Rotting Land: Survive

Normally, when someone is held at gunpoint, they would show a state of fear and anxiety.

However, the teenager at the moment didn’t react this way. Whether it was Old Xu’s tension that made him relax, there was no sign of panic in the teenager’s eyes. Instead, there was some anger and frustration.

It seems this kid and the man who was beaten have an unusual relationship!

Old Xu speculated in his mind while steadying the barrel of his gun.

He thought very clearly; at the moment of firing, he would immediately turn the gun around, targeting the thug with a knife behind the boy.

Of course, this required extremely quick reaction speed and a composed mental state.

Because a slightest delay could result in accidentally injuring the teenager or missing the shot.

However, all of this has one prerequisite—that the magazine still has bullets.

Old Xu couldn’t confirm whether Q had any bullets, so he couldn’t take the risk.

After accurately thinking through all the upcoming moves, he took a deep breath.

Seeing Old Xu inhale, Lei Tong quickly prepared himself, knowing his commander was about to act.

But unpredictable events occur, many things always have unexpected twists.

Just as Old Xu and Lei Tong were ready, planning to implement their plan, the man who was beaten to the ground, motionless for a long time, suddenly jumped up as if rejuvenated.

At this moment, the man wasn’t being guarded by anyone, so his lunge easily broke through the thug’s defenses.

Although Old Xu instinctively detected the man’s impact, he didn’t counteract due to the man’s identity.

So with a "bang," Old Xu stumbled backward from the man’s collision.

Lei Tong’s eyes and hands were quick, hurriedly raising his arm to block, but surprisingly, his sturdy body also retreated backward following Old Xu.

"Old Xu, are you alright?"

Standing up, Lei Tong slowly pulled Xu Renjie up from his crouch, but at this moment, if the thugs were observant, they would notice something odd about Old Xu’s left hand.

What did Old Xu do? He seized the opportunity of stumbling, swiftly lifted his trouser leg and pulled out Tiger’s Fang hidden inside.

As for Lei Tong, he also took advantage of the retreating momentum to accurately grab a bamboo chopstick from the cutting board.

Their movements were quick, and with the man’s impact as coverage, the inexperienced thugs were almost entirely distracted by the collision itself, failing to notice the subtle actions of Old Xu and Lei Tong behind the scenes.

With the task complete, Lei and Xu stood up again, Old Xu deliberately feigning clumsiness while retrieving the Q he had dropped on the ground.

The man paid for his "recklessness" as Brother Chao signaled nearby thugs to capture him.

Following orders, the thugs attacked from both sides, forcibly lifting the man off the ground.

Brother Chao didn’t say much; he approached the man, grabbed his hair, and swung a fist into his abdomen.

The force of the punch showed Brother Chao put in all his strength, and upon taking the hit, the man’s face immediately contorted in pain, his body curled downward, letting out a muffled grunt from his throat.

But it must be noted, the man could truly be considered a tough guy, enduring such blows with clenched teeth.

"Hmph! Motherfucker, still tough! Well, let’s see if you can hold on after dealing with him?"

Brother Chao also saw that the teenager was the man’s weakness. As soon as he uttered these words, it immediately stirred the man’s emotions.

Unfortunately, with the man tightly controlled by the guards on either side, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t break free.

"This time, do it quickly, shoot the kid! Do you hear me?"

"Y-yes, I heard!" Obviously, there would be no unexpected interruptions to "execution" this time. Old Xu glanced at the man behind him, revealing a fierce look with his teeth making a grating sound.

He knew the man wanted nothing more than to tear him to shreds.

Rest assured! No matter what happens, I will do my utmost to protect the child.

This was Old Xu’s promise in his heart, also his self-redemption concerning his past at the Yuhuan Gymnasium.

Raising the gun, Old Xu maintained his nervous facade, his trembling hands seeming ready to release the Q weapon at any moment.

Seeing him like this, the thugs all displayed mocking expressions, even relaxing their vigilance a bit.

The opportunity arose when the thug holding a knife behind the teenager stretched lazily to yawn, Old Xu decisively turned the gun and pulled the trigger.

It required precise speed and swift reaction, and Old Xu’s years of military training undoubtedly showed at this moment.

His movements were seamless—transitioning the gun, firing, every step without flaw.

Then, as Old Xu anticipated, the expected explosion did not occur; the firing pin completed its task to no effect, returning to its original position without action.

However, Old Xu had already anticipated this, and upon hearing the empty strike of the firing pin, he immediately changed strategy, delivering a flying kick that knocked Brother Chao flat.

Gathering full strength, he then threw the Q weapon in his hand decisively. Normally, Old Xu would take the hand Q back to the base, given the current scarcity of weapons, having one would enhance the group’s combat effectiveness.

The thugs likely never expected the man before them to launch an attack in front of so many of them.

The gun struck the thug guarding the teenager, accurately hitting him.

When Brother Chao was attacked, the thug instinctively raised his knife to assist.

But unexpectedly, before he could make any additional moves, a swiftly flying black object gave him a direct "kiss."

Yes, the gun hit the thug’s mouth, Old Xu’s vigorous force directly opened a cut on his lip.

The hit thug involuntarily let out a tragic cry, broken teeth scattering with a spray of Blood Sword into the air, and then he clutched his severed front tooth, wailing in pain on the ground.

Old Xu instantly took down two thugs, and while Old Xu was demonstrating a bold move, Lei Tong next to him wasn’t idle either.

The latter almost simultaneous with Old Xu’s action, drew out the chopstick, aiming with precision to jab the tall, thin man’s face holding the gun.

Commonly, chopsticks are for eating, but this inconspicuous little item in Lei Tong’s hand became a deadly weapon.

Under Lei Tong’s forceful thrust, the bamboo chopstick easily pierced the tall, thin man’s eye.

Without surprise, the injured tall, thin man let out a shriek, unimaginable in its tragic sound.

It’s no wonder; eyeballs are fragile things, not to mention being stabbed by hard objects, even a tiny foreign particle entering one’s eye can cause agony.

Thus, under such an assault, the tall, thin man dropped the Q weapon he held. Lei Tong did not bend down to pick it up.

Firstly, time was tight given the numerical advantage of the enemy.

Secondly, the thug’s scream had undoubtedly signaled the zombies outside.

All in all, continuing to fight the thugs in the backroom was unwise; leaving during the chaos was the way forward.