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The bald, flabby man stared with obsessive desire.
A young girl lay unconscious on the bed, her school skirt pulled down to her knees.
Her taut, snow-white calves looked enticing beneath the candlelight. The purity unique to a young girl held a strange beauty in this setting, tormenting the heart.
"Heh... heh..."
Swallowing his saliva, Wang Jianguo breathed heavily through his throat like a beast.
Desire. Greed.
He impatiently stripped off his pants, then pounced like a bloated dead fish.
"Creak."
"Who's there!?"
He suddenly turned around.
Wang Jianguo reluctantly climbed off the smooth body. He had not yet gotten to enjoy the "delicacy."
Damn it, which idiot was disturbing me at a time like this?
He stared warily Beyond the Gate, but could not see anything.
The hotel corridor had gone completely dark after the power outage.
Was it the wind?
He could not help shrinking his neck as a chill raised goosebumps all over his body.
To get into the room, the lock had been removed, and only an Iron Rod served as a door bolt.
"I told them to fix this damn door already! You're wasting my time!"
Cursing under his breath, he got out of bed barefoot and trembling, intending to shut the door tightly.
At the door, he wrapped his arms around his fat body and tried to poke his head out Beyond the Gate.
"Fuck! Why is it so cold!?"
The candlelight suddenly went out.
His heart lurched.
In the darkness, a face suddenly squeezed through the crack in the door and pressed itself tightly against his own.
Eye to eye, nose to nose.
The broken face felt icy cold, as though it could freeze his soul.
Its deathly pale eyes were filled with venom. The woman's withered white lips split all the way to the top of her head and swallowed toward his body.
"Ah!"
The scream caught in his throat, leaving only its sharp first half.
Chewing and swallowing.
The candlelight flickered back to life. Only half a shadow remained on the wall.
On the second floor of the hotel, six people lay scattered across a small room.
Six men stood inside. Two of them stood before a sleeping woman, panting heavily as they intended to continue.
The tattooed man held a hammer and stood before Second Uncle's corpse.
His aged eyes were wide open. A hole had been hammered into the center of his forehead, leaving him with staring eyes in death.
"Damn it, that old man didn't drink a single drop of water!"
"If I hadn't reacted quickly and killed him, that bastard almost got the jump on me!"
The others chuckled, then began dragging the other bodies around as if they were taking out trash.
"What was that sound!?"
Yu Shihao raised his head in confusion and looked toward the ceiling, stopping as he dragged Lin An.
He glanced at the two men still going at it, displeased.
"Stop screwing around. Haven't you ever seen a woman before?"
"Who screamed just now?"
"Who cares who it was? Hurry up and finish so you can sleep with your beauty. I'm still waiting for you to finish so I can have some fun too."
The tattooed man who had brought water during the day urged them impatiently. He casually tossed his still-lit cigarette butt onto Lin An.
He had just killed an old man and was still scared out of his wits, but he put on an indifferent act to maintain his image.
He crouched down and pressed the cigarette butt against Lin An to put it out.
"When I first saw this kid, I thought he was way too full of himself. I've wanted to kill him for a long time."
His train of thought was interrupted.
Yu Shihao glanced contemptuously at the tattooed thug but said nothing.
On the first day Lin An had cleared out Zombies, Yu Shihao had seen this guy tremble in fear even at the sight of Zombie corpses.
Afterward, he had begged Lin An all the way to take him on as a little brother, practically willing to offer up even his own woman.
A coward putting on a brave face. He only dared to talk now.
The tattooed man did not notice the contempt in his eyes. He only looked at Lin An on the floor with satisfaction.
"You fucking looked down on me before. Now aren't you lying here like a dead dog, unable to move!?"
"Heh, I really want to sleep with Wen Ya right in front of you, you useless piece of shit."
He shouted as he stretched out his foot and casually kicked Lin An twice, only to feel a burst of pain in his own foot.
"An Awakener's body is this hard? Heh, I'd like to see whether I can cut off his head with a knife later."
Seeing that Yu Shihao was not responding, the tattooed man found it boring. He walked over to Wen Ya, crouched down, and could not help reaching out to touch her.
Watching his two companions work had left him feeling like cats were scratching at his heart.
What an icy beauty. Even asleep, she was so enticing.
That kid Yu is still dragging people around. Maybe I should have some fun first?
He looked back at Yu Shihao, who was dragging Lin An, then secretly undid his belt.
That little mouth looks exciting enough!
"Hey, we agreed she'd be mine first!"
"What the fuck do you mean?"
Yu Shihao's furious voice rang out behind him as he glared.
"I didn't do anything to her."
"What I do is none of your—"
"Hm?"
The tattooed man's eyes suddenly lit up. He crossed the distance in a few quick strides and reached Lin An.
"What's that on his hand? Why is it glowing!?"
Yu Shihao's heart skipped a beat.
Damn it, the black cloth he had prepared to wrap around Lin An's hand had fallen off!
The blood-red markings on the Soul-Devouring Hand flashed past, captivating the soul.
Good stuff!
Instinctively, the tattooed man reached out to snatch the Glove from Lin An's right hand.
"Don't touch it!"
"Buzz."
What was this!?
The tattooed man's face filled with terror. He felt a devouring suction come from the Glove.
"Ahhhhh!"
His life force drained away. He opened his mouth and wailed as though even his brains were being pulled out.
In an instant, his once relatively sturdy body shriveled into skin and bones, like a Dried Corpse.
The sudden mutation struck.
Yu Shihao stared at the scene before him in shock, his whole body turning cold as an icy chill shot up his spine to the top of his head.
"Gulp."
The other blond-haired man in front of Wen Ya swallowed fearfully. He had intended to sneak in some fun while the tattooed man and Yu Shihao argued.
The other two men hurriedly pulled up their pants and looked over together.
Their bodies shook as though they had witnessed something unimaginable.
Suddenly, the blond man pointed at Lin An with a trembling hand. "H-he moved his eyelids! I think he's awake!"
"Pfft."
Flesh was pierced.
Lin An, who had been lying on the ground, moved like a phantom and instantly crossed the distance between them, appearing before him.
What was that sound?
The blond man instinctively lowered his head toward his chest. An arm as white as jade had pierced straight through his chest cavity.
"Congratulations. You got it right."
His voice was calm.
Lin An smiled gently. The sunken cheeks on his face rapidly underwent Restoration.
"Bang."
He pulled out his arm, then crushed the blond man's head as if popping a balloon.
The brutal sight before them surpassed everyone's limit.
"Ahhh!"
The two accomplices who had not even managed to pull up their pants finally came to their senses. They screamed and trembled as they watched Lin An walk slowly toward them.
The two backed away and begged.
"Brother Lin, I was wrong."
"Please don't kill me... Please..."
Lin An looked at the woman at their feet. Her lower clothes had been removed, and she was unconscious, her body filthy after being brutally violated by them.
He remembered her. She was an older woman from Zhang Tie's group.
"Wrong?"
Lin An chuckled, then tore off one man's arm at a speed beyond human reaction.
"Ahhh! My arm!"
Crying and wailing, the man whose arm had been torn off rolled across the ground in agony, staring in collapse at the arm thrown aside.
"Enjoy it."
Lin An's face was icy as he lifted the armless man with one hand.
"Riiip."
Like tearing paper apart.
"This time, your leg."
"This time, your left arm."
Horrific. Brutal. Yu Shihao and the others felt as though they had been thrown into an ice cave.
They remembered the fear from when they had first met Lin An, when he had slain a Licker with a single slash.
"Brother Lin, I'm begging you, don't kill me! I'm begging you!"
"I was only possessed by a moment of madness! I didn't touch your people!"
The other man knelt on the ground, wildly knocking his head against the floor as he cried bitterly.
He could not resist, nor did he dare to resist.
At that moment, he only hated himself for failing to control his urges, for getting involved at all.
The tragic sight of his companion having all four limbs torn off nearly broke his mind.
Why? Why did I provoke the demon in front of me?
There was no time to think.
Lin An gently raised his head and clamped two fingers around his jaw like iron pincers.
Unlike the smile on his face, rage seemed to burn within him.
He had regained consciousness two days ago, but his Mental Strength had been depleted, leaving him unable to fully awaken.
"Look at me."
"Scum!"
"Ahhhhh!"
His fingers slowly tightened. The sound of bones deforming made their teeth ache.
In just a few seconds, once the man's wails died in his throat, Lin An had crushed his face into a lump.
Yu Shihao, farthest away, did not dare move. Although Lin An had not looked at him once, he could feel a faint killing intent locking onto him.
His heart was filled with shock.
Why... had he suddenly awakened!
Blood seeped through the gaps between his fingers. Lin An casually shook his hand and walked toward where the tattooed man lay.
The tattooed man crawled backward in terror, using both hands and feet.
But with his strength drained away, he could only writhe across the ground like a maggot.
"Didn't you want to kill me?"
He stepped down, instantly crushing the Dried Corpse-like tattooed man's knee.
"N-no... Big brother!"
The tattooed man's voice was hoarse. After the Glove had drained his Mental Strength, he was like an aged man on the verge of death.
"No? Didn't you want to put dog collars on Zhang Tie and me earlier?"
"Wanted to cut off my head?"
Ignoring his pleas, Lin An struck in an instant and tore off his other leg.
"Ahhh!"
The tattooed man only had time to let out a scream before the pain made him pass out.
Lin An smiled cruelly. He still wanted to pass out in front of him?
With one hand, he grabbed the tattooed man by the top of the head, his Mental Strength piercing into his brain like needles.
"Ah!"
The tattooed man was jolted awake by the intense pain. Looking at Lin An before him, his eyes filled with despair.
"Brother Lin, I'm lower than a pig or a dog. I'm a piece of shit! Please, just let me go!"
"Let you go? Go ask Second Uncle whether he's willing to let you go."
Lin An twisted his head toward Second Uncle's corpse. One living man and one dead man faced each other, four eyes meeting.
"Ah—!!"
Regret and terror overwhelmed him, and the stench of urine rose from beneath him.
If he could have killed himself, he would rather have died than endure this torment any longer.
Lin An turned a deaf ear, merely crushing his bones inch by inch.
Bang!
As the tattooed man passed out again, Lin An simply slammed his head into his chest cavity with one palm, ending his life.
If you did something wrong, you had to bear the consequences.
If you wanted to be a villain, you had to be prepared for revenge.
In an instant, all three men Yu Shihao had brought into the room were dead. Only Yu Shihao and Lin An remained.
Thud.
Without hesitation, Yu Shihao dropped to his knees and shuffled forward until he knelt before Lin An.
"Brother Lin, none of this had anything to do with me. I was forced into it too!"
"Please spare me."
"I... I really didn't do anything to betray you!"
"They wanted to kill you! I had no choice but to pretend to be with them so I could take you away!"
Weeping bitterly, he cried his case to Lin An with utter sincerity in his eyes.
He spoke at a frantic pace, afraid Lin An would kill him before even hearing his explanation.
"If you don't believe me, wait for Wen Ya, wait for Zhang Tie, wait until they wake up and ask them."
"I was the first one to pull you and Brother Zhang up! Really, you have to believe me!"
Fawning and begging for mercy, he trembled all over as he looked at the silent Lin An, like a man awaiting judgment.
Tilting his head, Lin An watched with interest as Yu Shihao hurriedly fabricated his excuse.
Interesting. He was quite the talent.
If Lin An had only just awakened, he would most likely have waited for everyone to wake up, compared their accounts, and then made a decision.
Unfortunately.
"Guess when I woke up?"
Lin An chuckled softly, his right hand instantly reaching for the top of Yu Shihao's head.
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