After understanding this meaning, everyone, including Wang Zheng, lowered their heads. Wang Zheng, in particular, opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word.
Jiang Fan stopped paying attention to these people and looked at Lan Shengxue instead.
"Let's ignore them and go."
"Um."
Originally, Lan Shengxue had planned to slow down and lead them away, but after what had just happened, she had completely changed her mind.
Jiang Fan and Lan Shengxue were moving very fast, and in the blink of an eye they were about to disappear from Wang Zheng and the others' sight.
This gave them all a fright.
"Wait for us!"
Wang Zheng took off after them, while the others chased after him, berating Wang Zheng as they went.
"It's all your fault! Jiang Fan saved us, and you still say such things about him, causing us to be implicated."
"Blame me?" Wang Zheng sneered. "When I was talking about Jiang Fan just now, none of you said anything. Doesn't that mean you agreed with what I said? Now you have the nerve to come and criticize me?"
Those who criticized Wang Zheng were speechless, their expressions quite interesting.
The scene changes.
Outside the fortress, two suspicious-looking men were staring at the instruments in their hands. On the palm-sized screens, small red dots were scattered about.
However, one area is very concentrated and numerous, so numerous that they almost overlap.
These two were none other than members of the Church of Justice, who were planning this beast tide.
They planned this massacre as revenge for the destruction of their stronghold of a thousand men some time ago.
"What's going on? It's been almost a day since the beast tide broke out, how are so many people still alive?" The person who said this was Bing 9, a Middle-Stage Second-Rank Martial Artist.
Each red dot on the instrument in his hand represents a human life.
Bing 11 frowned, his eyes filled with doubt. "Logically, this shouldn't be the case. If I'm not mistaken, the area where these red dots are concentrated is the shelter. But as far as I know, the defenses of Fortress No. 31 aren't that strong, and yesterday we even saw the Four-Armed Giant Bear heading towards it. The Four-Armed Giant Bear is Two Star demonic beast, and among Two Star demonic beasts, it's one of the strongest. With its terrifying destructive power, given enough time, it could definitely smash through the shelter's gate, rush in, and have a feast. But as it stands, the shelter seems safe and sound. How is this possible? Did the Four-Armed Giant Bear go somewhere else instead of going to the shelter? Or did some powerful expert appear and kill the Four-Armed Giant Bear?"
"Probably not," Bing 9 analyzed. "According to my investigation, the Divine Wind Guard who taught the special training class a while ago, the one named Wei Cangyue, left long ago. There shouldn't be any other experts in the fortress. Of course, it's also possible that several people joined forces, and the Four-Armed Giant Bear was killed because it underestimated its opponent."
"But no matter which one it is, we can't delay any longer. If we wait too long and the higher-ups of Great Xia find out, won't all our efforts be in vain?" Bing 11 worried.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a change on the screen of the instrument in Bing 9's hand.
Countless green dots were seen approaching the area where the red dots were concentrated, forming an encirclement.
"This is?"
"Hahaha!" Bing 9 burst out laughing, "It must be the nine- Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito! They must have smelled the blood and surrounded the shelter. So many green dots, tens of thousands of Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito! Let's see how they manage to survive now! Hahaha--"
Bing 9 laughed heartily, Bing 11 also laughed so hard that the fat on his face jiggled.
At this moment, the walls outside the shelter were covered with swarms of Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito, which were destroying the walls in droves.
The buzzing sound kept reaching people's ears, making their scalps tingle and their hearts pound with fear.
"I'm so scared." Tang Guo hugged Tang Duo, her face pale. Tang Duo's expression was also very bad, but she kept comforting Tang Guo.
"Don't be afraid, Xiao Fan will be back soon."
Tang Guo, who had always believed that Jiang Fan was invincible, was shaken at this moment as she looked at the scene on the screen.
"But—but there are so many demonic beasts, even if Brother Fan comes back, he can't handle them all by himself, right?"
Tang Duo opened her mouth, wanting to say something more comforting, but looking at the dark, dense swarms of Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito, she couldn't utter a single word.
Zhou Xiaoyan's expression was extremely grave. He turned to Yang Xiaoqiang and said, "Boss, this is beyond our capabilities. Forget about saving people, we can barely protect ourselves."
Yang Xiaoqiang's expression was equally grave. "I know, but we have no other choice but to fight."
"Damn it, let's fight these beasts!" Wang Jiangang roared, his large hands gripping the weapon so tightly it creaked.
Old Wu and Xiao Qian exchanged a glance, then got up and went to Yang Xiaoqiang and the others.
"We are constables from the Police Bureau; protecting our country and its people is something we are naturally indispensable for."
Yang Xiaoqiang: "But you're just ordinary people."
Old Wu lit a cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled.
"But if we don't stand up, we can't expect the people to stand up, can we?"
Xiao Qian was much younger than Old Wu, and said with a wry smile, "Sigh, it's a pity I'm not married yet. I should have listened to my mother and gone on blind dates."
Old Wu scoffed, "It's not like you went on a blind date and the girl suddenly fell for you."
Xiao Qian Qian's lips twitched. "That's really hurtful to hear."
Listening to their conversation, Yang Xiaoqiang didn't say anything more, but his gaze towards Old Wu and Xiao Qian held a newfound respect.
"Crack, crack, crack--" Along with the sound, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the white wall.
The Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito relentlessly used their sharp mandibles to chisel at the walls of the shelter. As time passed, the cracks in the walls became more numerous and larger.
"I don't want to die! I don't want to die! I just got into martial arts school, and a bright future awaits me. I can't die!" The fear of death brought Jiang Youtian to the brink of collapse. He squatted on the ground, completely losing his composure.
"Tsk tsk tsk!" Zhou Xiaoyan couldn't help but complain, "He's supposed to be at the Middle-Stage Martial Apprentice, yet he's so timid, even less capable than an ordinary person."
The ordinary people Zhou Xiaoyan was referring to were Old Wu and Xiao Qian.
Faced with this deadly situation, these two dared to stand up without hesitation. In contrast, Jiang Youtian, who possesses considerable combat strength, makes it hard not to feel sorry for and despise him.
"I'll fight them to the death!" Wei Qi rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward. It was unclear where he got the courage from; perhaps it was just the passion of youth, or perhaps he knew that the situation had reached a point where he had no choice but to fight.
"Crack crack crack crack--" The wall collapsed even more violently.
Finally! A few minutes later, the wall covered in spider webs collapsed with a roar, raising a cloud of dust.
Countless Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito emerged from the dust, their sharp, menacing mandibles gleaming, their blood-red eyes filled with a thirst and greed for blood.