Rotting Land: Survive

The moment "Wang Qiang" was uttered from Yang Xue’s mouth, Liu Yunpeng’s mind went blank with a "buzz," and he slowly turned his head with dullness: "Wang..."

"Ah!" Without any nonsense, Wang Qiang rushed inside the room and immediately understood everything at the sight of Liu and Yang’s intimate posture.

At once, he crazily dove towards Liu Yunpeng, who was still lying on Yang Xue. Due to inertia, both of them rolled off the bed, with Wang Qiang landing atop the latter.

Perhaps the pain from his back hitting the ground snapped Liu Yunpeng out of his dazed state. He looked at Wang Qiang, who was furious enough to devour him, and explained with trembling voice: "Misunderstanding... It’s all a misunderstanding, Wang... Wang Qiang, no, it’s not what you saw... that..."

"Damn you!"

"Bang, bang!" Wang Qiang used both fists, making Liu Yunpeng howl in agony and scream randomly.

"Help, help, don’t hit me!"

At this moment, Wang Qiang’s ears couldn’t hear any sound at all; the impact of what he saw and heard a few seconds ago had undoubtedly shattered him. His heart broke at that instant, and violent emotions filled his entire being.

The seed of hatred drove him to keep swinging his fists. He now resembled a bull that had lost its mind, and Liu Yunpeng beneath him was like the red cloth that enraged him. If he couldn’t completely tear this red cloth apart, he would forever live in this frenzy.

"Ah! Ugh!" Liu Yunpeng desperately protected his head, although feeling his arms about to shatter. He didn’t dare to move an inch. He had thought of resisting, but his frail body stood no chance against Wang Qiang in his fury.

Apart from screaming with all his might to alleviate his pain, he could only pray that someone would soon hear his cries for help and remove this Demon God from his body.

"Wang Qiang, stop!" Yang Xue finally snapped out of her initial shock from on the bed. She was well aware of what the scene with Liu Yunpeng on the bed meant to Wang Qiang.

But now she couldn’t worry about anything else. If she couldn’t stop Wang Qiang from continuing his violence, it might end in someone’s death. If the situation reached the point of death, she didn’t dare to think further.

Yang Xue’s shouting apparently didn’t have much effect. Wang Qiang’s punches didn’t show any sign of stopping, unlike Liu Yunpeng, who seemed to grasp onto a lifeline upon hearing Yang Xue’s persuasion and desperately shouted for help: "Xiaoxue, quickly... go and get someone to move this mad dog off me. Otherwise, I’m... I’m going to be beaten to death."

These words from Liu Yunpeng made Yang Xue anxious and heartbroken upon seeing her ex-boyfriend being beaten like a dead pig.

But to go out and enlist help was something she absolutely couldn’t do. After all, what had happened in her room was ultimately shameful.

Put simply, she and Liu Yunpeng were in the wrong, and although she understood that the truth would eventually come out, she absolutely couldn’t bring herself to do it now.

"Xuexue, what are you waiting for? I’m damn near getting beaten to death, think of something quickly!"

The situation had escalated to an uncontrollable point. With Wang Qiang’s increasing strength, Liu Yunpeng’s cries were growing weaker with each blow.

The change in his screams was clear to Yang Xue, but she felt helpless amidst her heartache.

"What do I do, what do I do!" Yang Xue tried to use her strength to move Wang Qiang off Liu Yunpeng, but how could Wang Qiang in his furious state be shaken by a mere woman?

In a moment of ultimate desperation, she looked around the room and finally focused on the glass cup placed by her bedside.

"You scoundrel, I told you to stop!"

"Stop!"

Old Xu was too late; his shout couldn’t stop Yang Xue’s forceful blow.

"Crash!" A crisp sound of breaking glass, Wang Qiang only felt a chill at the end of his brow. He dazedly touched it, brought it before his eyes, and saw blood.

Taking advantage of Wang Qiang’s moment of surprise, Liu Yunpeng slipped away like an eel.

Yang Xue looked at the bleeding Wang Qiang, and was struck dumb, unable to speak. She was frightened, for the first time in her life feeling a chill of fear like a strong boy.

"Why? Why do this? Why are you treating me like this?" Wang Qiang’s roar stunned everyone present.

"You... you shout at me? You... did you enter my room with my permission?" Yang Xue forced herself to respond. After all, it concerned her dignity. She didn’t want her shady affairs known to others, or how could she live in the villa afterward?

Wang Qiang felt a sharp pain in his chest and instinctively covered it, scaring Old Xu into rushing forward and asking with concern; "Qiang, are you alright?"

Wang Qiang ignored him, focusing solely on Yang Xue, his eyes filled with tears. He pointed with red and swollen hands in a trembling manner at Liu Yunpeng, who was hiding by the bed, questioning: "You... you say I entered your room without permission? Then... what did that scoundrel want to do to you? Did he want to rape you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who says Yunpeng wanted to rape me? How can you falsely accuse like this!"

Liu Yunpeng knew this was a big matter, and if it broke out, even his father would struggle to cover for him. So he was determined to distance himself from it, shamelessly lying: "Xiao... Xiao Wang, I... I know you don’t really like me, but you... you can’t insult me like this. Xiao Xue and I are innocent."

"You... you!" Wang Qiang’s chest rose and fell like a bellows, eventually letting out a tragic scream, "Ah!", and then collapsed on the ground bleeding.

"Xiao Zhang! Come quickly, what’s wrong with Xiao Wang?"

"Captain, Qiang is suffering from a rush of blood due to anger and excessive blood loss; he’s fainted." Xiao Zhang quickly diagnosed, calling out to Lei Tong and Hu Yu who had just arrived: "Hurry and carry Xiao Wang to my room; I need to treat him immediately."

"Captain, what’s wrong with Qiang?"

"Don’t ask much; just do as Xiao Zhang says and carry Qiang down for treatment."

Liu Fugui entered the room and sensed the gravity of the situation. After scanning the room, he had a rough guess of what happened in his mind; his precious son had caused trouble again. Judging by the people present, the chaos he stirred up this time wouldn’t be easily resolved.

He pretended to be calm and asked: "Captain Xu, what’s... what’s happened here?" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations or monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)