Chapter 108: I Killed Someone
Chapter 108: I Killed Someone
Wang Xin’s eyes bulge, a twisted, murderous light flashing in his gaze. At that moment, he truly wants to kill Liu Yuan. Kill her first, and then have his way with Anran. What does it matter? In this world, who would care what he does?
Although Liu Yuan is "cleaner" than Anran, Liu Yuan has been the most vocal in opposing him in the whole community. Wang Xin hates Liu Yuan with a passion. If he doesn’t kill her now, it will never be enough to satisfy his rage.
What kind of emotion is that? It’s something only those living in the end of the world would understand. When a law-abiding citizen is no longer bound by the rules, and the shackles of morality fall away, how evil can they truly become?
Liu Yuan isn’t stupid. She hasn’t fought before, but now that she has, she realizes her strength has increased significantly. As Wang Xin’s hands tighten around her neck, Liu Yuan easily grabs his wrists, prying them off her throat.
At that moment, Anran, still struggling to get up from the floor, wipes the blood from the corner of her mouth. Ignoring the swelling and bruising on her face, she draws the saber from her waist without hesitation. She thrusts the blade into the back of Wang Xin’s head.
The knife goes deep, cutting into his brain. When she pulls it out, hot blood sprays out, splattering Anran’s face.
The blade is too sharp, too heavy. It easily drives through Wang Xin’s skull.
But Anran—she didn’t mean to kill him.
She’s only killed zombies before. She’s used to slashing at their heads, but this is different. She only planned to intimidate Wang Xin with the knife. She never thought it would come to this.
I killed someone... I killed someone...
Anran’s mind goes blank, the words repeating in her head. The realization hits her with a sickening thud. Has she really become a killer?
Similarly, Liu Yuan, still holding Wang Xin’s wrists, looks on in horror. Wang Xin’s body begins twitching violently above her. She’s frozen, unable to comprehend what just happened.
A life—his life—had ended in her and Anran’s hands.
"No, RAnran, we were just defending ourselves... RAnran!" Liu Yuan shakes her head, her face pale, and pushes Wang Xin’s twitching body off her. She’s frantic, muttering, “Call an ambulance. Call an ambulance! Someone, please, help!”
But then, it dawns on her. Is there even such a thing as an ambulance in this world?
Liu Yuan collapses, her nerves fraying as she kneels in the spreading pool of blood. She suddenly throws herself into Anran’s arms, sobbing, "What kind of world is this? Everything is crazy... It’s all gone mad. RAnran... what should we do? What should we do?"
The door to the nursery creaks open slowly. Hengheng, his small body silhouetted in the doorway, stands silently watching the scene. His dark eyes lock on Wang Xin’s lifeless form, who lies in a pool of blood, twitching and gasping.
Liu Yuan, her heart racing, sees Hengheng and quickly runs to him, her hands trembling. She scoops him up, covering his eyes, and carries him back into the nursery.