NOVEL NEXT Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Finally, we have a car!
Xu Hu responded with a nod and immediately leaped out of the passenger seat. His muscles tensed as he landed, and seeing that the man still hadn't noticed him, he instinctively touched his bald head and bellowed, "Hey, stop!"
This roar was as deafening as thunder during a storm, audible to anyone who wasn't deaf.
Mo Wen's steps faltered for a moment before he slowly turned his head.
Aoyan, sitting in the car, was momentarily stunned by Mo Wen's appearance. Her face flushed, and she quickly lowered her head, too embarrassed to look again.
This man had a face so pale it seemed almost translucent, with eyes deep and dark like bottomless pits, drawing one's gaze into an abyss. His slightly purplish lips, far from appearing sickly, exuded a sinister allure.
How could there be such a strikingly handsome man?
Unconcerned by the gazes of others, Mo Wen stared at the off-road vehicle behind him, his lips moving slightly as if he had spoken. Yet no one could hear what he said.
What did he say? Xu Hu didn't catch Mo Wen's words but felt a chill run up his spine.
In truth, Mo Wen hadn't said anything particularly profound. He merely remarked casually, "Now we have a car."
Zhang Xu didn't feel any chill, but he immediately noticed Aoyan's reaction and understood the situation. Anger surged within him, and without hesitation, he slapped Aoyan across the face.
"Filthy bitch!"
Zhang Xu was a fifth-level ability user, and this slap sent Aoyan reeling, nearly breaking her neck.
"Take that guy's bag!" After beating Aoyan to his satisfaction, Zhang Xu personally exited the car and ordered Xu Hu, his weathered face radiating hostility. No man wanted to see his woman admiring another man.
He intended to rob this man of his supplies and leave him to starve in the Death Zone!
Xu Hu complied, disappearing in a blur only to reappear in front of Mo Wen, attempting to snatch the backpack on his back.
Xu Hu was a sixth-level speed-type ability user, moving so fast that the human eye could barely follow.
But not for Mo Wen.
To Mo Wen, Xu Hu's speed, even at Level 6, was no faster than a snail. As Xu Hu's hand reached for the backpack, Mo Wen's eyes flashed with a cold light. He swiftly sidestepped and, in the instant Xu Hu lost balance, plunged his dagger into Xu Hu's neck.
Blood spurted as Xu Hu's eyes widened in disbelief, clutching at his throat in vain, unable to stem the gushing blood. He let out agonized whimpers, unable to scream.
Zhang Xu, standing nearby with his hands on his hips, was paralyzed with fear. He couldn't believe what he saw—Xu Hu, a sixth-level ability user, dispatched in a single move!
Mo Wen wiped his dagger clean and glanced at Zhang Xu, his expression as calm as a deep, serene lake. But Zhang Xu was already trembling uncontrollably, collapsing to the ground.
"A fifth-level ability user?" Mo Wen asked indifferently, then walked to the car and opened the door, pulling out the terrified driver by the collar.
The driver tumbled out, covered in dirt and bruises, rolling twice before daring to stand.
Placing the backpack on the passenger seat, Mo Wen secured it with the seatbelt. Glancing at Aoyan, whose face was swollen from the slap, he said coldly, "Get out."
Aoyan, pale-faced, dared not refuse. She lowered her eyes in disappointment and climbed out of the car.
If her face hadn't been swollen, she might have tried to attach herself to this powerful man.
Seeing that Mo Wen didn't seem intent on killing him, Zhang Xu felt a brief relief. But when he realized Mo Wen was about to drive away with his car, he panicked.
"If you take my car, do you think I'll let you stay in the north?" Zhang Xu clung to the car door, trying to prevent Mo Wen from closing it. "Do you know who I am?"
Mo Wen was growing impatient.
Not expecting Mo Wen to ask, Zhang Xu quickly added, "I'm Zhang Xu, under the command of District 2's leader, Xu Jilin!"
"Who?" Mo Wen turned his head, eyes narrowing dangerously.
"I said I'm Xu... Ah!" Before Zhang Xu could repeat himself, he felt a sudden chill in his shoulder. Realizing too late, he saw Mo Wen had sliced off his arm with a swift dagger strike.
Clutching his bleeding stump, Zhang Xu fell to the ground, his face deathly pale as Mo Wen crouched in front of him.
Zhang Xu's bladder gave way in terror at the sight of Mo Wen's pitch-black eyes.
At that moment, Yu Lan squeezed her head out of the backpack, her cloudy eyes blinking. She realized she was now restrained not only by the backpack but also by a seatbelt. Enraged, she growled and bared her teeth, trying to bite.
The driver and Aoyan, standing helplessly nearby, screamed upon seeing Yu Lan in the passenger seat. Aoyan pointed frantically, shouting, "Zombie! There's a zombie in the car!"
Annoyed by the commotion, Mo Wen shot Aoyan a glare, silencing her instantly, though she continued to tremble.
"Blue, are you angry at hearing this name too?" Mo Wen asked Yu Lan, his voice unusually gentle.
Unfortunately, Yu Lan couldn't understand him. If she could, she would have rolled her eyes and bitten him.
Because she couldn't understand, she simply kept growling and struggling to escape the backpack.
Zhang Xu's arm continued to bleed profusely, and he was losing consciousness from blood loss. He lay on the ground like a fish on a chopping board, helpless against Mo Wen's actions.
"After taking care of Blue, I will personally turn Xu Jilin into minced meat," Mo Wen said cryptically, then stabbed Zhang Xu in the lung with his dagger.
The lungs were a unique part of the human body, crucial for breathing. An injury here caused excruciating pain with every breath, ensuring a slow and agonizing death.
"Since you're just a subordinate of Xu Jilin, I'll let you die slowly," Mo Wen said, looking down at Zhang Xu's contorted face. Rising, he glanced at the trunk of the car.
There had been a faint cry for help from inside.
"Damn... Just kill me... cough, cough..." Zhang Xu knew his time was near. He gritted his teeth, trying to provoke Mo Wen into giving him a quick end, but the blood filling his lungs made him choke and gasp for breath.