Qi Xing, the Great Benefactor

Qi Xing gently patted her back and looked coldly at the Crew Cut Man. "This is the bread?"

The Crew Cut Man exchanged a glance with the Square-Faced Man following behind them, then burst out laughing. "This idiot is still thinking about bread!"

The Crew Cut Man walked up to Qi Xing and arrogantly patted his face. "Pretty boy, it's the apocalypse now. You think this is still the peaceful old days? I don't even have bread to eat. Where am I supposed to get bread for you?"

"Seeing as you're pretty good-looking, follow me. No bread, but I guarantee you'll have meat until you're full, hahahaha!"

Qi Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and an imperceptible glint of killing intent flashed through his pitch-black pupils.

He now felt that letting these two men die quickly and cleanly would be letting them off too easily.

The Square-Faced Man had long been eyeing Jiang Zhaosu in Qi Xing's arms. He reached for Jiang Zhaosu's shoulder. "I'm not interested in men. I want this little girl."

Just as the Square-Faced Man's filthy hand was about to touch her, Jiang Zhaosu could no longer hold back. She opened her mouth and bit at his wrist.

"Grrr..."

Jiang Zhaosu's face could no longer maintain a normal human complexion. Her bloodless pallor turned bluish-white and stiff, her eyes became blood-red, and a menacing growl came from her throat.

The Square-Faced Man reacted quickly enough and immediately withdrew his hand when he sensed something was wrong.

Seeing the sharp fangs in Jiang Zhaosu's mouth, the Square-Faced Man instantly took a step back, terror in his eyes, and shouted at the Crew Cut Man, "Li Hu, this kid is a zombie!"

"A zombie?"

The Crew Cut Man's expression changed abruptly as he raised a hand and hurled a fireball at Jiang Zhaosu.

Perhaps because Qi Xing had always appeared frail and harmless, he had not guarded against Qi Xing standing right before him.

Qi Xing swiftly reached out, using one arm to scoop up Jiang Zhaosu as she lunged at the Square-Faced Man. He sidestepped the Crew Cut Man's fireball, then lifted his leg and kicked him straight into a wall three meters away.

Even the wrist bones of a Physical Enhancement User could be snapped instantly by Qi Xing. The Crew Cut Man's unenhanced body slammed head and backfirst into the wall, breaking his spine on the spot. His eyes rolled back as he vomited a huge mouthful of blood, frightening the dozen or so men and women in the corner into screaming.

Qi Xing hooked a finger, and the dead grass in the corner immediately seemed to come alive. It soared into the air and relentlessly smashed into the Crew Cut Man's face and body.

No one knew how long it had been since the dead grass here had been replaced. It was covered in filthy bodily fluids and feces.

The foul-smelling grass tightly plastered itself over the Crew Cut Man's mouth and nose. Nearly suffocating, he struggled desperately and panickedly tried to burn off the straw covering him.

The dead grass burst into blazing flames the instant it touched the fire.

The Crew Cut Man became a human torch, flames engulfing his entire body as he screamed and rolled across the floor.

A delicious aroma of roasted meat spread through the air.

"Li Hu!"

The Square-Faced Man behind him was rather loyal. Even after seeing his brother reduced to such a state, he did not run. He grabbed an iron bar from outside and swung it at Qi Xing's head, veins bulging in his neck as he roared, "I'll fight you to the death!"

Jiang Zhaosu, held in Qi Xing's arms, was facing his direction.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhaosu hurriedly wrapped her arms around Qi Xing's neck and turned his face with one little hand, warning him about the attack behind him.

Qi Xing spun around and calmly pulled out the pistol he had taken from his deceased teammate's body. He aimed it at the Square-Faced Man, and his long fingers pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation.

Bang—

The bullet instantly tore through the Square-Faced Man's hand gripping the iron bar.

The iron bar fell to the ground. The Square-Faced Man's entire arm began shaking uncontrollably as he clutched his hand with a twisted expression and let out a heart-wrenching scream. "Ah!!!"

Bang! Bang!

Two more shots rang out.

Both of the Square-Faced Man's knees were destroyed, and he fell to his knees on the ground with a loud scream.

"Two maggots."

Qi Xing had completely dropped his act by then. His face was icy as he looked down at the Square-Faced Man writhing and squirming on the floor as though he were an ant. His thin lips parted, coldly uttering those four words.

Jiang Zhaosu, lying against Qi Xing's chest, also growled at the Square-Faced Man, who had lost all ability to move and lay sprawled on the ground. "Awooo!"

Maggots! Scum!

When the men and women huddled in the corner saw the two tyrants who had imprisoned them so easily defeated by a man who looked beautiful and weak, their pupils trembled.

It was as if they had seen hope for survival. One by one, they kowtowed to Qi Xing. "Great benefactor, save us! Please save us!"

The great benefactor Qi Xing lowered his head to look at Jiang Zhaosu in his arms. "Should I keep them as reserve food for you?"

Jiang Zhaosu: "?"

These people had really come to the wrong person for help.

Jiang Zhaosu shook her head, indicating that they should forget it.

These people were already pitiful enough.

She did not have the perverse hobby of giving people hope only to plunge them into despair.

More importantly, every one of them was skinny and shriveled. There did not seem to be much meat on them at all.

Eating them would not provide much nutrition, and it would wear out her teeth.

What interested her more were the Crew Cut Man and the Square-Faced Man.

Jiang Zhaosu growled twice, signaling Qi Xing to let her go. The moment she landed, she trotted toward the Square-Faced Man, who had fainted from pain.

Just as she was about to open her mouth and bite his neck, Jiang Zhaosu heard Qi Xing call her again. "Fortune."

I'm about to eat. What are you calling me for?

Jiang Zhaosu turned around at his call.

Qi Xing tossed her his dagger. "Cut him up and eat him. That way, he won't die, and the meat will stay fresh longer."

Jiang Zhaosu: !!!

Damn, genius!

While Jiang Zhaosu happily sliced off meat, Qi Xing picked up the iron bar and walked to the corner.

First, like he was playing golf, Qi Xing knocked the charred Crew Cut Man, who was taking up space, off to one side with a single swing. Then he wrapped the iron bar around the chains and pulled hard, snapping the sturdy chains that had bound the captives.

The men and women thought they had truly encountered a savior. They wept and thanked Qi Xing profusely, only to hear him say unhurriedly, "Go up to the village and collect food and gasoline for me. Those who can't find any..."

Qi Xing elegantly raised the hand holding his gun, aimed at someone on the ground whose stomach had been hollowed out and whose limbs were gone, yet who was still moaning weakly, and pulled the trigger.

Bang—

The moaning stopped at once.

The deafening gunshot and pungent smell of gunpowder filled everyone present with fear, making them tremble.

"This will be your fate."