BC Chapter 156

Chapter 155

Yao Jinglin certainly didn’t expect that her strike would solve the man in front of her. She was just thinking that she at least needed to hold him back so that the battle between Jie Min and Xue Yiran wouldn’t be affected. She figured that even if the black-ponytail woman was very powerful, the two of them shouldn’t be completely helpless against a two-on-one situation. After all, anyone who could survive to this point in this kind of situation must be extraordinary.

Her guess was indeed correct. The reason Xue Yiran and Jie Min were able to escape unscathed from the chaos of the Second Base was mainly due to their mutated physiques, but it was also inseparable from their daily habits based on their professions.

As a member of the archery team, Xue Yiran’s hard work in training was self-evident. For people whose career plan was determined to be athletes, life was spent in competitions or in daily, unremitting training. Therefore, their willpower, physical fitness, and adaptability were generally much higher than ordinary people. So when everyone encountered such unexpected events, their survival rate was naturally much higher.

As for Jie Min, before the chaos happened, she was a yoga instructor at a health management company. So among the surviving women, she was not only one of the best-figured but also an outstanding performer in terms of physical strength.

Therefore, at this time, in the process of fighting against You Lan, who was agile, she could still persist without falling behind.

However, compared with You Lan and Ling Yuan, who were used for experiments before the virus outbreak, the virus that Jie Min and Xue Yiran were exposed to was already an iterated version, and the mutation effect on the human body was naturally different. This determined that the combat power of the two sides was inherently different based on mutation.

After being transformed by the virus, You Lan and others directly faced countless fighting training sessions. Moreover, the training targets were not those ordinary zombies wandering slowly on the street, but other experimental subjects who had also mutated successfully. The tragic degree far exceeded those wars full of blood and fire, and was closer to the animal world where the weak are prey to the strong and you die or I live.

In that case, killing someone was not out of any grudges, but simply because one wanted to survive.

And the executioners nurtured in that cruel living environment were now You Lan, Ling Yuan, and Xian Fei.

Although Xue Yiran and Jie Min had also survived several life-and-death situations, the situation of directly confronting zombies was very rare. Compared with the two, the difference was obvious, and it was naturally impossible to really withstand You Lan’s continuous offensive.

Besides, the wound that Yao Jinglin had just inflicted on Ling Yuan was just a little pain at the end of the limb for Ling Yuan. The three of them had long been accustomed to injuries in repeated fights and had developed some immunity to pain.

So, from Yao Jinglin’s perspective, although her knife had indeed hurt the white-clothed man, it had only slightly stalled the opponent’s movements.

Before Yao Jinglin could turn around and adjust her fighting posture, Ling Yuan had already chased after the sliding Yao Jinglin with a reverse slash.

The coldness of the weapon brought out a substantive chill, causing Yao Jinglin to involuntarily break out in goosebumps as it approached her. As if the scythe of the Grim Reaper was chasing her, Yao Jinglin’s years of accumulated sixth sense of crisis was fully activated. She didn’t even need to look back to predict the lethality of this attack, so she didn’t dare to continue acting recklessly like a desperate saburo. Instead, she buried her head and rolled forward, instantly opening the distance from the white-clothed man full of killing intent.

As the saying goes, it was a matter of life and death. Just as Yao Jinglin rolled out, the tip of Ling Yuan’s weapon followed closely like a shadow. Fortunately, Yao Jinglin’s movements were smooth and flowing without any hesitation, which allowed the opponent’s weapon to only slightly touch the corner of her clothes.

Yao Jinglin, who had completely distanced herself from the other party, was still a little frightened. She subconsciously looked at the position of her waist. The two halves of the corner of her clothes silently accused the near-death experience just now. Yao Jinglin knew that if she faced Ling Yuan again, her chances of survival could be said to be less than one in ten. So she looked worriedly in the direction of Xue Yiran and Jie Min, but she happened to see Xue Yiran, who didn’t have much attacking skills, being knocked off the fruit knife in her hand by You Lan with a twist of the stick, and then with another stab, the tip of the stick directly poked Xue Yiran’s fragile ribs, causing her face to turn pale as she staggered back, covering her side ribs and falling to the ground.

Perhaps it was the resistance of Xue Yiran and Jie Min that made You Lan lose her patience. At this moment, her offensive was obviously much more fierce, and she no longer showed mercy to the two of them. After knocking off Xue Yiran’s weapon, she raised the stick and smashed it directly at Xue Yiran, who was sitting on the ground.

In Xue Yiran’s eyes, the shadow of the stick instantly approached, but she had already lost the ability to resist, and even the weapon to block it had already slipped from her hand.

Am I… going to end? Xue Yiran only had time to think of such a sentence in her heart, and even forgot to raise her hand to dodge. The stick fell head-on, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

But the next second, a “bang” collision sounded in Xue Yiran’s ears, but she, who had her eyes closed tightly, didn’t feel any pain.

What? Is death so fast? It’s over before I even feel the pain? Puzzled, she raised her eyebrows and slowly opened her eyes hesitantly, only to see a figure slowly falling towards her. She subconsciously opened her arms to catch it. What came into view was Jie Min’s face with a winding stream of blood gurgling out.

“…Sister Min?” Xue Yiran was stunned. Shouldn’t the one who died be me? Why would Jie Min block in front of me? Why? So many people bully me and bully me, even my own parents always ignore my true thoughts, forcing me to become an athlete I don’t like, not listening to my complaints, not believing that someone hurt me, scolding me for not being able to endure hardship. And you… a stranger who escaped with me in this special situation, met only a few times, said only a few words, and didn’t understand each other at all, but saved me like this, willing to give up your life for me? Why?

Xue Yiran didn’t understand, and she didn’t understand. But her heart was clearly hurting.

Just let me die! Why are you doing this? How dare you?

Jie Min’s eyes stared straight at Xue Yiran’s young face, wanting to raise her hand to touch her for the first and last time, but she was already powerless. She raised her hand halfway and only managed to say “Live… on…” before closing her eyes forever.

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