously. He didn't dodge or evade, charging straight into the man's embrace, meeting the saber head-on!

The big man was stunned. He had never seen such a crazy fighting style. His hand holding the saber went limp, but he still brought it down heavily on Kirk's head!

Kirk's face streamed with blood. He roared and plunged his dagger deep into the man's heart!

The big man didn't scream. It seemed he was scared to death before Kirk even killed him. If he had known Kirk was such a ferocious individual, he would never have dared to pick up a gun.

The more ferocious someone appears, the more cowardly they might be deep down.

Kirk had gone mad. He had to save Mori. If Blondie reached the villa, Ranmaru might attack Mori prematurely. Although he had confidence in Mori's strength, Michonne was also a legendary plot character, wasn't she killed tragically by Ranmaru?

Kirk lunged forward, leaping high into the air. Blondie, who was sprinting, saw Kirk descend from the sky and was so terrified his legs went weak, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Big brother! Don't kill me! I was confused for a moment!"

"Hand over your survival points, and I'll spare your life!" Kirk, covered in blood, stood beside Blondie like a god of slaughter.

Blondie had always robbed others his entire life; how could anyone rob him? After a moment's hesitation, Kirk cleanly sliced off one of his ears!

"Ahhh!" Blondie screamed, "I'll give it, I'll give it."

He actually handed over 6545 survival points!

Kirk was shocked. Blondie, fearing Kirk would strike again, voluntarily explained, "Big brother, my six subordinates have to give me 50% of their earnings each time, that's how I saved these survival points. Don't kill me!"

"Equipment!" Kirk said coldly, remembering the distinctive [Tyrannosaurus Glasses].

Blondie felt a pang of pain, but now, "When you're under someone's roof, you can't afford to be defiant. As long as I'm alive, why worry about revenge?" Blondie lowered his head, a venomous glint flashing in his eyes, but he obediently traded the [Tyrannosaurus Glasses] and another 3355 points to Kirk.

"Big brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I hid some survival points just now!" Blondie was furious with himself. The [Tyrannosaurus Glasses] were originally his artifact for robbing others and his subordinates, but now they had backfired, becoming Kirk's accomplice in robbing him. These Tyrannosaurus Glasses could see his survival points; if he didn't hand them over, he was doomed.

"And more!" Kirk became ruthless, dragging his dagger across Blondie's other ear.

Blondie steeled himself. Since he'd already been robbed, he might as well give it all. He'd find The Governor later and have him squeeze this kid's bone marrow dry!

Then, Kirk surprisingly received 13 skill potential points and 5 base attribute points!

"This is all from extorting my subordinates, big brother, you see..." Blondie backed away.

"Mm," Kirk nodded. "You can go."

Just as Blondie was about to thank him, he was met with Kirk's ferocious dagger, plunged straight into his abdomen!

Blondie's mouth gaped open in disbelief, unable to make a sound. Kirk clamped a hand over his mouth and then coldly laughed, performing another [Throat Cut]!

Since he had decided to kill, he would kill thoroughly!

Blondie's eyes darted around, constantly glancing towards the villa. His calculations were obvious. Even the mere possibility of revenge was enough for Kirk to show no mercy.

This was what this hellish world had taught him!

Be ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to yourself, to survive!

Blondie grabbed at Kirk with his hands, falling to the ground with immense reluctance.

Kirk looked back. The person with Little Fatty had already collapsed to the side, begging for mercy on his knees.

Little Fatty quietly asked Kirk, "Big brother, what should we do with this person?"

Kirk's expression was blank. "I need to go save Mori immediately. I'll leave this person to you."

Little Fatty nodded. Kirk estimated he wouldn't kill the man, as Little Fatty was kind and hadn't yet fully grasped human nature. This person was merely a pathetic accomplice; sparing him was acceptable.

Kirk sped off. He ran madly towards Mori's location.

Mori had always treated him like a master. If anything were to happen to Mori...

I see it, the original command post, that big coconut tree.

Mori!

He was covered in blood, collapsed by the tree!

Beside him, Ranmaru sneered as he slowly sheathed his Ōdachi. The sword belonged to Michonne, a silver Ōdachi.

"Kirk, you're here." Ranmaru saw Kirk from afar, looking anxious. "Michonne said Mori might be in danger, so she sent me to reinforce the command post. I unexpectedly found Mori already attacked."

Kirk looked extremely worried. "Master, are you alright?" He lunged towards Mori.

This damned cross-dresser, still acting even now!

I'll play along!

Mori's eyes were tightly shut, blood pouring from both his ribs. His muscles were twisted, revealing bone, and he had been stabbed in the back, the blade running completely across his torso. The wound seemed extremely severe.

Kirk's killing intent flared. This despicable, shameless little Japanese bastard attacked Mori from behind with the first blow, then delivered each subsequent strike with vicious intent.

He quietly slipped a piece of [Whole Wheat Toast] into Mori's mouth. It was the last medicinal item he had, confiscated from Blondie. The Space only temporarily opened the medicine exchange system during hidden quests, and it had been used up long ago.

Then, Kirk suddenly lunged at Ranmaru, unleashing a [Throat Cut]!

Let's see how you like being ambushed!

RanmarU was somewhat surprised, but also prepared. He drew the blood-soaked Ōdachi, blocking Kirk's dagger. "This black woman's sword is good, a waste in her hands. I was halfway through wiping it when you arrived. The blood stained the scabbard. I have to wipe it again, what a hassle..."

As he smiled and fought Kirk with the Ōdachi, he spoke as if telling a story: "As the only newcomer from the Governor's side, I entered a day before you. After discussing with the Governor, I waited on a highway. I saw a newcomer passing by, killed her, then disguised myself as her and contacted Michonne. She saved me. I joined you.

I did get that key from the warden's room, but before giving it to Rick, I gave it to the Governor first so he could make a copy. Plot characters can indeed copy blank quest items, that's new information I hadn't noticed before.

Then I opened the prison gate, but Rick reacted quickly and retreated to defend, so I couldn't capture you all. Outside, I had prepared at least three machine guns, waiting to blow you all to kingdom come.

I originally studied kendo. My strict upbringing from childhood allowed my swordsmanship to enter the hall of fame for the new generation of Japanese swordsmen. My father, the Governor of Tokyo, loved seeing me wield a sword. Upon entering the Space, I discovered my [Basic Large Sword Mastery] was only level 3. This was like discovering a whole new continent. I was very happy..."

As Ranmaru spoke, he forced Kirk to retreat step by step. Kirk's [Cat's Agility] had already worn off. Ranmaru's Agility must be at least 10 points, suppressing Kirk's speed.

Michonne's weapon was likely a high-level, deep blue rarity weapon. This cross-dresser wielded the cold, gleaming Ōdachi, creating a whirlwind of cold light. Although Kirk desperately wanted to close the distance for close-quarters combat, Ranmaru expertly maintained a distance of about 2 meters between them. Kirk's dagger couldn't exert its full power, but this was the optimal range for a Japanese sword. He was faster than Kirk. When Kirk moved, Ranmaru moved too. When Kirk stood still, Ranmaru attacked. Consequently, Kirk was at a disadvantage.

Kirk was covered in blood. His most serious injury was to his left shoulder, where Ranmaru had slashed him. Normal muscle tissue had been severed. He was now driven solely by sheer bravery and regret for Mori, knowing he couldn't continue like this. Recalling Mori's words, Kirk suddenly erupted with a surge of courage!

Danger must be faced; fearing death will only hasten it!

Fear of death? A thought flashed through his mind.

Kirk sneered, let out a roar, and charged forward head-on.

"You're seeking death!" Ranmaru rejoiced, wondering what had gone wrong with this stupid Chinese guy to charge so recklessly! He thrust his sword straight forward!

Kirk dodged the thrust aimed at his chest, but could no longer evade Ranmaru's blade. The cold Japanese sword pierced through his abdomen, tearing through countless internal organs and intestines, emerging from his back!

"Kirk, please die..." Ranmaru's face changed before he could finish.

Because the man before him, gripping his cold, gleaming Ōdachi with both hands, had suddenly pushed the blade deeper into his own stomach!

Self-mutilation! He's gone mad!

However, Ranmaru discovered in horror that he was now only 0.5 meters away from Kirk, as Kirk had used his own body to impale himself on the sword, getting right next to him.

"Damn it!" Ranmaru let go of the sword and retreated urgently, but it was too late!

[Throat Cut]!

RanmarU desperately clutched his neck, blood gushing joyfully between his fingers. His eyes showed extreme terror. This man dared to impale himself on a Japanese sword, he was a suicidal madman! And he could still inflict heavy damage on himself!

"How much Stamina do you have?" Ranmaru collapsed. He only had 7 Stamina. A critical hit's 4x damage was enough to kill him, not to mention the Bleed effect.

"90 points. I can still live. But you, Japanese bastard, are going to die." Kirk kicked Ranmaru's head and picked up the blood-red key left by the dead Ranmaru, who died with his eyes wide open.

Whoever fears death dies faster! Only madmen can survive in this world. Skilled cowards are still cowards in the end.