novelsite Chapter 141 Sweeping through the rich district, your guild leader has reserved a seat downstairs!
Chapter 141 Sweeping through the rich district, your guild leader has reserved a seat downstairs!
The convoy, like a torrent of steel, roared and shattered the tranquility of Paradise District.
This is the affluent area of Twin Peaks, where European-style fountains spray clear mountain spring water, and on the neatly manicured lawns, a group of well-dressed men and women are holding an open-air party.
A melodious violin tune played from the gramophone, and the long table was laden with exquisite pastries and red wine.
"boom--!!"
Zhou Hai's heavy off-road vehicle crashed through the ornate iron gate, and half of its front end ran over the long table covered with a white cloth.
Pastries flew everywhere, and wine bottles shattered.
The screeching sound of brakes, mixed with the woman's scream, instantly shattered the elegant atmosphere.
"Where did this stray dog come from?!"
A wealthy woman in a silk gown and a pearl necklace pointed at the car window and yelled, "Are you blind? Do you know where you are? You've dirtied my dress! You couldn't pay for it even if you sold your whole family! Get out!"
The men and women holding wine glasses gathered around, their faces showing no fear, only anger at being disturbed and condescending disgust.
In their eyes, this was just another clueless refugee camp convoy that had wandered into the wrong place.
The car door opened.
Zhou Hai jumped out of the car, his tactical boots landing on an expensive piece of tiramisu, and he crushed it hard.
"Wow, you've got quite a temper."
Zhou Hai, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, glanced at the group of fair-skinned upper-class men, grinned, and his smile carried the bloodthirstiness of a ruthless bandit. "Pay? Not only will I pay you today, I'll also give you a big gift."
"presumptuous!"
A series of hurried footsteps approached.
A squad of Spirit Source Guardians dressed in black uniforms rushed out from behind the villa, led by a Level 3 Strength-type Spirit Source Guardian.
He glanced at the rows of off-road vehicles with heavy machine guns mounted on them, his eyelids twitched, but thinking of the powerful backer behind him, his back straightened again.
"I am Zhao Gang, the captain of the Paradise District guards!"
Zhao Gang drew his alloy battle sword from his waist, the tip pointing directly at Zhou Hai's nose, and shouted sternly, "Which military unit are you from? How dare you cause trouble on Chairman Lei's territory? Are you tired of living?!"
"If you know what's good for you, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes. Maybe when the chairman returns, he'll spare your lives! Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?"
Zhou Hai picked at his ear and interrupted him impatiently.
He flicked the earwax off his fingertips, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, his eyes mocking as if he were looking at a group of dead men.
"Your Chairman Lei is indeed waiting for you."
Zhou Hai raised his hand and pointed to the gloomy sky above, "But not here, it's in the King of Hell's palace."
Zhao Gang was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
"It means..." Zhou Hai's smile vanished abruptly, replaced by an endless ferocity, "He went downstairs to reserve seats first, and now he's calling you all down for a reunion!"
"Old Zhao! Sister Su! Do it!!"
Before he could finish speaking...
"boom--!!"
A golden figure crashed into the crowd like a bulldozer.
Zhao held up the giant shield, the size of a door panel, his whole body shimmering with golden light. He activated his [Immortal Golden Body], like a runaway heavy tank.
"Snap! Snap!"
Zhao Gang didn't even have a chance to react before being hit head-on by the giant shield.
The sound of bones cracking was so dense it sounded like popping beans. He was stuck to the shield like a picture, then violently flung away, his chest caved in, and he died on the spot.
"kill!!"
Su Li's figure transformed into a blood-red phantom, the Asura Blood Blade in her hand drawing a chilling glint in the sunlight.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
Those dozen or so low-level spirit source users who usually acted arrogantly didn't even have time to unleash their skills before a thin red line of blood appeared on their throats.
Blood gushed out, staining the pristine white European-style fountain crimson.
ten seconds.
Just ten seconds.
The once arrogant guard was now all dead on the ground.
The remaining few Spirit Source cultivators, whose legs had given way and who hadn't managed to escape, were so terrified by this group of killing gods that their crotches tingled, and they knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Don't kill me! We're just trying to make a living! Spare me, sir!!"
Zhou Hai walked over, stepped on the head of a Spirit Source user, and looked down at him.
"Want to live?"
Zhou Hai pulled a heavy pair of handcuffs from his waist and threw them on the ground with a crisp sound.
"Put it on yourself."
He sneered and looked at the terrified ladies and gentlemen in the distance.
"The zombie horde is coming tomorrow, and we're short of meat shields for the front row."
"Making use of waste is a good deed you've done in this lifetime."
At this moment, the sweet, creamy smell in the air had been completely masked by the strong stench of blood.
Zhao put away his shield, and bits of flesh slid off along the golden veins.
Su Li flicked the blood off her knife and stood expressionless to the side, like a heartless killing machine.
The group of arrogant ladies and gentlemen who had been so haughty just moments before finally realized what had happened.
"Murder! Murder!!"
"You bunch of lunatics! Chairman Lei won't let you get away with this!!"
Even now, the noblewoman with the pearl necklace didn't beg for mercy. Instead, she screamed and charged forward, her nails clawing at Zhou Hai's face like eagle claws. "You lowly beggars! I'll tear you to pieces!!"
Lei Lie has spoiled these people too much.
They were so happy that they forgot this was the end of the world, and forgot that the law of the jungle was the only rule.
In their eyes, this was just a slightly excessive conflict. As long as they brought out their powerful backers, these peasants would still have to kneel down and lick their shoes.
Zhou Hai frowned and slapped him across the face.
"Snapped!"
This slap didn't use any spiritual energy, but the physical strength of a level 5 enhanced person is terrifying.
The lady spun around three times like a top, half of her face instantly swelled up like a pig's head, and several bloody teeth flew out.
She collapsed to the ground, her hair disheveled, her eyes filled with venom as she glared at Zhou Hai: "You'll regret this... My son is a fire-elemental spirit user! He's with the guild leader right now! When he gets back, I'll make him burn you all alive!!"
Just then.
A little boy, only seven or eight years old, suddenly darted out from behind the lady.
He gripped a sharp boning knife tightly in his hand, his eyes fierce like a wolf cub, devoid of any childlike innocence.
"Go to hell! You bad guy!!"
Using his body as cover, the little boy suddenly rushed towards a soldier on guard, the tip of his knife aimed straight at the soldier's unprotected femoral artery.
The soldier hadn't expected a child to suddenly attack someone, and instinctively tried to dodge, but he was a beat too slow.
"Pfft!"
The knife tip pierced his thigh, and blood spurted out.
"Ah!!" the soldier cried out in pain and staggered backward.
"You little bastard!"
Zhou Hai's eyes turned cold. He grabbed the little boy who was about to finish him off by the back of the neck and lifted him up like a chick.
The little boy hung suspended in mid-air, still frantically waving the boning knife in his hand, cursing, "I'm going to kill you all! I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs! Like I feed those refugees!!"
Feeding refugees?
Zhou Hai's heart skipped a beat, and a violent killing intent rushed to his head.
In the eyes of these beasts, their fellow humans struggling to survive in the mud are nothing more than dog food.
He remembered Lu Sheng's instructions before he set off.
The young man in white stood at the bow of the boat, his eyes as cold as ice: "Once we get up the mountain, if we encounter resistance, we will punish everyone, regardless of age or gender."
"If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze."
Zhou Hai took a deep breath, and the last trace of pity in his eyes completely disappeared.
"Good, very good."
Zhou Hai looked at the child in his hand with resentful eyes, grinned, but his smile was more ferocious than that of a demon.
"Since you're so bold, then go down and keep your Chairman Lei company."