Xu Qiaofeng looked at Wen Chi as she glanced toward the two companions, knowing that Little Chi cared deeply about them.
So he deliberately said “you guys” instead of “you.”
However, before Wen Chi could answer, a voice came from the doorway.
“You’re not leaving!”
A deep, magnetic voice resonated, carrying a barely perceptible chill and an overwhelming possessiveness.
The figure wasn’t seen yet, but the presence was undeniable.
Upon hearing the voice, Wen Chi’s heart trembled. She instinctively looked for other exits to escape.
Although he had treated her well before, his moods were unpredictable!
And she had drugged him—if he caught her, she would be dead countless times over.
As the radio had said, if not chopped up and bled to death, she’d be fed piece by piece to the zombies he kept caged.
Beside her, Xu Qiaofeng saw Wen Chi’s fear. Ignoring his injury, he stood up immediately, placing himself in front of her.
Jiang Jiming appeared at the doorway with three people behind him, likely rushing over after receiving the news.
His sharp gaze fixed on the reckless person trying to take Wenwen away.
“My person.”
“Don’t touch.”
The reckless figure still stood in front of his Wenwen.
Jiang Jiming was ready to act immediately, lightning flickering in his hands.
Xu Qiaofeng, upon seeing this man, was first struck by his appearance, then by his ability—
though it was clear this man’s power was higher than his.
Having grown up in the military, Xu Qiaofeng could immediately sense the killing intent and bloodlust emanating from him.
This man had definitely killed before.
Not only him, but the three behind him gave off the same impression.
It reminded Xu Qiaofeng of an international top-level wanted case he had seen before.
The X Organization.
This organization took assassination contracts on the dark web every year—sometimes targeting important political figures, sometimes international business magnates.
Sometimes, ordinary people.
But all their targets shared a trait: they were either leading figures inciting conflicts between nations, secretly corrupt corporate directors, or outwardly righteous hypocrites.
The terrifying thing was, even after many missions, no one knew how many members there were, what countries they were from, or what the leaders looked like.
Handling them internationally was troublesome, sometimes impossible.
Thus, when the X Organization surfaced, it became a thorn in the side of many elites, a notorious criminal gang in the eyes of citizens worldwide.
Many countries wanted them gone but didn’t dare act directly.
Xu Qiaofeng actually envied them—they could punish evil and uphold justice—but his own background prevented him from acting like that.
So when Xu Qiaofeng saw these Westerners, he immediately realized their hands were not clean.
Those who had killed were different from those who hadn’t.
In an unnoticed corner, the healer girl, standing quietly in her squad, noticed the Westerner’s gaze, but quickly returned to her calm demeanor.
Shen Xi recognized the man’s strength and realized the delay in action was likely to avoid harming the girl.
She immediately stepped forward:
“Hello, do you know this young lady?”
“We are the Bright Light Squad from Beijing Base. We mean no harm.”
Jiang Jiming ignored her. Chi Ye, familiar with his leader, spoke:
“We know her. Please release her.”
“This young lady is an old acquaintance of our captain, so it still depends on her wishes.”
Shen Xi spoke politely, leaving Wen Chi no choice but to step forward.
“Uh… actually, can I say I don’t want to go with either of you?”
Wen Chi raised her hand weakly, peeking out from behind Xu Qiaofeng.
Hearing Wen Chi’s words, Jiang Jiming felt a gnawing discomfort, as if ants were biting at him.
Wenwen didn’t want to go with him… what did that make the other man?
Why?
No! Wenwen could only be his.
Thinking this, lightning crackled continuously in his hands, ready to strike at any moment.
“No!”
“Wenwen will go with me.”
Jiang Jiming spoke immediately.
Seeing the man’s dominance, Xu Qiaofeng stepped forward, completely shielding Wen Chi.
Lightning flickered in his hands as well.
Though injured, he would risk everything to bring Wenwen to safety.
“Sir, Little Chi doesn’t want to go with you.”
“Please respect her wishes.”
“Hmph~!”
Jiang Jiming clenched his fists, eyes filled with madness at the thought of losing his beloved.
“You’re dead.”
“Then she’ll behave.”
He swung his right hand, and black lightning shot out.
Xu Qiaofeng reacted instantly.
As they clashed, Xu Qiaofeng felt the man’s immense strength—he was indeed a level above.
But as the captain of the Bright Light Squad, Xu Qiaofeng’s pride didn’t allow him to lose.
Even if it meant risking his life.
Wen Chi watched the two fight, realizing this was the perfect chance to escape.
Fortunately, she noticed a wide-open door behind her. She guessed it was an emergency passage.
Forgive her—she didn’t want to go to any base, nor follow a crazed villain.
She just wanted to live quietly in the apocalypse.
Wen Chi signaled Jiang Yi and Dou Dou, standing nearby,
then quietly slipped toward the door.
Everyone else was focused on the duel, not noticing Wen Chi and the others.
Sure enough, when Wen Chi successfully emerged at the supermarket entrance,
everyone else realized that the protagonists of the duel had already vanished.
Jiang Jiming immediately stopped and ran to the door.
He saw a car speeding away.
Inside the car, Wen Chi was thoroughly satisfied, surrounded by supplies.
“Fight all you want. I’m going home to read my novels.”
Suddenly, Wen Chi remembered her delivery system plan.
For her future happiness, and to prevent situations like today,
she instructed Jiang Yi to drive to the International Trade Building, where the supplies were most complete.
The zombies there were easiest to deal with.
The car stopped. Wen Chi got out first,
and saw zombies swarming, looking at her enthusiastically.
On the top floor of the International Trade Building, a man in a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs—a perfect “manhwa” body.
From the back, everyone would think he was a real-life depiction of a domineering CEO from a novel.
But seeing him from the front changed that impression.
His face wasn’t as mangled as other zombies,
but his red pupils and bluish-gray skin confirmed he was indeed a zombie.