”…” Si Nan turned away, saying: “Right?” Zhou Rong slightly lowered his head, persistently asking: “What?”
”…Just friends, right?” Zhou Rong was almost pressed against Si Nan’s face. “Is that so?” Zhou Rong said slowly, “But I feel like you’re avoiding me, not wanting to talk, driving two cars, not even biting my ear…”
” Si Nan felt the breath from his words brush against his cheek, involuntarily leaning back slightly. But Zhou Rong immediately moved closer again, his thin lips curving: “Or is it that now you know I’m an Alpha, you’re afraid I’ll hit on you?” Si Nan was leaning back, unable to retreat further, and could only turn to face him directly. At this distance, if Zhou Rong lowered his head, their lips would touch. ”I’m saying,” Si Nan lowered his eyelashes, slowly: “If I were an Alpha, who knows who might hit on whom. Maybe I’d be the one hitting on you.” Zhou Rong burst out laughing. ”Comrade Si, having ambition is good…” Zhou Rong pressed his head close, laughing almost breathlessly: “But bro thinks—” Si Nan struggled but couldn’t break free. Zhou Rong kissed his hair, watching him with a smile: “Good, bro will wait for you. Go back, don’t keep your girlfriend waiting too long.” Before Si Nan could react, Zhou Rong had already let go and strode back the way he came. ”…” An indescribable feeling surged again in his heart. Si Nan couldn’t explain what it was. After a moment of daze, he suddenly remembered and turned to shout: “I said she likes Yan Hao—!” Zhou Rong’s back stumbled. “
Si Nan watched his figure disappear into the night, only retracting his gaze when he could no longer see him.
Having let go of a strong laborer, Si Nan felt somewhat melancholic, turning to walk slowly towards the rear garage. It was already 9:30 pm. The distant fertilizer factory workers’ dormitory gradually quieted down. People had ended another day of trembling in the apocalypse; under the ginkgo tree’s shadow, the rear garage was pitch black, with an inconspicuous gap between the iron gates.
Immediately, a thud came from the garage, and a sharp female voice screamed: “Help—! Mmph…” Struggles, heavy breathing, and low curses erupted simultaneously. Si Nan instantly drew a dagger from his thigh, kicked open the door, and saw a burly man pinning Wu Xinyan in the darkness, cursing incoherently, who turned at the sound.
“Who’s there? Mind your own business! Get out of the way, just gonna…”
“Been waiting for you,” Si Nan said. The Alpha bodyguard named Wan hadn’t yet understood the meaning of those three words when he felt his throat tighten, gripped by an iron-like force by the collar, and then his body went weightless. By the time he realized he was flying backward, it was too late.
”Ahhh—” The bodyguard’s back slammed into the ground, unable to get up before being pinned to the ground by a foot, followed by: “Crack!” That foot broke his ribs, and the bodyguard’s miserable scream pierced the sky.
Behind him, Chun Cao, Ding Shi, and Guo Weixiang stood with heavy machine guns and assault rifles, coldly watching the people from the Feng family.
In the suffocating silence, Zhou Rong walked down the stairs step by step, asking in a low voice: “What’s going on?”
The heavy machine guns from the special forces armory and the police-issued guns stolen midway were not on the same level of deterrence. The Feng family’s bodyguards instantly fell silent, reluctantly retreating and forming a protective circle around Feng Wentai.
The bodyguard named Wan Bin on the open ground continued to twitch, blood flowing from multiple wounds and pooling on the ground.
“Captain Zhou,” Feng Wentai said with barely contained anger, “Your men actually dared…”
Zhou Rong said flatly, “I’m not asking you. Si Nan, give me an explanation.”
But Si Nan seemed not to hear him, only staring at the continuously convulsing Wan Bin, with a gaze that was chilling – cruel and indifferent, as if the person writhing at his feet was not human.
This gaze was completely different from his usual self. If observed carefully, it was like the shadowy side of a strange soul, struggling to awaken from its shell.
At least among the many people present, only Zhou Rong noticed it.
For some reason, Si Nan’s state made Zhou Rong’s heart tighten, and he called out in a low voice: “Si Nan!”
“He… he kept harassing me…” Wu Xinyan’s voice, choked with tears, rang out, and many people turned to look at her.
“He was following me before we left, saying he wanted to be friends with me. Fortunately, Brother Si Nan helped me find a hiding place, but he was still tracked down… Tonight he came to force himself on me. When I shouted for help, Brother Si Nan came to my aid… He had a gun hidden and almost killed us. He even said he originally planned to drag me out to feed zombies after…”
The crowd erupted in discussion, with buzzing voices rising.
Zhou Rong said coldly, “Boss Feng, do you have anything else to say?”
“Can we believe a one-sided story?” Feng Wentai immediately retorted harshly: “She herself said Wan Bin wanted to be friends with her. Who knows if she agreed and then hooked up with outsiders for a setup?”
Wu Xinyan shouted, “I did not!”
“You didn’t?” Feng Wentai sneered back, “If you didn’t, why did Wan Bin harass you specifically and not others?”
“I…”
“So many women, but he’s only after you. I think you must have seduced Wan Bin first.”
“You’re talking nonsense!”
“Whether it’s nonsense or the truth, you know in your heart.”
“Put down the gun,” Zhou Rong said word by word, with the assault rifle pointed at Feng Wentai.
Lu Hui was bleeding profusely, rolling in pain on the ground. The other three special forces soldiers had their heavy machine guns aimed at Feng family’s bodyguards, safeties off and fingers on the triggers.
“I’ll count to three. Put down your guns, and no one will die,” Zhou Rong’s gaze swept across the bodyguards’ faces, slowly saying: “But whoever fires first, you’ll all die. I guarantee you’ll die worse than a pile of meat.”
“One…” “Two…”
Before “three” could be spoken, the frontmost bodyguard trembled and placed his handgun on the ground with a click.
Where one surrendered, the others followed, the remaining two bodyguards shaking as they threw their handguns by their feet.
Zhou Rong said: “Kick them over.”
The three pushed the handguns to the central open space. Zhou Rong gestured behind him: “Chun Cao.”
The young girl slung her assault rifle across her back, stepped forward, picked up the handguns, and removed all bullets, storing them in her military dress pocket.
The tense atmosphere dissipated. Men in the corridor nervously opened doors, women peeking out, anxiously watching the open space.
Guo Weixiang and Ding Shi still had their guns trained on Feng’s people, but Zhou Rong threw down his assault rifle, raising his empty hands, turning to face the civilians, his stern gaze sweeping across every anxious face.
Zhou Rong met his gaze, suddenly feeling an extremely strange sensation, with subconscious fragments flashing through his mind:
“Capture target possesses a potentially antisocial personality, extremely destructive, charged with multiple first-degree murder…”
Zhou Rong shivered extremely subtly.
“Captain Zhou,” suddenly Dr. Zheng hurried forward.
Zhou Rong turned back, seeing Dr. Zheng’s face had changed, his forehead covered in cold sweat, softly saying: “That pregnant woman Wang Wen… was just startled by the gunshots and is going into premature labor…”
“
According to Zhou Rong’s own words, when he was young he feared nothing, would kill gods and buddhas, and was ready to bomb a terrorist’s tank cannon with a grenade in hand.
But he had indeed never seen a woman in difficult childbirth.
