Chapter 173 The Doomsday's Fragile Little Darling (22)

The ordinary alley the girl mentioned was the first batch of homestay businesses that developed here, located in a quiet spot amidst the hustle and bustle, right in the center of the small town.

A large area of land was enclosed, originally with multiple entrances. However, due to the lingering negative effects of the early apocalypse, all side doors were shut. They circled around for a while before deciding to head directly for the main entrance.

Soon, their car arrived at the main gate of Ordinary Alley. It was a courtyard gate designed to resemble an ancient one, which was open at the moment. Li Cheng drove the car straight in. As soon as they rushed through the gate, they heard shouting from behind.

"Who are you!"

"Who let you in!"

Several people chased after them, shouting.

Li Cheng floored the accelerator and drove to the reception hall. Just as he stopped the car, someone outside began banging furiously on the door.

"Come out! Who are you!"

"Get out here quickly!"

"Are you trying to rush us to death!"

The young man, while unbuckling his seatbelt, yelled back at the people outside.

Chasing them all the way to the main gate and making such a racket, were they trying to attract the zombies?

They were incredibly foolish.

Xiao Chongyan, sitting nearby, was the first to open the door and get out, followed by Zhuo Lin. The surrounding flashlight beams instantly converged on the two of them. The people who came out afterward were surrounded.

About a dozen people in uniform surrounded them, holding various weapons, staring at them menacingly.

"Who let you in? Do you know whose territory this is!"

"We really don't know." Seeing their poor attitude, Song Qi's tone wasn't much better.

They had the boss backing them up, so they weren't afraid.

"This is the Yang family's territory. Are you prepared to offer tribute to enter here?"

Tribute?

Song Qi burst out laughing. "Are you pretending to be an emperor or a prince? No, you should just be lapdogs by their side, hmm… dog servants?"

"You're seeking death!"

The man in the lead released a fireball the size of a fist, sending it towards Song Qi.

Song Qi was startled and used the long sword he took from the car to block.

The fireball hit the sword, shattering into sparks and quickly disappearing.

The man was also surprised, but he didn't attack again. There were two possibilities: either the fireball had exhausted his abilities, or he was wary.

"Who exactly are you? Put down your weapons, and we can talk properly. Otherwise, you few are no match for us."

A short, stout man next to him chimed in, "Big brother is right. And you girls behind them, if you're willing to come and accompany me, this young master won't mind rewarding you with some food."

"Slap!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit hard on the side of the face by something unknown, his head turning to the side. A red mark that didn't quite look like a handprint rapidly swelled.

Song Qi subconsciously looked at Zhuo Lin.

She stood still, her expression unchanged, as if the incident had nothing to do with her.

In fact, she had been distracted because the system was missing a key character.

Hitting him was also the system's suggestion.

He "liked" a soft and cute girl in their group, thinking she resembled his last liked blind date, both in personality and appearance. It was a case of loving someone because of their association.

"Who, who hit me?"

"Who the hell is playing tricks on me, stand out!"

"Is it you? Is it you! You want to see me make a fool of myself, right? I'll beat you to death!"

Several people were quite far from them and were surrounded in the middle, having made no subtle movements earlier.

So, he vented his anger on his companions.

The group that was just barking like a pack of vicious dogs was now turning on each other, tearing at each other's fur.

Zhuo Lin took a step back, her figure flashing so fast that it was imperceptible. She handed seven of them spiked clubs, saying, "Beat them!"

The young men and women, already filled with righteous anger, gripped the spiked clubs tightly. They charged forward fearlessly, taking advantage of the cover of the trees, and swung the clubs down on the leader.

The man's abilities had clearly awakened not long ago. Now, he could only summon ping-pong ball-sized fireballs, and it consumed a lot of energy. After only two, he started engaging in close combat.

The others had weapons.

But in a narrow path, the brave one wins. The seven of them worked together, their clubs landing with moderate force on the attackers, making them cry out in pain.

The opposing group had crowded too close initially, all squeezed together, so their numerical advantage wasn't obvious. By the time the people on the outer fringe moved forward, those inside were already beaten to the ground and unable to get up.

Soon, the outer individuals were also beaten to the point of tears and surrendered with raised hands.

Although the seven-person combination had sustained some injuries, their morale soared. After their victory, they helped each other back to Zhuo Lin's side, grimacing in pain but still smiling. Su Dan Novel Network

"Miss Xiao, we won!"

"Not bad."