Chapter 37: The Zhou Brothers

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13th Floor.
Inside a room.
"Brother! We're in trouble!"
The younger brother, Zhou Wanjin, panted as he found his elder brother.
"Brother, I think I've made a huge mistake!"
The elder brother, Zhou Wanrong, was in the middle of enjoying himself. Seeing his brother’s frantic state, he frowned, looking displeased.
"Stop that hollering. What if you attract zombies?"
"Calm down and speak slowly!"
Beneath Zhou Wanrong, a woman was performing oral service.
A wave of comfort made him squint his eyes slightly.
"Okay!"
Younger brother Zhou Wanjin nodded obediently.
"Brother, it’s like this... I just saw a heavy-duty truck passing by, and my hands got itchy... I fired a few shots at it..."
"As it turns out, the truck didn't flip. Instead, an ability user got out, waved his hand to make the truck vanish, and started sprinting straight toward our building!"
"I felt something was wrong right then—it must be an ability user!"
Zhou Wanjin paused, then continued:
"Not only that, this guy is incredibly fast, like the wind..."
"Once I realized he was an ability user, I ran straight to you, Brother."
"Brother, you have to save me!"
Hearing this, Zhou Wanrong’s expression darkened instantly.
"An ability user who can make a heavy-duty truck disappear?"
"And moves with exceptional speed?"
Zhou Wanrong’s brows furrowed, and anger flared up.
He pointed at Zhou Wanjin’s nose and scolded him sharply:
"Why are your hands so restless? Don't you know our code of conduct?"
"Either you don't do it, or you do it thoroughly!"
"Ah! Do you not understand?"
Zhou Wanrong’s voice rose abruptly.
Zhou Wanjin, standing at the door, was startled and shivered.
The woman beneath Zhou Wanrong was also frightened.
She jerked, biting down too hard by mistake.
"Hiss!" Zhou Wanrong winced, drawing in a sharp breath.
He looked down at the woman, his face expressionless.
The woman felt a bone-chilling cold, as if she had fallen into an icy cellar!
She trembled violently.
Zhou Wanrong often killed without reason and was moody; he was more like a demon than any monster.
The woman knelt in terror, begging for mercy.
"Boss Zhou, I was wrong!"
"Please, don't kill me, I beg you... please!"
Zhou Wanrong smiled gently, reached out to pat her cheek, and said:
"No, you aren't wrong. I am the one who is wrong."
The woman was stunned for a moment, then let out a long sigh of relief.

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However, in the next instant.
Zhou Wanrong suddenly grabbed her neck and twisted it with brutal force.
*Snap!*
The woman’s head turned at an unnatural angle, and she died with a face full of terror.
"Sharp-tongued, you deserved it!"
Zhou Wanrong sneered and tossed her body to the floor.
Zhou Wanjin glanced at the corpse.
Although her looks were average, she had fair skin, a nice backside, and good legs.
*Brother, that’s such a waste!*
*Pretty women aren't easy to find these days...*
Zhou Wanjin was lost in thought.
*Find?*
A sudden spark of inspiration hit him.
He said with excitement:
"Brother, do you think that ability user won't be able to find me at all..."
"After all, he doesn't even know it was me who fired the shots!"
Zhou Wanrong stood up and said coldly:
"We are... very conspicuous here!"
"That ability user will definitely find us... as long as he has enough patience."
Zhou Wanjin felt reluctant to accept this.
Elder brother Zhou Wanrong put on his clothes, turned to his brother, and said:
"Remember, I’m cleaning up your mess one more time!"
"But... this is the last time!"
"Do you hear me?"
Hearing this, Zhou Wanjin breathed a sigh of relief.
He smiled slightly.
With his brother stepping in, things were settled!
Zhou Wanjin relaxed and began to mutter to himself:
"I was just thinking... we kill people for fun all the time anyway! Who would have thought we'd be unlucky enough to run into an ability user, and a damn good driver at that!"
"Moving that fast, and even able to come to a smooth stop after a tire blowout—it's just ridiculous!"
"What a drag. I’m going to go find some girls to play with later to get my groove back..."
"..."
He continued to mumble.
Zhou Wanrong ignored him and gave orders to the other lackeys in the room:
"Pass on my command. Gather all the brothers who can fight..."
"Understood, Boss Rong!" The lackeys moved quickly.
Not long after.
A large group of men gathered in Zhou Wanrong’s room.
It was rowdy and crowded.
Zhou Wanrong explained the situation to them.
However, the lackeys were dismissive.
"Boss, I thought it was something major. This is just a piece of cake!"

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"Exactly! So what if he’s an ability user? Could he be stronger than you, Boss? Besides, it’s not like we haven't killed one before!"
"Yeah, even ability users are afraid of bullets!"
"When we fought our way out of the prison, didn't we kill that prison guard who was an ability user?"
One of the lackeys wore a mocking smile.
"We have over a dozen guns here. No matter who comes, we’ll turn him into a dead dog!"
Zhou Wanrong also revealed a cold smirk:
"He seems to be a capable man. Let's see how things go."
"If I can take him in as a dog, that wouldn't be bad..."
"It just depends on whether he knows what's good for him!"
Just then, a clear, calm voice drifted in.
"Knows what's good for me? That's quite interesting!"
Ye Feng walked slowly into the room, scanning his surroundings.
Over twenty people, a dozen or so guns.
Those without firearms were each armed with a club or a long blade.
Ye Feng sneered instantly:
"Very good. A bunch of trash gathered in one place. It saves me quite a bit of trouble. Not bad at all!"
"You can say your last words now."
Hearing this, the lackeys became enraged and began to curse.
"Damn you..."
"You little brat... you’re truly arrogant!"
"Little bastard, do you think I won't beat you until you're wetting yourself..."
"..."
Zhou Wanrong waved his hand confidently, stopping the chorus of insults.
He looked Ye Feng up and down, then smiled and said:
"Brother, as they say, it’s better to resolve grievances than to hold onto them."
"I am an ability user, and you are clearly no ordinary person yourself!"
"I heard you could make a truck vanish instantly, and you move with great speed?"
"Is that your last word?" Ye Feng asked, his gaze icy.
Zhou Wanrong suppressed his inner rage and forced a smile:
"Brother, you haven't really lost anything. I'm willing to compensate you with a box of instant noodles and ten sausages. How about that?"
"Also, Wanjin, come over here and apologize to this brother!"
Younger brother Zhou Wanjin swaggered forward:
"Oh, I was just playing a prank on you, brother. Who knew you had such a hot temper? My apologies!"
"Come on, let's shake hands. We’ll be good buddies from now on..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a flash of steel flickered.
*Splurt!*
Zhou Wanjin’s arm was severed instantly!