Volume One, Chapter Four: Haji Hei

Upon hearing the sound, Xiao Fancheng sneered coldly.

He swiftly opened the magazine and found it neatly packed with bright yellow bullets.

Each bullet was roughly as thick as a thumb.

No wonder these were .44 caliber rounds.

Then, Xiao Fancheng quickened his pace.

Sure enough, not far ahead in a corner, two black men were lecherously clutching a girl’s hand with wicked grins.

Many male students at the school knew this girl.

She was a beautiful young woman famed for her sweet appearance.

At this moment, she wore a Japanese schoolgirl uniform, her legs clad in a pair of white, semi-transparent stockings.

Clearly, she had driven the two men to a state of dry-mouthed lust.

They couldn’t stop licking their lips.

How ironic.

The school spent so much money supporting these black men, yet at the onset of the disaster, instead of thinking about repaying the school, they sought to insult the female students of Longguo.

There was no remedy.

After all, the school leaders of Longguo were spineless.

Xiao Fancheng, an orphan, had never seen any scholarship or subsidies.

He had to rely on continuous work-study to scrape together his tuition.

He lived in an eight-person dormitory room, without even air conditioning.

In contrast, these black men enjoyed exquisitely decorated dorms.

They stayed in hotel-style rooms, two per room, with 24-hour hot water supply.

Not only was it free, but they were also given various bonuses each year.

An annual sum of 150,000 was just the baseline; on top of that, countless scattered funds poured in.

That would be bad enough.

What was truly disgusting was that they were studying in a prestigious Double First-Class university ranked among the 985 and 211 projects.

Female study partners were assigned to those black men, sometimes one partner to three of them.

As for him, it was a direct one-to-five ratio.

Most of the female study partners were, like Xiao Fancheng, from impoverished backgrounds.

They had worked hard to enter the university.

To receive subsidies to support their families, they had to participate in the study partner program.

And their performance was judged by the evaluations of those black men.

In other words,

If you wanted financial aid, you had to serve those black masters and foreign gentlemen well.

Xiao Fancheng sneered coldly.

The barrel of his gun stiffened in his hand.

If he ever encountered those spineless school leaders again,

he would make sure they died in a rhythm all their own.

“Little beauty, your body smells so good!”

“Serve me well, and the school will reward you with a scholarship.”

A burly black man grinned lecherously.

He wore dreadlocks and a thick beard, nicknamed Quisanti.

“Hehe, just obediently submit to us; we’ll make you feel very comfortable.”

The other black man was slimmer, dressed in gaudy colors and acting like a lunatic, shouting wildly.

He was known as Little Hyperthyroid.

At this moment, his face was also twisted with lust.

“Ah... you... what are you trying to do!”

“Let go of me quickly!”

The girl being held was named Bai Taohua.

Sweet-faced but petite, she resembled a legal loli.

She loved cosplay and often dressed in Lolita or cosplay outfits at school.

It was said Bai Taohua was also a small internet celebrity on Doukuai platform,

with hundreds of thousands of fans.

“Classmate, I advise you to cooperate,” Quisanti said with a lecherous smile.

“You know we are foreigners.”

“Even if Longguo has rescue teams, they will prioritize saving people like us.”

“Otherwise, it would cause a public outcry.”

He grabbed Bai Taohua’s clothes and tore hard.

Tear!

Her clothing split open, revealing snow-white, tender shoulders.

Seeing this, Little Hyperthyroid’s gaze grew even greedier.

“Be obedient and become an accessory on our bodies.”

“Later, we can order the Longguo rescue team to take you away with us.”

Bai Taohua’s face paled with fright.

She was just a little girl, no match for two black men.

Though she cried with tears streaming down her face, she could only tightly shut her eyes.

Bang!

With a gunshot, all sounds suddenly fell silent.

Bai Taohua opened her eyes in terror,

only to see Quisanti and Little Hyperthyroid cowering on the ground in fear.

An instinctive memory from his bloodline

had scared them nearly to the point of losing control.

It was Xiao Fancheng who had fired the shot.

He hadn’t killed the two men,

because he did not want their deaths to come so easily.

After all, Xiao Fancheng had been reborn.

His body was strengthened through the apocalypse game,

combined with years of combat experience,

making him more than capable of dealing with a few black men.

After a moment, Quisanti lifted his head.

Seeing it was the delivery guy who had been running around every day,

he immediately grew bolder.

“You bastard! How dare you shoot!”

“You’re trying to ruin foreign relations in Longguo!”

Little Hyperthyroid immediately spoke up as well.

“You’re looking for death!”

“Aren’t you afraid the school will expel you and you’ll go to prison?”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fancheng let out a cold laugh.

He casually retracted his Desert Eagle into space.

Seeing the gun disappear, Quisanti and Little Hyperthyroid exchanged glances,

secretly pleased.

Indeed,

the men of Longguo were all cowards.

They didn’t dare resist such noble black masters.

After all, behind them stood their powerful countries.

“Kid, if you hand over the gun now,”

“we might spare you.”

“Otherwise, your country’s sheriff will shoot you dead!”

Hearing this, a mischievous glint flashed in Xiao Fancheng’s eyes.

Sorry, but in his previous life, he had killed many corrupt sheriffs.

Even greedy officials, he had slaughtered plenty.

Seeing this, Quisanti and Little Hyperthyroid exchanged another glance.

Obviously, they intended to kill Xiao Fancheng and seize his gun.

With a gun, they could do whatever they wanted.

Quisanti suddenly charged forward, aiming a strike at Xiao Fancheng’s face.

However, Xiao Fancheng’s reflexes were astonishingly swift.

He dodged to the side, then suddenly reached out, grabbing Quisanti’s head.

Using the momentum, he slammed it heavily against the wall.

Pfft!

A spray of blood splattered wildly across the white wall.

Little Hyperthyroid’s pupils instantly constricted.

He hurriedly looked at the burly Quisanti.

At this moment, Quisanti lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

The sudden heavy blow had knocked him unconscious briefly.

Little Hyperthyroid was clearly much smarter.

Seeing this, he turned to flee.

But Xiao Fancheng was even faster!

He caught up immediately and kicked him hard in the leg.

Crack!

Accompanied by a clear sound of bones breaking,

Little Hyperthyroid screamed in pain as his calf bent in a grotesque manner.

He collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony.

Within seconds, Quisanti and Little Hyperthyroid were both pinned down by Xiao Fancheng.

Yet, he was not satisfied.

He knew this might be his weakest moment.

And yet, these two black men hadn’t even given him a chance to warm up.

Then, Xiao Fancheng broke the other leg of Little Hyperthyroid.

Ensuring he couldn’t escape,

he slowly approached Quisanti, grabbing his dirty dreadlocks with one hand.

“So these are the foreign friends the school spends money to invite every year?”

Feeling the sharp pain on his scalp,

Quisanti wailed in agony.

“No, no!”

Yet Xiao Fancheng’s expression remained indifferent.

The Desert Eagle reappeared in his hand,

the dark muzzle pressed directly against Quisanti’s forehead.