Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

"God is angry! God is angry! Everyone, quickly kowtow to appease him!"

Someone shouted this from the crowded, screaming crowd, and a huge group of people knelt down, all chanting, "May the gods calm their anger."

The elderly men who had been kneeling in a row could no longer sit still. They opened their eyes and looked up at the crows and bats circling and cawing in the air.

"This... God is truly angry."

"What should we do? Are they dissatisfied with tonight's offerings?"

"That's probably it, otherwise this wouldn't have happened," an old man with white eyelashes said in a low voice.

They then hurriedly ordered people to carry Meng Tong and the other four people who had just been brought in out intact.

I encountered the innkeeper who had appeared at the exit.

"Wait." He called out to the people carrying the stretcher and walked towards Meng Tong and the others. His eyes, like sharp swords, swept over the five of them, pausing noticeably for two seconds when he looked at Meng Tong.

Then a pair of wrinkled hands, like old tree bark, touched Meng Tong's face. With their thumbs and forefingers, they pried open her tightly closed eyes, revealing her eyeballs.

The woman's pupils were slightly dilated, and the whites of her eyes rolled upwards.

Perhaps I'm just imagining things.

He released his grip as if losing interest, clapped his hands in apparent disgust, and then said, "Take it back."

"Yes."

They carried the five people to the inn where Sheng Zhuzhu was staying, and the first thing they smelled was the strong stench of blood.

A burly man with a machete in his hand was sitting in what used to be the kitchen, sharpening the knife.

Seeing that five people had been carried back, a smile spread across his face. He ran his thumb along the edge of the machete, making a "tsk tsk" sound.

This knife is extremely sharp.

"Why are there so many goods today? I just finished dissecting the ones that came earlier! The young lady's skin and bones are quite tough; she even dulled my knife."

thump.

Meng Tong's heart stopped for a second. He quickly searched for Sheng Zhuzhu's whereabouts. Could she have been dismembered so soon?

Fortunately, in a room on the third floor, Sheng Zhuzhu was lying there with a pale face, and her condition was very bad.

Suppressing his impatience, Meng Tong quietly opened his eyes only after they had all been carried up to the third floor and the door had been closed and the person had left.

She glanced slightly at Sheng Yu on her right, who looked like he was sleeping peacefully.

Looking up and following his gaze, one could see at least ten people lying there.

In less than three seconds, his eyes quickly scanned the area and spotted Sheng Zhuzhu's location at the very back.

Not daring to act rashly, Meng Tong tentatively used his supernatural power to infuse her body. Coincidentally, there was a willow tree in the courtyard of the inn, which was growing lush and leafy at the moment.

Using it to absorb plant energy, Meng Tong didn't consume much, and Sheng Zhuzhu's condition improved a lot in no time. Her previously white hair returned to its original black color.

Next, using the same method, Lu Chuan and the others were quickly restored to varying degrees.

Lu Chuan, who was lying on her right, was the first to wake up. The moment the man opened his eyes, they were deep and still, like a stagnant pool of water.

Lu Chuan only snapped back to reality when he felt a tingling sensation in his left hand.

He instinctively gripped Meng Tong's hand, then turned to look at her. Neither of them spoke, but their eyes conveyed a mutual understanding.

"Let's get out of here now."

"it is good."

The two slowly got up. Meng Tong was responsible for checking on Sheng Zhuzhu, while Lu Chuan woke up Sheng Yu and the others.

The whole process was completely silent, but just as the six people stood up, a man's voice came from outside the door.

It sounds like the man with the knife downstairs.

Does he come here to select people to dismember?

The thought flashed through Meng Tong's mind, and in the blink of an eye, he activated his maximum superpower, and the six of them flew away from the window like a gust of wind.

But this time, things won't go as planned.

The shopkeeper, who should have been in another place, was inexplicably standing on a rooftop.

He seemed to know when she would escape, and the moment Meng Tong unleashed her maximum power, he delivered the fatal blow.

A fist-sized rock wrapped in something imbued with powerful internal force, yet not quite like internal force, flew straight toward Meng Tong's heart.

He was hit without realizing it.

Having already possessed few supernatural abilities, and with the added strain from just now, Meng Tong's body was now in a state of depletion.

All six of them fell from the sky. Lu Chuan quickly caught Meng Tong, whose lips were bleeding from the impact.

"Wife/Sister-in-law"

"I'm fine."

A fire suddenly ignited within him, and Meng Tong, who had originally only wanted to leave, suddenly became interested.

Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, the woman looked up at the man standing opposite her.

He was wrapped up so tightly that there was no way to tell what was wrong with him.

"I knew I wasn't mistaken. You... are very different."

"Ha, so much nonsense." Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Meng Tong's delicate face showed disdain. She sneered, "Dare you show your true face? Playing the fool in this city, you really think you're a god?"

Yes, Meng Tong had already realized that the so-called "god" of Youcheng was actually the one in front of him pretending to be a god.

His purpose was probably more than just satisfying his own desires; she didn't want to know the real reason.

He must die today.

The consciousness rapidly searched the space for the weapons used to fight zombies during the apocalypse.

The woman immediately took a liking to the ion cannon standing in the corner.

Hiss... This power is far greater than before the apocalypse. The attack range is more than ten times greater than before. Meng Tong was afraid that one shot would blow up the entire Sheng.

After thinking it over, I finally settled on a small silenced gun. Don't let its unassuming appearance fool you, it's actually quite powerful.

……

The man was somewhat embarrassed and angry, not expecting Meng Tong to guess his identity so quickly. "What do you know? I am a god. They all have to worship and look up to me."

"Oh~ I've never seen a god wrapped up so tightly. If you die, will Yama even recognize you?"

"You...I will not die, I am a god."

After going back and forth, Meng Tong now thinks it's actually quite good that the villains talk a lot.

The silenced gun, already in her hand, was slowly chambered, the woman's cold and indifferent face showing no trace of anger.

This so-called god, however, has quite a few emotional swings; his voice even sounds like he's choking on phlegm.

“I want, cough, I want you all to die here forever, God will take away… uh.”

A sudden, unexpected shot hit him right in the forehead, and the "god" fell.

"Okay, that's great."

"Who says it isn't?"

Cheng Mian and his wife were amazed; their admiration for Meng Tong was practically overflowing.

Of course, the same was true for Sheng Yu and the others. It was the first time they had been protected by a woman, and she had done it so cleanly and efficiently.

Although Lu Chuan was already used to it, he was still surprised.

"My wife, I'll go over and see who this person is."

"it is good."

After putting away the silencer, Lu Chuan finally saw the true face of "God".

"How... how could it be him?"