12 Rescues

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Rong Xianxian took off her loose jacket, put on a small energy-saving headlamp, donned a neat and sturdy set of outdoor gear, grabbed her baton and curved knife, then thought for a moment and also took a Dongting wooden sword. Opening the door, she saw Wang Lin and the others crowded around the security door, fiddling with it.

Outside, someone shouted anxiously, “Hurry up and open the door, Ren Tian, do you hear me? The monsters are almost here.”

Xia Kai called out anxiously, “Why are you shouting? We’re trying to open this door, but it won’t budge!”

“This door is locked by me with a key; without the key, it won’t open,” Rong Xianxian said, eyeing them.

“Sister Rong,” the group looked uneasy when they saw her come out. Given their hearing, they could tell the situation outside was grim. If they opened the door, the monsters might come in too. They still held their earlier weapons—broken electric batons, all crooked and battered.

Rong Xianxian unlocked the door with her key. Several people, bloodstained and pushing forward, hurried inside.

“Help! Rencheng’s Wang Lin, save us!” someone shouted from below.

“Are there still some wolf monsters downstairs? And a few people haven’t come up yet?” Rong Xianxian asked, reading their discomfort.

“There were three chasing us before, but now we don’t know. We started with eight people; now four of us are here. There should be four more behind,” Rencheng glanced around, each trying to escape on their own. He didn’t know how many had made it out.

Rong Xianxian exchanged a glance with Wang Lin. She handed her wooden sword to him and nodded.

Wang Lin turned to the group and said, “Xia Kai, Liao Yong, guard the door and provide support. Ren Tian, take them inside and settle them.”

Rong Xianxian and Wang Lin quickly reached the floor from which the cries came. By the stairs lay a man, urgently calling upward. This was the one who had cried for help earlier. Seeing them come down, he visibly relaxed, his vital energy immediately draining.

Another man, covered in blood, was locked in combat with a wolf monster. His faltering steps and sluggish movements indicated injury; he couldn’t hold out long.

Behind them, two more wolf monsters were eyeing them hungrily.

Wang Lin shouted, “Captain Cui, fall back!” and swung his wooden sword as he charged forward.

Cui Lie, hearing Wang Lin’s voice, exhaled in relief. Though younger, Wang Lin’s martial skill was no less than his own; the two often sparred.

Regardless of their injuries, a swift victory was best. Rong Xianxian flicked her curved knife and joined the fray.

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The terrain was actually disadvantageous for wolf monsters, which usually operated on open plains.

It was unclear how these people had been so grievously injured.

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