Chapter Eighteen: Vengeful Zombies, Night of Carnage!
“Are you looking for death?!”
Qin Feng, already consumed by overwhelming hatred and fury, could not endure the woman’s provocation.
With sharp claws extended, he grabbed the woman’s throat and lifted her up.
He opened his corpse-like mouth.
Two fangs, about four or five centimeters long, pierced directly through her neck.
“Gag… gag gag…”
The woman’s face was filled with terror as she choked out strangled sounds.
Her hands and feet flailed desperately, pounding and kicking.
But all attempts were in vain.
She could not harm Qin Feng in the slightest.
Nor could she break free from Qin Feng’s iron-like grasp.
“Crash!”
After draining the woman’s blood, Qin Feng threw her lifeless body into the pool.
This shocking scene drew the attention of many.
When they saw the woman floating face-up, her body shriveled and her face frozen in terror, everyone screamed in horror.
“Ahhh!!”
“She’s dead! She’s dead!!”
“Call the police, quick!!!”
“Murder! Murder!!”
The gathering instantly descended into chaos.
Li Bufan, a stout man with a round, flushed face, held Liu Xue’s waist tightly, his brows furrowed deeply.
He recognized the woman.
Before hooking up with Liu Xue, she was his favorite courtesan.
Unfortunately, Liu Xue was quite skilled, especially with her words.
So he soon discarded this woman.
Just moments ago, she was still in the pool—how did she suddenly die?
And in such a horrifying, unnatural way, as if something had sucked her dry.
“Thud!”
Suddenly, heavy footsteps echoed, causing everyone’s hearts to tremble.
They all turned toward the sound.
A figure appeared—a zombie dressed in Taoist robes, hair disheveled, green-faced with fangs.
It leapt several meters forward in one bound.
Its speed was astonishing, nothing like the mere one or two meters shown in movies.
Such speed and distance would even outpace Usain Bolt.
Ordinary people could never outrun it.
“Z-zombie…”
“Is that… a zombie?!”
“Oh my god, a zombie!!”
“There’s a zombie… Run! Run for your lives!!”
“Help! Somebody, please help me! My legs won’t move!”
Everyone was terrified, their spirits shattered.
Several privileged young men scrambled to their feet and fled, some without even putting on their clothes.
In an instant, the once lively rooftop was left with only Li Bufan, Liu Xue, and fifteen bodyguards rushing in.
They lined up shoulder to shoulder, breathing steadily, strong and sturdy, tightly protecting Li Bufan and Liu Xue.
“Is this really… a zombie?” Li Bufan said, pale and trembling.
“It… it seems real…” Liu Xue’s delicate body trembled, her face drained of color.
“It’s coming… It’s coming! Stop it!!” Li Bufan shouted in panic at Qin Feng, who leapt high into the air.
“Charge!” one bodyguard barked.
Fifteen of them drew electric batons and surged forward.
These were elite security personnel, trained by harsh masters.
No ordinary four or five people could get near them.
A single zombie, though terrifying in appearance, might still be dealt with.
No need to kill it—just capture it.
If they could catch a zombie alive and sell it to a research institute, they might make a fortune.
“Ho!”
Qin Feng landed, exhaling a breath of corpse energy.
His hands formed claws, ten sharp nails gleaming menacingly under the moonlight.
The fifteen surrounded Qin Feng, glancing at each other nervously, none daring to strike first.
It was impossible not to be nervous—this was a legendary zombie.
“Die!”
One of them lost his nerve and swung an electric baton at Qin Feng’s head.
As he moved, the other fourteen followed suit.
But to Qin Feng’s eyes, their speed was sluggish.
Their attacks were riddled with flaws.
Though not yet a grandmaster, Qin Feng’s martial arts were advanced enough to spot these weaknesses at a glance.
Instantly, Qin Feng’s hands became claws.
One claw shot out, catching the incoming baton like lightning.
“Zzzz!”
A powerful electric current coursed through his arm.
The current that could stun ordinary humans only made Qin Feng’s skin tingle pleasantly.
Despite the pleasant sensation, Qin Feng’s left hand did not hold back.
“Pshhh!”
His sharp claws tore five deep scratches into the man’s chest, exposing his heart.
“Ahhh!!”
The man screamed in agony as blood trickled from the wounds.
Qin Feng spun around and slashed with his other claw.
“Pshhh!!”
Another man’s heart was pierced.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
“Zzzz!”
The others attacked simultaneously.
Their electric batons struck Qin Feng’s head, arms, back, and legs.
But none managed to harm him at all.
His whole body trembled.
“Bang!!”
A surge of corpse energy exploded outward, knocking the men several meters back.
Then, leaping forward, Qin Feng landed in front of a bodyguard.
His claws pierced the man’s skull easily.
Grabbing the crown of his head, he lifted him up.
With a flick, “Bang!”
The corpse flew through the air, hitting two other bodyguards.
“Die!!!”
A burly bodyguard suddenly brandished a large machete, roaring as he swung at Qin Feng’s head.
“Clang!!!”
The blade bent instantly.
The tremendous recoil split the man’s thumb, and the machete flew from his hand.
Frozen in terror, he forgot all about the pain.
This was unbelievable.
The blade had bent—and yet it hadn’t harmed the zombie in the slightest.
“Whoosh!!”
Qin Feng flicked his right hand.
His fingernails, sharp as blades, slashed the man’s throat.
The bloodbath was one-sided and relentless.
Qin Feng, like a god of death returned from hell, reaped the lives of the bodyguards one by one.
In less than half a minute, all fifteen lay in pools of blood.
Qin Feng stepped forward, feeding on them one after another.
“Ho!”
The woman who had been bitten earlier had turned into a zombie, now hopping in the pool.
Surprisingly, after turning undead, her figure was even more alluring—curves like a perfectly ripe peach.
Whether this peach was edible remained unknown.
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