Law of Turmoil (3)
Law of Turmoil (3)
No time to think.
No room to hesitate.
"Wh-what is this...!?"
"You won't take them off? Want me to do it for you?"
"Wha—what!?"
I lunged the instant she froze in shock.
I threw her down hard, then stripped her slacks off with quick, efficient movements, no wasted motion.
All that practice peeling clothes off Hui-ryeong and Ha-yoon had seriously refined my technique.
"Kyaaah!! Why are you doing this!? Please, I'm begging you...!"
I had no time to explain. No reason to, either.
I yanked my zipper down and drove my rigid cock into her with full force.
Squelch!
That perpetually blissful sensation of breaking through, paired with the sudden clench of vaginal muscles contracting sharply.
At the same moment, I felt an unprecedented surge of strength rushing through my entire body.
"Kya—ah... uh-eh...?"
Kang Ha-rin went rigid, her face blank, like she'd been struck by lightning.
Skewered on me like meat on a spit, her arms and legs just dangled limp.
"Oh, a virgin? Lucky."
I lifted her lightly.
Didn't even need my hands.
Just standing upright was enough to support her completely.
Ha Hui-ryeong, having witnessed this absurd spectacle, stared with her jaw hanging open.
"Eugh... what the hell is that, seriously?"
"I told you, it's a rescue operation. This way I don't even have to help her walk. Two birds with one stone."
"I don't think that's how you use that phrase...."
"More importantly, let's move. We need to catch up with the others."
"R-right...."
And so we headed in the direction Kim Ha-yoon had gone.
-Gyaaaarrrruk!
-Krrrraaah!
Drawn by the commotion up ahead, even more zombies were swarming in.
But that barely mattered.
My body felt light.
My legs moved faster than ever.
Fast enough to keep pace with Ha Hui-ryeong sprinting at full speed without breaking a sweat.
"Ahng! Haaahng! P-please... stop...! Pull it out, please...!"
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
The rougher my stride, the more wildly Kang Ha-rin bounced.
Naturally, our cock and cunt found a rhythm together, scattering clear droplets in equal measure.
"Pregnancy, childbirth, pregnancy, childbirth, pregnancy, childbirth!! Hah! This is the life!!!"
I let out a triumphant yell and kicked off the ground even harder.
Splurt.
And of course, I didn't forget to seize the chaos and sneakily dump a load inside her.
*
"Hahh... hahh...!"
Kang Ha-jun sucked in ragged breaths.
No matter how small and young his siblings were, carrying two of them on his back while running at full speed was brutally demanding.
─ 'Go. Take care of the kids.'
And then there was his sister.
The fact that he'd had no choice but to leave Kang Ha-rin behind hit him with crushing grief.
Why, of all times, did there have to be a rock there? Wasn't it too cruel to call it fate?
Kang Ha-jun swallowed back tears.
"Seriously, none of you know how to drive!? Aren't you all adults!?"
A sharp, ringing voice cut through the air.
The source of the irritated yell was Kim Ha-yoon.
She'd been single-handedly holding off the approaching zombies, and she was panting heavily, clearly running out of steam.
"Ah, well, I can't handle a manual...!"
"Plus, this thing's so old the engine barely even starts...!"
The two men who usually just tailed after Kang Ha-rin were, pathetically, of no real use.
And even that same Kang Ha-rin had been tossed aside the moment things got dangerous.
─ 'Go on. I'll manage your sister somehow.'
The one who'd actually stepped up to save his sister was Old Man, someone they weren't even all that close with.
Those other two had only looked out for themselves, trembling in fear, never once glancing back.
'...Trash.'
Absolutely contemptible bastards.
Kang Ha-jun ground his teeth.
The youngest tugged at his sleeve.
"Oppa... unnie...?"
"She's fine. She's gonna be fine. Just a little longer, and she'll be back smiling like always. Let's just wait a bit. Okay?"
"Okay...."
Even while this was happening, the zombies kept pouring in endlessly.
Kim Ha-yoon was barely holding them back, but as time passed, more and more started slipping through.
-Grarrrrruk...!
Thwack!
Kang Ha-jun kicked away a zombie reaching its hand up onto the truck.
But as soon as he'd kicked one off, another took its place.
"Ha, Ha-yoon...!"
"What!?"
"Instead of holding out here like some siege, wouldn't it be better to just break through and head somewhere else—"
"Haa-yuk! Hahh...! You think I've got the energy left for that!? Holding out is—is all I can do!"
That was when it happened.
Just as Kim Ha-yoon was lashing out in a flare of temper, the sharp-tipped icicles began crumbling away with a crackling hiss.
Only one remained.
She had put up a decent fight on her own, but this was the limit.
She no longer had the stamina to sustain multiple constructs.
"Oh, goddammit...!"
It was a desperate, do-or-die moment.
Crackle...!!
Suddenly, a blue flash lit up the dark underground parking lot.
A familiar color that briefly illuminated the pitch-black underground.
The unmistakable signal that the epitome of arrogance and shamelessness was on his way.
"He's here—they're here. Finally...!"
Kim Ha-yoon's expression brightened as she spotted the blue Thunder intermittently flashing near the entrance.
But her smile didn't last long.
"Find me a driver!"
A man emerged, a wobbly grin on his face.
The face was familiar, but the reason her expression soured was the unfamiliar thing dangling from his upper body.
"Hahng... heuuung..."
A coquettish moan.
And a white liquid dripping down her stripped lower body.
He was fucking a woman in what you'd call a standing carry position, deftly hopping and weaving through the zombies as he came.
"Ugh... haahk... haaaang...!"
Naturally, every time he moved, the woman's moans grew more impassioned.
Skin smacked against skin—slap, slap—obscene wet sounds ringing out.
"...Ah."
Kang Ha-jun could only stare at the sight in disbelief.
It wasn't just the trashy, vulgar spectacle that made him doubt his eyes, but the woman clinging to him, pants stripped off.
The woman he trusted and treasured most.
His family.
Pssshhh.
"Oh, a squirt."
Into that shocked, frozen silence, the man let out a casual, admiring murmur.
Kang Ha-jun's expression crumpled even further.
Was this really happening?
Was this all just a dream?
How could any of this make sense?
No matter how much he rubbed his eyes, nothing changed.
What filled his vision was the cruel, undeniable reality.
The reality that his sister was being filthily violated by a stranger.
His teeth chattered. Blood trickled down from his clenched fist.
Smack!
"Hey! Enough with the nonsense, just drive the damn thing! More of those things are coming after us!"
The moment he reached the truck, a blue flash of lightning burst forth and Ha Hui-ryeong appeared right behind him.
She smacked the back of the man's head without mercy, then filled the gap Kim Ha-yoon had left, scattering Thunder energy forward.
"Ow... that's one rough hand you've got there."
Grumbling under his breath, the man yanked the driver's side door open.
Inside, Song Seok-jin and Moon Hye-min flinched bodily.
The woman they both had feelings for was cradled in his arms.
Despair, jealousy, envy, rage—all sorts of ugly emotions filled their gazes.
"Get out."
"Huh? Y-yes?"
"I said get out. If you can't drive it."
But the instant the steel crowbar was leveled at their faces, they turned into docile lambs and quietly exited the cab.
At their core, they were greedy but equally cowardly opportunists. Swallowing their resentment—'You fucker, just you wait'—they shuffled over to the truck bed.
"Look at the state of your eyes."
Hah, how pathetic.
Muttering to himself, the man climbed into the driver's seat and tried to start the engine.
Drdrdrdr, drdrdrdr.
But for some godforsaken reason, he hit a wall right from the start.
"What the—what is this thing? Don't tell me it's a manual?"
Damn it.
He did have a Class 1 license, but it'd been gathering dust. The best he could manage was an automatic.
"Ah, shit. How'd I used to do this again...."
Something about pressing the clutch and then something else, right...?
Drdrdrdr, screech, rumble-rumble-rumble.
"Oh, it's going, it's going!"
Wracking his brain and wrestling with the controls, he'd finally gotten the engine to turn over.
Screech, clunk-clunk.
But his luck stopped there.
He'd sputtered the engine out again. Fucked it up completely.
"What the hell! Why's it doing this!?"
"Hey, Jjintta! Didn't you just get it started!? Why'd it suddenly just stop!?"
"I don't know! It just died!"
At Ha Hui-ryeong's shout, he frantically shifted gears and worked the clutch again.
But the truck kept dying right away.
In frustration, he slammed the steering wheel—thud.
"Hauhh... look—look here."
That was when it happened.
Kang Ha-rin, still cradled in his arms, forced herself to speak.
"I can drive it. I can. So...! Just—this thing...!"
"What? You can?"
"In this situation, do you think I'd lie...?"
"Well, you've got a point there. But can I actually trust you? You sure about this?"
The absolute motherfucker.
Kang Ha-rin cursed under her breath.
But only for a moment. With red-rimmed eyes, she raised her voice sharply.
"Don't underestimate women...! I can handle a dump truck, so just—move over...!"
"Oh-ho? Swearing at me now too?"
"Just move! If you don't want us all to die, get the hell out right now, you goddamn psycho...!"
When she glared at him pleadingly, eyes blazing, he found himself nodding before he knew it.
Maybe it was because her desperation hit him so clearly. For once, he couldn't just brush her off like before.
He immediately pulled his cock out of her pussy and sat her in the driver's seat.
"Fine, I'll give you what you want. But if you screw this up, I'm using your little siblings as bait. Got it?"
This—this absolute fucking lunatic!
The unbelievably callous addendum made her blood boil, but Kang Ha-rin mustered superhuman patience and endured.
Even while forcing herself to ignore the repulsive sensation of semen seeping from between her thighs.
Now wasn't the time.
Right. Settling scores could wait until everything was over.
Right now, she had rabbit-like siblings to look after.
"Hey, Hui-ryeong! Get on! The woman here says she can drive!"
"Are you fucking kidding me! So you didn't know how!?"
"Well, it's a real crying shame. Anyway, hurry up and get on! Ha-yoon, you ride shotgun and keep an eye on that bitch so she doesn't try anything stupid!"
Ha Hui-ryeong, who had been fending off zombies, flared up in anger for just a moment before leaping onto the truck bed right behind him.
"Huh? Me?"
When Kim Ha-yoon, having been suddenly singled out, questioned him, he pointed to the bumper and continued.
"You're tired, right? So just stick some ice on the front bumper and rest up there."
"Uh... sure. But—attach ice to the bumper?"
"Just make something sharp, like a blade. That'll make it easier to cut through ahead, won't it?"
"...Alright, fine."
It wasn't exactly a command she relished, but she wasn't in a position to be picky. Kim Ha-yoon quietly followed his orders.
She concentrated, forming an image in her mind.
What she envisioned was a crescent-shaped blade of sharp frost.
She affixed it to the front of the truck, then climbed into the passenger seat.
Vrooooom.
At the same time, the truck, which had been stubbornly still, finally started moving.
Just as she'd boasted, Kang Ha-rin handled the Bongo truck with practiced skill.
Crunch, crunch!
Kim Ha-yoon's handiwork took care of any zombies blocking the path ahead.
The moment they made contact, the blade coolly ground them to pieces and carved a road through.
"Ugh, there are seriously so goddamn many of them!"
Ha Hui-ryeong and the man handled the threats attacking from both flanks.
"Hey, Jeong Ji-min! Quit sniveling in the corner and do something to help out!"
"Huuuuk... huh-up... M-me...? But—hwaaaaang! Mommyyy...!!"
"Ugh, that bitch is seriously...!"
An agitated Ha Hui-ryeong lashed out in frustration, but it was, of course, hopeless.
The woman just sobbed even louder from her corner.
"Hey, we actually made it out to the surface, so how the hell are there even more of them!?"
"Well, what do you expect? All the noise must've drawn them in."
"Thanks for the calm analysis, asshole!"
Crackle!
A pale blue thunderbolt swept across the area.
A whole mass of zombies surrounding them went silent, but there were still far more charging in to take their place.
The truck had already cleared the apartment building entrance.
The constant rattling and jolting testified to some seriously rough driving, but the fact that they hadn't flipped yet confirmed her skills were genuinely top-notch.
When she nimbly dodged a huge mutant variant with a flick of the wheel, even he couldn't help but admire it.
The only problem was they still weren't picking up speed.
Yeah, it was too slow.
For being in a vehicle, it was moving a lot slower than expected.
"Hey! Can't you go any faster!?"
He banged on the back of the cab, shouting, and Kang Ha-rin shouted back at max volume.
"This is the best I can do! It's so damn old I can't even get proper acceleration no matter how hard I step on it...!"
"That so? Then would losing some weight help?"
"Huh? What did you say?"
Kang Ha-rin asked again, but he didn't answer.
Instead, he turned to look at the people riding in the truck bed.
Ha Hui-ryeong, Jeong Ji-min, Kang Ha-jun... plus the Squirts and two nameless men.
...Huh. More of them than I thought.
After mulling it over, a breakthrough idea struck him.
If the thing won't go forward.
Then wouldn't it be common sense to try lightening the load first?
His gaze finally settled on the two most cumbersome men.