Apocalypse: I rescued the big boss with millions of supplies

Chapter Thirty-Three: Angelica dahurica

Yun Cangshu was suddenly overwhelmed by a deep sense of powerlessness. Why? His special ability couldn't be used for attack, not even a power ability.

Having just fought a great battle with zombies, Yun Cangshu and Bai Zhi, who had been chased by Feng Wenwen and her group all the way, were no match for Feng Wenwen and her group.

Bai Zhi, in particular, suffered several scratches from the zombies while protecting him, who had no offensive abilities whatsoever.

After the zombies retreated, before they could even clean their wounds, they were pursued by Feng Wenwen.

Three speed-type ability users, two strength-type ability users, one water-type ability user, one earth-type ability user, and two metal-type ability users—Feng Wenwen really thinks highly of them.

Yun Cangshu leaned weakly against the wall of the corridor; his physical strength had reached its limit, and Bai Zhi was in the same state.

"Drip, drip," drops of blood dripped from Yun Cangshu's numerous wounds, some from being scratched by zombies, and others from injuries sustained while escaping Feng Wen, staining the carpet beneath him crimson.

Where exactly is the hope? Yun Cangshu possesses the ability to foresee events, though it is only at level one and he cannot see the specific things that will happen in the future.

However, while escaping Feng Wenwen, he had a vague premonition that there was a glimmer of hope for him and Bai Zhi if they fled here.

Yun Cangshu was unwilling to give up. His pale hands, with veins bulging, gripped the carpet tightly. He never expected that even in the apocalypse, he would still encounter such a crazy fan as Feng Wenwen.

It also implicated her agent, Bai Zhi.

Sensing Yun Cangshu's apologetic gaze, Bai Zhi shook her head. "Cangshu, I'm fine."

In the chaotic entertainment industry, Bai Zhi struggled alone and was always frustrated until she met this gentle and resilient boy, who was like a green bamboo. Her situation gradually improved, and she began to have some resources.

She accompanied Yun Cangshu from obscurity to becoming a household name as a movie star, and she always regarded Yun Cangshu as her best comrade-in-arms and partner.

In this apocalyptic world, Bai Zhi, who has no relatives, regards this person who fought alongside her as her closest kin.

How could she bear to let her loved ones fall into the hands of someone as despicable as Feng Wenwen?

Miss Feng Wenwen has a terrible reputation in the entertainment industry. Not only is she promiscuous, but she also has some strange fetishes. Considering the fate of the male artists who fell into Feng Wenwen's hands, Bai Zhi could not let Yun Cangshu suffer the same fate.

Bai Zhi glanced coldly at Feng Wenwen, as if she wasn't the one who had just been shot. "Little girl, this is between us. You should leave now."

Feng Wenwen is no pushover; she has no respect for the elderly or care for the young. She didn't have any such ideas before the apocalypse, and she's probably even worse now.

She didn't want such a young child to be targeted by that crazy woman, Feng Wenwen.

"I don't care what's going on between you two, but I know I have a grudge against this old woman." Qiu Ling glared fiercely at the woman dressed in a seductive and alluring manner behind the man in black.

"Boy, who are you calling an old woman?" The woman, who had previously ignored Qiu Ling and treated her like she was invisible, now fixed her venomous gaze on Qiu Ling's delicate face.

“Little friend, I hadn’t noticed you were pretty until you said anything.” A strange smile appeared on Feng Wenwen’s face as she commanded, “Arrest this child too, don’t let him get hurt.”

She knows quite a few gay guys who like to play with pretty little kids, so this impolite kid is perfect for them to discipline.

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When Long Yangyang and her companion arrived, they were met with a standoff between the two sides.

Long Yangyang's gaze fell on the disheveled couple behind Qiu Ling. Both of them had numerous wounds, bleeding profusely, and looked utterly wretched.

Even so, it couldn't hide their outstanding looks and charisma.

The man was gentle and handsome, with eyebrows like ink paintings. Although his features were not as stunning as Fu Muyu's, he was still unforgettable and gave people the feeling of a gentleman as beautiful as jade and unparalleled in the world.

The woman also had exquisite features, like a sculpted jade. She wore a blood-stained red suit, and her long black hair was disheveled and stuck to her porcelain-like face. Her face was expressionless, and she exuded a cold aura that made people hesitate to approach her.

"Watch out." Yun Cangshu, anticipating the bullet aimed at Qiu Ling's right leg, warned, "Little one, dodge to the left."

Qiu Ling "saw" Yun Cangshu's precognitive ability and quickly dodged to the left. The next second, the sound of a bullet hitting the ground rang out from where he was sitting.

Qiu Ling looked warily at the black-clad bodyguard who stood like a human shield in front of Feng Wenwen, snorted coldly, and released the pressure of her own level two superpower.

However, he can't win a direct confrontation with a group of level one ability users whose mana bars are only 100. Doesn't he use his brain?

Qiu Ling had heard from Long Yangyang that when she and Fu Muyu first encountered a level-three superpowered zombie, she was suppressed by its level and unable to move.

During the training, Fu Muyu also consciously trained the two to resist the pressure from high-level superhumans.

Seeing these people before him, who were just like he had the first time, suppressed by the pressure of high-level superhumans and unable to move, Qiu Ling quickly launched an attack, picked up a dagger, and slashed at their ankles and wrists, striking while the iron was hot to finish them off.

He is small, his attack range is limited, and his weapons are inferior to theirs, so attacking his wrists and ankles is the best approach.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qiu Ling snatched two guns from the black-clad bodyguards and threw one to Yun Cangshu.

"Bang bang bang—" Yun Cangshu took the pistol and, taking advantage of the fact that Feng Wenwen's superpowered bodyguards were unable to stand up due to the level suppression, quickly took out three bodyguards.

Fu Muyu nodded in satisfaction as he observed Qiu Ling's performance in battle. This kid has good combat awareness and a strong reaction ability.

"What's going on?" Feng Wenwen exclaimed. Her body suddenly felt so heavy, as if she were carrying a load of hundreds of kilograms.

“Yes, superpower suppression. This kid is a level two superpower user.” A bodyguard in black said. This feeling was the same as when they encountered a level two zombie yesterday when they were killing zombies.

However, he possessed a metal-type ability, so even when suppressed, his power was still usable. He enhanced his limbs with his ability, and Qiu Ling's attacks seemed to encounter an impenetrable wall. The dagger sliced ​​through the metal-type ability user's wrists and ankles without leaving a single scratch.

"I made a mistake. I forgot about the metal-type ability user," Qiu Ling said regretfully.

This was Qiu Ling's first time encountering a metal-type ability user. Just as Sister Long had said, they were invulnerable to blades and bullets, and their physical strength was extremely formidable.

"Useless, a bunch of useless trash," Feng Wenwen shouted angrily as she watched her bodyguards fall one by one. Pointing at the two uninjured metal-type ability users, she said, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and come protect me!"

"If anything happens to me, you'll be in for a world of hurt if your families are left behind in the base."