Chapter 63 – When the Kitchen Knife Strikes, Is There a Burst?

No matter who was attacking the Zombies, they certainly weren’t here just to rid the world of evil. The only valuable thing in this Construction Site was that residential building, where Ling Mo had hidden some supplies. The other party’s target was likely there as well.

Encountering another Survivor in the Apocalypse wasn’t necessarily a good thing. Ling Mo approached the building cautiously, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual outside, he slipped in silently.

As soon as he reached the second floor, Ling Mo heard the laughter of several men. Fortunately, it sounded like they had only come to the second floor, probably to take shelter from the rain. This meant the supplies hidden on the third floor were likely still undiscovered.

But the laughter in his ears was particularly jarring!

“Hahaha, DaLao, you won’t kill her, right?”

“Don’t overdo it, man! We haven’t had our turn yet!”

A man’s voice, heavy with rough breaths, rang out the loudest: “What’s the rush! With me around, are you worried there won’t be women throwing themselves at you? Damn, this woman is hot, way better than the last one…”

As he said the last sentence, his voice rose sharply, and amidst the men’s laughter, a woman’s scream could be heard.

Her mouth was probably covered, making the sound somewhat muffled, but even so, her pain was unmistakable.

“Why the hell are you crying! I know women like you looked down on people like us before, but now, you better please me well, or I’ll cut you up and feed you to the Zombies piece by piece!”

“Haha, DaLao, you’re scaring her to death.”

“Don’t really kill her, beautiful women like this are hard to find!”

“What’s there to be afraid of! It’s rare to have such a good time, especially with the rain keeping the Zombies away. Hahaha…”

Ling Mo’s expression turned grim, but his steps didn’t falter. He continued to move quietly up the stairs.

Originally, Ling Mo had planned just to drive these people away. But now, hearing this group abusing a woman, his grip on the Short Knife tightened, and a flash of killing intent appeared in his eyes.

Indeed, in the Apocalypse, most women could be considered a vulnerable group. In a world where order has collapsed, those with power naturally have the right to more resources, including women who choose to depend on others for survival.

But Ling Mo felt a deep-seated disgust for those who abused women in this way.

Just because there was no order didn’t mean people had to become animals!

“Damn it, you guys have been playing for so long and still aren’t done.”

A man leaned against the stairs on the third floor, a thin stick dangling from his mouth, and a Kitchen Knife in his hand. He looked irritable… listening to the noises coming from inside, a bulge had long appeared in his crotch.

“Someone come switch with me! Damn, I’m the only one standing here in the cold, not a single Zombie in sight with this rain, what’s there to be afraid of…”

As he turned to shout down the hallway, a figure suddenly rushed up from the stairway corner. In the instant he turned his head, a Short Knife was thrust directly into his throat, pinning him to the wall.

His limbs went limp, and the Kitchen Knife fell from his hand, which Ling Mo swiftly caught.

Staring into the man’s wide eyes filled with terror and despair, Ling Mo quickly pulled out the Short Knife while grabbing the man’s arm, gently lowering him to the ground.

Blood poured from his mouth, and a large pool of blood spread from the wound in his hindbrain. Though his body still twitched slightly, he was already dead.

The entire process was silent, not alerting anyone else.

Meanwhile, in a filthy room on the second floor, a Bald Man was pressing a naked woman onto a broken spring bed, thrusting his large body with force.

In the room, four other men were cheering him on with great enthusiasm.

When Ling Mo appeared, the Bald Man had just climbed off the woman, and another man eagerly jumped on her.

“I heard that idiot yelling for a while. Someone go switch with him, let him have some fun too,” the Bald Man said while pulling up his pants.

However, as he turned his head, he saw a thin figure standing at the doorway.

“Swish!”

A cold gleam, carrying fierce momentum, shot towards the man who had just climbed onto the woman. Completely unaware of the danger behind him, he had just positioned himself for pleasure when he suddenly felt excruciating pain from his rear. With a scream, he fell off the bed.

The sudden turn of events left everyone in the room stunned!

The gleaming Kitchen Knife had nearly split the man’s buttocks in two, the sheer force of it astonishing everyone.

Thanks to several enhancements, Ling Mo’s physical strength, although not significantly noticeable, was much greater than that of an average person.

The man, though not dead from the buttock injury, lay on the ground twitching and screaming in agony.

The first to recover was the Bald Man. He grabbed an axe from beside the bed, his eyes widening in rage as he fixed his gaze on Ling Mo standing at the door.

From Ling Mo’s appearance, he seemed like just an ordinary young man. But his ruthless methods and the unhidden killing intent in his eyes made the Bald Man feel very apprehensive!

“Who the hell are you?” The Bald Man took a half-step back, increasing the distance between himself and Ling Mo. “Damn it, are you crazy? You come in and start killing my men?”

Judging by his expression, it was clear he had no idea Ling Mo’s actions were because of the abused woman.

The reason was simple. To this group, women were merely tools for their pleasure. In their eyes, this was a self-evident truth.

But Ling Mo didn’t think so, especially since he had two girls with him.

Hearing the Bald Man’s angry shout, Ling Mo didn’t respond. He simply gazed coldly at the group of beasts in the room, his eyes finally resting on the woman.

Upon seeing her condition, Ling Mo’s jaw clenched tightly.

She was quite attractive and had a good figure, but under the torment of these beast, she was almost at death’s door.

To satisfy their twisted pleasure, these men had made numerous small cuts on her body, turning her into a bloody mess. Her hands were bound together and tied to the headboard of the spring bed. All her fingernails had been pulled out, causing blood to flow profusely. Her mouth was gagged with a suspiciously colored, foul-smelling sock. Although she was still making muffled cries, her voice was weak, indicating that she was likely more out of breath than breathing in.

“Who the hell are you!” The Bald Man shouted, feeling that the young man before him was very dangerous. But as the leader of this group, he had to put on a brave front and roar.

Sure enough, his powerful shout snapped the other three men back to their senses. They weren’t fools. Seeing Ling Mo holding a blood-stained Short Knife, their eyes became vigilant, and they each picked up their discarded weapons.

Ling Mo seemed to completely ignore their actions, but this didn’t reassure the Bald Man and his gang. Instead, it sent a chill down their spines!