Liang Yuan was standing right in front of them, but they didn’t know him.
Faced with this mockery, Liang Yuan wasn’t angry.
There was no need to get angry with a bunch of ordinary people.
He walked towards the corridor, heading directly towards this group.
The leader over there immediately stopped laughing and started cursing, "Fuck, stop! Who the hell told you to come over?"
Liang Yuan ignored him. At some point, he had already picked up a steel rod.
The steel rod polished by Ding Yan earlier had been discarded in the water when he was fighting the frogmen.
This time, it was a new, unpolished blunt weapon.
Seeing Liang Yuan’s stance, the man’s face darkened, and he cursed, "Yang Shenmin, Shi Haizhu, you ungrateful bastards, you really want a fight, huh?"
"Kid, you want to die, I’ll make it happen. Get him!"
At his command, his underlings all sneered and took out steel pipes, machetes, axes, and other weapons from behind them.
Just as Liang Yuan was about to act, Zhao Kai rushed over excitedly, "Brother Liang, let me handle this."
Liang Yuan looked at Zhao Kai and saw a hint of battle intent in his eyes, "I haven’t tried using my superpower in a fight yet."
Liang Yuan looked at him, nodded, and seriously corrected, "Alright, but remember, this isn’t a fight. If you’re going to act, aim to kill!"
Zhao Kai was taken aback. At some point, the reviled Zhao Kai had gradually warmed up with everyone’s care.
The Zhao Kai who would fight to the death at the slightest provocation was no longer that extreme.
He could still remember the time they killed Mao Xiaoqiang. He and Liang Yuan chased him relentlessly around the living room, even ripping Mao Xiaoqiang’s buttocks to prevent his escape.
And when they killed Liu Erlong, he risked his life, jumping directly off the stairs to pin Liu Erlong down, desperately trying to stab him.
But time seemed to be a good medicine for sorrow.
He didn’t know when he started to be less extreme.
Maybe only in the quiet of the night would he fall into sadness, reminiscing about Xiaoman, unable to stop the grief.
Liang Yuan was happy to see Zhao Kai step out of the shadows and live again.
But he didn’t want Zhao Kai to lose his ruthlessness towards enemies.
He knew all too well the cruelty, deceit, and treachery of people in this apocalypse.
His consistent principle was to uproot all threats.
If they were enemies, they aimed to kill them, not engage in a childish fight.
Zhao Kai instantly understood the deeper meaning in Liang Yuan’s words.
He became solemn and said, "I understand, Brother Liang."
"Go ahead. I don’t want you to ever suffer because of carelessness."
Zhao Kai said no more and turned to face the group.
"Fuck, another idiot."
"Let’s beat him to death!"
The group roared and charged.
Zhao Kai took a deep breath, then stepped forward and stomped the ground.
A wave of water surged up, and before it could fall, Zhao Kai thrust out his fists.
A burst of icy mist erupted from his palms.
Crack, crack, crack...
The water wave instantly transformed into countless ice blades.
Propelled by his icy mist, the ice blades shot out like countless ice cones.
The attackers had no time to react and were instantly hit by the ice blades!
Thump, thump, thump...
A series of muffled sounds followed by screams erupted.
Some had their faces pierced by ice cones.
Some had their chests pierced.
Others had their legs shredded by the ice cones.
These ice cones, formed by the freezing of water, were like terrifying blades.
Driven by Zhao Kai’s icy mist, they shot out with unstoppable momentum.
With every step he took, water splashed and transformed into new ice cones shooting out.
In a few breaths, none of Deng Hu’s underlings across could stand anymore.
Almost all of them lay on the ground.
Only a few were still screaming; the rest were mostly dead.
Zhao Kai’s expression was cold as he looked at the remaining screamers. Without a word, he waved his hand, sending several more ice cones flying.
The ice cones accurately pierced two necks, and the screams stopped abruptly.
Liang Yuan smiled, walked over, and patted Zhao Kai on the shoulder.
"Well done. Show no mercy to enemies, or you’ll be the one to suffer."
Zhao Kai nodded silently, "Thank you, Brother Liang."
He knew Brother Liang was looking out for him, teaching him survival.
In this apocalypse, those with a saintly heart would not last long.
Yang Shenmin, Shi Haizhu, and the others were all stunned, unable to believe their eyes.
In just a few breaths, Deng Hu’s underlings lay in gruesome death.
Zhao Kai’s frost superpower was like a killing machine unleashed.
"Holy shit..." Shi Haizhu couldn’t help but exclaim.
Yang Shenmin also swallowed hard.
Others started discussing in shock.
"Superpower users, they’re superpower users?"
"Frost superpower? This person can freeze water flows."
"Damn, this is like a movie."
"Is this Mr. Liang? No wonder he can converse with Daoist Lin."
"No, the one beside him is Mr. Liang; this is Mr. Zhao, Zhao Kai."
"Shit, if Mr. Zhao is this powerful, Mr. Liang must be even more so."
"It’s no wonder only a cultivator like Daoist Lin can talk to Mr. Liang."