Chapter 192: Your Tribesmen Are Flying
The villagers from Xu Family Town continued dismantling traps as they advanced. By using thick blocks of ice and snow to pave the way, they managed to cover the nail boards hidden underneath. Although Zhang Yi's traps were relatively simple, they were easy to neutralize once revealed. He noted this for future improvements.
There were two routes from outside Cloud Manor to Villa 101: the south gate and the west gate. All the villagers from Xu Family Town had come from the south, so they were now concentrating on the southern route. Zhang Yi wasn't particularly concerned about them. The villagers couldn’t fathom the strength of a well-fortified shelter. They probably thought it was just another concrete structure, easy to breach. Their ignorance would be their downfall.
Through his sniper scope, Zhang Yi continued to scan the area, particularly wary of the ice and snow ability user he had encountered before. But despite waiting, he saw no sign of any significant changes in the snow or weather.
"Is he waiting for me to show myself, or did he not come at all?" Zhang Yi wondered, slightly puzzled. The name Xu Family Town indicated that many of the townspeople shared the surname Xu and were likely related. It seemed unlikely that the ability user would let his kin march to their deaths without helping to clear the snow and traps.
"Is he really not here? Was he injured by my stray bullets last time?" Zhang Yi's frown turned into a cold smile. "Good, better if he's dead!"
Meanwhile, the villagers, numbering in the hundreds, were slowly advancing up the southern path towards the shelter. As they dismantled traps, their pace quickened. Being closer, they could now clearly see the villa’s luxurious interior. In the past, only the wealthiest and most powerful people could live in Cloud Manor. Each villa, costing over a billion, was decorated with top-tier furnishings. Even the curtains were made from fine silk.
Not to mention, there were two stunningly beautiful women standing by the window, watching the approaching villagers. One young man’s breathing grew heavy, and his steps quickened.
Inside, Yang Siya watched the approaching crowd with mounting fear, her heart pounding. She instinctively stepped back, clutching her chest. But beside her, Zhou Ke'er remained calm, sighing softly.
Yang Siya hugged herself tightly, her face pale. "Where is Zhang Yi? Will they break in?"
If those men broke in, she dreaded to think what might happen to her. Despite everything, Zhang Yi had been relatively kind to her, never forcing her into anything. These villagers, however, gave off a vibe of pure greed, lust, and brutality that made her shiver.
Zhou Ke'er, noticing Yang Siya’s terror, smirked arrogantly. She lifted her chin, showing off her swan-like neck. "Is this all it takes to scare you? How will you ever stay by Zhang Yi’s side?"
Zhou Ke'er had spent a month with Zhang Yi in Yue Lu Community, surviving numerous betrayals and witnessing Zhang Yi’s deadly prowess. What was happening now was a minor event to her. She knew Zhang Yi had planned the demise of these villagers.
From the second-floor window, Zhang Yi, like an experienced hunter, waited for his prey to walk into his trap. As the villagers approached within fifty meters of the villa, Zhang Yi confirmed the density of the crowd. He activated the villa's active noise-canceling system, muting all external sounds. Then, he pressed an electronic button.
A massive explosion erupted on the road outside the villa. Even with the noise-canceling, the blast was clearly audible. Flames shot into the sky, lighting up the night and revealing the colorful fragments of what seemed like fireworks—except they were the dismembered bodies of the villagers. The explosion created a five-meter-deep crater, tearing up the concrete beneath the snow.
The explosion occurred right in the middle of the Xu Family Town’s formation, killing dozens instantly and sending shockwaves that hurled others into surrounding traps. Nail boards and animal traps inflicted further injuries on the already wounded villagers.
Zhang Yi watched the gruesome scene unfold. Villagers screamed in pain, clutching their pierced feet or impaled faces, some with nails driven deep into their flesh, others trapped in animal traps, desperately trying to free themselves.
Seeing their agony, Zhang Yi shook his head and sighed. "If only I had more landmines, I could kill them all quickly and spare them the suffering."
Outside, the air was filled with agonized screams, resembling the cries of crows in a graveyard. Zhou Ke'er and Yang Siya, witnessing the carnage, instinctively stepped back. They could see some injured villagers stumbling closer, pleading for help with contorted faces.
"Help me, help me!" one villager, missing his lower half, crawled towards the window, staring at Yang Siya with desperate eyes. His lower body was a horrific mess.
Yang Siya’s hair stood on end, and she bent over, vomiting uncontrollably. Even Zhou Ke'er, despite her toughness, turned pale and looked away. Only Zhang Yi remained unfazed. He had seen too much death and destruction to be affected anymore.
Living or dead, the strong survived, and Zhang Yi was unflinchingly ready to face it head-on.