Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 950: Chapter 935: Ambush Battle (19)

Old Xu carefully avoided the "mess" on the ground and slowly moved towards Watanabe.

Once beside Watanabe, Old Xu made a silence gesture towards the Huaxia girl in his arms.

To be honest, Old Xu wasn’t worried at all about his footsteps being discovered along the way; his only fear was that the girl in Watanabe’s arms might suddenly scream at an inappropriate time.

If that were to happen, his plan of capturing the king would be completely defeated.

However, it turned out that his worries were entirely unnecessary, as the Huaxia girl didn’t react at all to Old Xu’s arrival.

To be precise, the girl seemed like a walking corpse, her eyes vacant and dull.

Seeing this, Old Xu’s heart clenched for a moment. Although it had only been a short two days, he could already imagine the ordeal these poor girls had endured over the past six months.

After all, not every girl had a Derek who was willing to sacrifice for her, and not every Derek had the ability to climb buildings.

Shaking his head to clear the mixed thoughts from his mind, Old Xu silently murmured to himself: Just hold on a little longer, once tonight’s over, everything will be past.

Since the girl didn’t react, Old Xu had no more worries. He casually drew out his type 92 from his waist and then placed it on top of Watanabe’s head.

Watanabe, not sensing anything about what was happening, slept like a dead pig, snoring loudly, seemingly enjoying a carefree dream, possibly causing trouble for some poor woman again.

Having resolved his target, Old Xu didn’t want to waste any more time. He signaled to Lei Tong and Li Xiaoxin, who had long been stationed on either side of the classroom.

The two immediately understood, lighting the candles they had prepared in advance, and then placing them on the tables and chairs.

The flickering candlelight wasn’t too bright, but it cast long shadows of Lei Tong and Li Xiaoxin.

Yet even as things developed to this stage, the students in the center of the area from "Japan" still had no reaction.

This was enough to show just how wild they had been that night.

Old Xu took one last look at Watanabe, who had drool at the corner of his mouth, then narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly lowered the muzzle of his gun.

The moment the Q-tip touched Watanabe’s mouth, he instinctively frowned but did nothing more than that, not even opening his eyes.

Looking at Watanabe’s annoying expression that seemed to say, "I don’t fear boiling water," Old Xu simply lifted his right hand and forcefully smashed down with all his strength.

"Smack! Crack!"

"Ouch!"

The intense pain caused Watanabe to spring up from the ground as if electrified, but Old Xu’s force was so strong that while Watanabe’s lower body rose, his upper body was still pressed to the ground.

When he saw the figure before him, his confused brain clearly couldn’t keep up with the situation, but the shattered teeth and the blood gushing from his mouth served as a clear reminder.

Thanks to Watanabe’s ghostly howl, Old Xu was spared the trouble of needing to give a wake-up call.

The "Japan" students who had been fast asleep woke up one by one as if they had just ingested a large amount of opium.

Curious about the light in the room, they looked around, but like Watanabe, their foggy minds hadn’t yet recovered from the haze of alcohol.

It wasn’t until Lei Tong’s tall figure reached the center of the area that a group of "Japan" students belatedly asked, "What, what are you doing?"

Looking at the student who spoke, Lei Tong coldly laughed, then suddenly kicked his right foot with full force into the questioner’s chest.

Lei Tong’s build was exceptionally robust; his hands and feet had become natural weapons honed under the harsh conditions of bitter frost and fierce heat.

With just one kick, Lei Tong knocked the questioning "Japan" student unconscious.

And with this ferocious kick, he finally woke up the muddled "Japan" students.

Interestingly, these "Japan" students did have some level of bloodlust. After witnessing Lei Tong’s brutal kick, they showed no fear, almost simultaneously standing up with the intent to tear Lei Tong apart.

Especially the short Yamashita, who, determined to be at the forefront, seemed afraid that others wouldn’t know how "tough" he was and started cursing as he jumped up.

"Damn it!! Like I said, I knew these Huaxia people had no good intentions. Indeed, they were up to something. But kid, you are way too impatient, coming at us head-on like this. Are you looking for death?!"

"Cough, cough!" came a soft cough.

Old Xu, with a calm expression on his face, glanced at Yamashita’s position: "You should be thankful that it wasn’t you who got kicked by Lei, or do you think you’d still be alive to speak here?"

After that, Old Xu pushed the muzzle of his type 92 further into Watanabe’s mouth: "Get up, boss Watanabe."

At this moment, Watanabe was wide awake, his mind clearer than ever under the threat of the cold gunpoint.

And it was only now that Yamashita and the other "Japan" students realized Old Xu’s presence, especially noting the "iron piece" in his hand.

A gun can bring an invisible intimidation at any time. You don’t even need to fire it; just pointing the muzzle at the target is enough to make untrained people submit.

Clearly, upon seeing the weapon in Old Xu’s hand, the previously arrogant Yamashita immediately became much more subdued, his advancing steps unconsciously retreating.

However, while the "Japan" students were hesitating and at a loss as to what to do, a voice suddenly emerged among them: "Ha, so you think you can bluff us with an ’iron piece’? Listen to me, everyone. These Huaxia people were searched when they returned, so they couldn’t possibly bring a gun back. What he’s holding is most likely a fake toy!"

The speaker was none other than Jiang Kou.

Upon hearing Jiang Kou’s words, Watanabe’s body suddenly shivered.

Old Xu fully understood Jiang Kou’s thoughts. Through these two days of observation, he could see that Jiang Kou had long been coveting Watanabe’s position beneath him.

Perhaps due to Watanabe’s skills or the opinions of other "Japan" students, Jiang Kou hadn’t been able to take action.

So now, Jiang Kou wanted to use Old Xu to get rid of Watanabe.

Old Xu wouldn’t fall for it. Firing a gun at this critical point would be courting death, serving as a dinner bell for the zombies outside.

The best way to handle this was to let them fight amongst themselves — a dogfight.

With this thought, Old Xu coldly smiled, then leaned close to Watanabe’s ear and slowly said: "Boss Watanabe, it seems your people don’t care about your life and death. Jiang Kou thinks what I have is fake. Do you think I should test it on you for him?"

After saying this, Old Xu pulled out the gun that had been in Watanabe’s mouth for quite a while and shifted it to the latter’s temple.

"No! No no! You, you wait a minute!" Only those who have experienced the threat of being at gunpoint can understand the terror within. Although Watanabe was unsure about the authenticity of Old Xu’s gun, he certainly didn’t have the courage to test this theory. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at Qidian. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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