Chapter 152: Chapter 152: The Last Day Tycoon (17)
The base’s lighting system didn’t cover the entire base; some secluded alleys were pitch-black.

A weak figure hurriedly approached, and far behind that silhouette, two figures loomed.

Clearly terrified, the person in front started to run frantically without choosing a path.

Blind to the road, they tripped over the uneven ground, lost their balance, and fell face-first to the floor.

The fallen person instinctively looked up and in the faint light saw someone standing there, holding what looked like a piece of ragged cloth.

She slowly turned her head to look this way, and in the moment when the demon seemed to reveal its true face, a suffocating fear spread.

“Ah…”

The brief cry was cut short as the person catching up covered their mouth.

“Hey, little sister, don’t shout, don’t shout, soon you’ll be screaming in pleasure for your brother!”

A voice filled with malice followed.

“Mmm…” The girl with her mouth covered once again looked towards the place she had seen before, but there was nothing there.

The dead-end wall, the silent alley, an endless darkness.

As if what she saw earlier had been an illusion.

“Good girl, make your brother feel good.”

The two men hastily ripped at the girl’s clothes—her mouth covered, limbs pinned down, her tearful eyes full of despair.

Rip—

The sound of clothing tearing apart was like the opening music of terror.

The vulnerability of being exposed to the air and the revulsion from the men’s touch deepened the girl’s despair.

Just as a man was about to tear off her pants, the pressure on her suddenly loosened.

“Who’s there!” one of the men shouted into the darkness.

Lying on the ground, the girl could see that direction clearly.

A slender figure emerged from the dark alley.

The faint sound of footsteps grew closer.

The weak light outlined the silhouette of the girl, making it clear that she was female.

She stood a few meters away, hands casually in her pockets, seemingly looking over nonchalantly.

“Hey, my luck’s really good today, it’s a girl,” the man pressing down on the girl gave his accomplice a look.

His partner chuckled maliciously, rubbing his hands as he advanced: “Didn’t anyone tell you not to come to places like this alone? It’s dangerous.”

“Hmm.”

A crisp voice like a pearl dropping on a jade plate sliced through the darkness.

It made one long to see the owner of that voice and marvel at her astounding beauty.

“You’re in the way.”

“In the way?” Laughing heartily, the second man approached: “Then beg me, and I’ll let you pass, sister.”

“I don’t have a brother.”

“…Hahaha, you will soon.” The second man moved closer, reaching out to touch her.

Click—

The second man’s wrist was seized and twisted outward, a cold voice rang out: “There won’t be.”

Nonsense!

You’re not worthy to be my brother!

“Damn!”

The second man cried out in pain, activating his Special Ability, and flames swept toward Chuzheng.

In the brief illumination from the flames, the second man saw the girl’s face clearly.

Her long hair draped over her shoulders, her skin was pale, like mutton-fat jade, delicate and moist with a sheen to it.

Her eyes, aloof and indifferent, rested somewhere in the void, looking at nobody, as if she didn’t regard them as worthy of attention.

An icy chill surrounded the girl.

Like the snow on a mountain, cold and refined, yet like fog in the morning, elusive.

The second man was clearly stunned.

So beautiful!

But as this thought flashed through his mind, an abrupt chill rose on his back.

The wrist that the girl was holding felt as if ice was climbing up, freezing his arm in place.

The spark that had just emerged flickered once before vanishing.

“Ah!”

A man’s scream echoed in the dark.

The girl stood with her finger raised, her cold eyes fixing on him, “Stop yelling, it’s annoying.”

A wave of terror engulfed him, and the man felt as if his throat was being choked, rendering him unable to make another sound.

Man A watched, wide-eyed as Man B seemed to scatter in the wind, disappearing before his very eyes.

There was a dust that drifted past.

What this powder was, Man A knew without needing to be told.

He tumbled off the girl he had pinned down, as if he had seen something horrifying, scrambling on hands and feet, he sprinted out of the alley.

Chuzheng didn’t chase after him, but bent down to pick up an article of clothing and threw it onto the girl lying on the ground.

The girl suddenly snapped back to reality, wrapped herself up, shivering violently.

Chuzheng passed by her with an indifferent expression.

Terror laid bare in the girl’s eyes, uncertain if it was directed at her or the events that had just transpired.

The man had vanished right in front of her…

As Chuzheng walked further away, the girl twisted her head, surveying her surroundings, and finally bit her lip.

“Wait… wait a moment.” Chuzheng had walked a distance when the girl’s voice, fragile like a frightened deer, reached her, “Can you… can you take me back home? I’ll reward you.”

In her state, there was no way she could make it back to where she lived.

Men like the one from before were countless in this base.

The girl knew that Chuzheng might not be safe either, but she was a girl like herself, she had sort of saved her, maybe…

What if she had guessed right?

Chuzheng just glanced back at her without a word, but the girl already got up and ran towards her.

“I will give you a lot of reward, really, just as long as you take me back home,” the girl pleaded with a quivering body, “Please.”

Chuzheng preferred not to meddle in other people’s business and kept walking silently.

The girl hesitated upon seeing that Chuzheng gave no response.

But the oppressive darkness urged her to quickly follow.

The girl had no choice but to chase after her by instinct.

Chuzheng led the way, with the girl trailing behind, just half a meter apart.

The girl wanted to speak to Chuzheng, yet she didn’t know what to say.

After what felt like an eternity, the silence began to be replaced by the noise of voices, arguments, and strange knocking sounds.

The night market was up ahead.

“My name is Fang Yu.” The girl mustered up the courage, followed Chuzheng into the clamor, stepping into the din, it was as if she walked from hell back to the living world.

Fang Yu composed herself and spoke cautiously, “About that man just now…”

“He’s dead.”

Tears still clinging to her eyelashes, Fang Yu was taken aback by Chuzheng’s response.

It wasn’t so much the answer itself that surprised her, but the fact that she thought this person would not talk to her at all…

“Was it… ‘Special Ability’?” He hadn’t even seen the man’s body.

Fang Yu’s thoughts turned to Special Ability, and it didn’t seem far-fetched.

Chuzheng fell silent once again.

Talking was so tiring.

She had just dealt with two who were following her and had incidentally killed a piece of scum who attempted to defile a virgin and had gotten in her way.

She felt quite amazing about herself.

But it was so tiring, so bothersome.

The surrounding crowd energized Fang Yu, and she began to chat up Chuzheng.

Chuzheng just listened to her ramble on, having already grasped her basic information.

Fang Yu, eighteen years old, the daughter of some high-ranking official in the base, had left home after an argument with her father, not expecting to get lost, and realizing she was being followed, she had panicked and run to an even more secluded area.

So, this tells us all.

In any situation, don’t rush into unfamiliar places on impulse.

Danger won’t stop because of your rashness and ignorance.

Criminals won’t show sympathy because you are weak and pitiful.