Chapter 164: Chapter 153, Changying Area Convoy_1
A cold glint suddenly stabbed out from the opening of the door.
Li Yahong’s pupils contracted abruptly, a bone-chilling cold rising abruptly from her spine.
Perceiving the danger, she wanted to dodge.
But her body couldn’t keep up with her reaction speed.
At that moment, Basen swiftly took action, drawing his knife to strike at the spear.
The spear drifted downward, its sharp tip hitting the stab-resistant vest on Li Yahong’s chest.
A surge of force knocked her back and onto the ground.
Li Yahong scrambled up in a panic, hiding behind the skeleton, her hands ceaselessly feeling around her neck and body, checking for any wounds.
Apparently, the stab-resistant vest had done its job.
A mark had been left on her chest, but it wasn’t pierced through.
But this feeling of fear lingered, causing her to shudder.
She never thought that, with her intention of helping survivors, they would actually try to kill her instead.
She glared at the van, filled with anger.
“Shit, damn close.” Boss Chen, with a gold chain around his neck, cursed under his breath.
At such close range, they had still missed.
The skeleton by their side had drawn its weapon too quickly.
Otherwise, they would’ve definitely killed her in one strike.
If they had managed to kill her, it wouldn’t have been too bad. But now that she was alive, things were a bit tricky.
He glanced at the other people in the car.
He shoved the short spear directly into the hands of a young woman who seemed a bit stunned and said, “It’s you who stabbed her because you were too nervous. Got it?”
The woman’s hands were trembling as she subconsciously accepted the short spear.
The woman, still in a daze, nodded her head.
“Don’t forget, I saved you guys. If anything happens to me, you’ll all die with me. So behave yourselves,” Boss Chen said with a cold huff.
A few others echoed him.
Li Yahong had given up on the idea of further communication with the people inside, retreating to the back.
A large number of skeletons tightly surrounded the whole van.
With a single command, they would topple over the van and kill everyone inside.
All the doors of the van swung open.
A total of six people, four men and two women, led by a man over 1.8 meters tall with robust physique and a gold chain around his neck.
He didn’t seem to be starved like one would expect in an apocalypse.
Shouting, “We’re also survivors. Don’t attack. Please don’t attack. We just overreacted earlier!”
As he spoke, he dragged a woman from behind him.
“Aren’t you going to apologize?”
The woman, her eyes darting away and looking depressed, said tremblingly, “I’m sorry. I was too nervous just now. I apologize.”
The short spear in her hand fell to the ground and rolled away into the distance.
Her knees buckled, and she collapsed onto the ground.
The gold chain man, wary of the surrounding skeletons, cautiously said, “Miss, we meant no harm. We hid in a farmhouse somewhere, and we just escaped today. We were a little too nervous.”
Li Yahong didn’t say anything. The surrounding skeletons stood still in place, surrounding them in the middle.
The man, after sweeping another glance around, smacked the back of the woman’s head on the ground and ordered, “Keep apologizing.”
“I am sorry, I am sorry!” The woman kept her head lowered, sobbing.
Li Yahong was a bit unsure about what decision to make.
They didn’t do it on purpose, and nothing really happened.
And right now, they were short of manpower….
She glanced at the truck behind her.
The truck door creaked open.
Wu Heng slowly stepped down.
Several oddly dressed skeletons followed him.
Seeing that there was another person, the faces of the other survivors became stranger.
Initially, the truck was sealed tight, and the windows were reinforced with steel bars, so it was hard to see how many people were inside.
They had thought that the woman who came down controlled this army of skeletons. It turned out that the real master was someone else.
Lucky they didn’t kill her.
Otherwise, not a single person in the van would have the chance to explain.
Seeing that Wu Heng was approaching, the man smiled.
He took out a wrinkled packet of cigarettes and while knocking the packet to get a cigarette, he walked over and said, “Brother, my name is Chen Yongdong. Thank you for saving us.”
Halfway there, a skeleton stopped him.
Standing not far away, Wu Heng looked at him and asked, “Who’s the big brother here?”
“Ah, no big brother or anything. Just an ordinary survivor,” the man said.
Wu Heng kept looking at him and asked, “That spear stab just now was your doing, wasn’t it? Don’t have the guts to kill zombies, so you want to kill humans?”
The man’s pupils contracted, and his face immediately restored to its normal smiley face, and said, “No, no, it wasn’t me, it was her. A woman, scared and a bit neurotic.”
Wu Heng looked at him and directly ordered, “Kill him!”
“Huh? Isn’t that a bit….”
The man thought he meant to kill the woman on the ground.
Before he could finish speaking, the sound of an attack rang out by his side.
A huge fist swung over from the side.
With a thump, the neck bone snapped.
His eyes wide open, coughing up blood, muttering ‘It was not me’ in his mouth.
His body fell backwards and collapsed onto the ground, lifeless.
The few people in the distance watched this scene in horror.
This man was even more ruthless, roughly assessing the situation and then directly killing.
Wu Heng glanced at the rest of them.
Three men and two women.
“Kill all those holding weapons,” Wu Heng directly ordered.