Rotting Land: Survive

As soon as Lei Tong succeeded, Old Xu immediately followed up, bending down and lifting the young boy from the ground with one arm.

Seeing Old Xu snatch the boy, a thug suddenly realized and charged forward with a knife, but Old Xu was not someone to be trifled with. Without turning his head or moving his body, he skillfully flicked the Tiger’s Fang from his wrist.

The sharp Tiger’s Fang glinted coldly as it sliced through the air, directly cutting open the thug’s throat.

Damn, the sudden gaping wound gushed blood, the thug’s twisted face desperately trying to scream, but his shredded throat was incapable of making any sound. He could only wait silently for death to arrive.

"Retreat! Lei Tong!"

On command, Lei Tong turned around, his burly body resembling a fully-powered armored vehicle.

He charged a few steps forward, crashing into the obstructing thugs behind him like barren trees in a forest.

Using the path Lei Tong cleared, Old Xu sprinted outward.

He knew that if they delayed even a little, they would definitely encounter the thugs’ ambush.

Moreover, the thug’s scream must have attracted the Zombies’ attention in the street, so continuing to tremble in the room with the thugs was absolutely suicidal.

But Old Xu wanted to leave, there was one person who resisted.

Who? The young boy, the one Old Xu risked his life to rescue.

Since Old Xu lifted him up, the boy hadn’t been quiet, constantly struggling desperately, his mouth making "gurgle, gurgle" strange noises, clearly not considering Old Xu as an ally.

Busy rushing, Old Xu couldn’t figure out what the boy was muttering, but he knew it was likely related to the man.

But at present, Old Xu was undoubtedly unable to rescue the man, first, the rear hall was narrow, and the thugs numbered many. If a real fight broke out, Old Xu and Lei Tong might not be able to deal with them quickly.

And with Zombies possibly coming at any moment, more entanglement would only worsen the situation.

Secondly, the man’s physical condition really wasn’t suitable for escape. Though Old Xu was reluctant to say it, the latter was indeed quite wretched after being beaten.

To rescue the young boy in his arms, Old Xu truly had no extra ability to assist the injured man out of the rear hall.

They could only save one, a deeply painful choice, especially for a "good person" like Old Xu.

But circumstances forced him to have no options.

"Don’t struggle, do you want to die here!!" As he spoke, Old Xu’s arm exerted a little more force.

His strength was formidable, how could a mere young boy resist?

Just like that, Old Xu relied on brute force to immobilize the boy’s struggles and swiftly ran towards the shop door.

Everything happened very quickly, Lei Tong and Old Xu’s rapid assault left the thugs bewildered and caught off guard.

In just a few seconds, the two of them incapacitated the enemy, driving the arrogant Chao to rage.

"What the hell are you doing standing there? Chase them!" Climbing up from the ground, the pain in his abdomen undoubtedly added to Chao’s hatred for Old Xu.

Listening to Chao’s shout, the still-confused thugs immediately came to their senses.

Right! Damn, there were nine of them, yet they let two useless ones escape, how could they accept that?

No one cared for the unfortunate soul with the slit throat or the lanky one with the exploded eye, the thugs grabbed their weapons and clamored, chasing in the direction Old Xu and Lei Tong fled.

"Chao!" Seeing his comrades leave one by one, the lanky one disregarded his eye injury and quickly stood up to plead for help.

But Chao had no time to listen to his nonsense, directly flicking away the lanky’s arm: "Get the hell out of here, damn it, get out!"

The same team, the same brothers, yet the contrast was immediately apparent.

In Old Xu’s survivor team, no matter who encountered calamity, even when surrounded by thousands of Zombies in the school, everyone worked together and never abandoned each other, rescuing trapped companions.

But looking at the thugs’ side, they hadn’t even started yet, and Chao already abandoned his team, treating injured partners as burdens.

To him, so-called teammates were merely tools he used.

When a tool breaks, the simplest solution is to discard it.

Surely at this moment, the lanky’s heart felt icy cold, he must deeply regret following the man in front of him.

Grabbing a gun, Chao quickly pulled out a bullet magazine from his pocket, reloading, then he too quickly rushed out.

Hearing the pursuers quickly closing in behind, Lei Tong dared not slack off, to save time, he directly kicked open the closed wooden door.

Damn, as he swung his foot, the wooden door let out a piercing scream, then the lock burst apart along with the wood panel.

Lei Tong’s solid frame followed straight through.

With Lei Tong clearing the way, Old Xu’s escape was much easier.

He rushed straight for the entrance, but unexpectedly, danger emerged unexpectedly.

Almost the moment Old Xu stepped out the wooden door, his acute senses suddenly felt a strong wind attacking from his left side.

He didn’t have time to think, years of battle instincts made him react, dodging sideways to the right.

Don’t underestimate this simple dodge, it allowed Old Xu to narrowly escape certain death.

It was a Jumper, the creature heard the unusual sound from the alley, driven by the noise, it rushed over, leaping and bounding.

It originally targeted Lei Tong escaping, but unexpectedly, Old Xu unwittingly crashed into it.

But Old Xu’s response was excellent, where others would face certain doom, Old Xu narrowly avoided it thanks to years of honed battlefield instincts.

Yet nowadays someone’s luck brings another’s misfortune.

A thug chasing later swung his knife to strike, thinking he could seize the opportunity while Old Xu wasn’t watching to take him from behind, but little did he know that his seemingly meritorious strike would mark the beginning of his tragedy.

Old Xu’s dodge caused the thug to lose his target, the knife missed, and under momentum, the thug’s body uncontrollably fell forward.

Logically, this loss of control could be corrected with a slight adjustment to stand firm.

But the problem was that above him, a fierce Jumper was pouncing down.

So with his beautiful hope of meritorious service, the thug missed the target and instead got knocked to the ground by the descending menace.

"Ah!" A scream erupted, followed by a more piercing cry several seconds later.

When Old Xu turned around to look, the Jumper on the ground had already torn a piece of flesh off the thug’s face, savoring it in its mouth.

The thug was bloody and miserable, terrifyingly gruesome, just looking at him you could imagine his agony.

Serves him right! Old Xu felt no pity for the thug’s wretched state, instead, he thought heaven was just, giving those bastards their deserved fate.