Road Survival: My RV is a Moving Castle

Through the crack in the door, her gaze pierced through the dense raindrops and landed on the three bald men who were tiptoeing towards her in the rain.

I could hear them talking from a great distance.

"Boss, shouldn't I have this girl by now?"

"Boss, boss, I want to try it too."

"Screw you, I'll go first."

The one walking in front was the biggest, with a face full of menacing features.

Hearing this, he looked impatient.

"You two idiots, didn't you see that her clothes were all clean? And she was driving a van, so she must have a lot of supplies on her."

"Why didn't you just break into the car and take the stuff?"

"Yeah, boss, just smash her car."

"Break into the car? Why go through all that trouble? Just tie the person up, and you'll have both the person and the supplies."

The big guy snorted coldly, a determined glint in his eyes.

……

Every word the three said reached Song Chiyu's ears clearly.

Hearing their plans, Song Chiyu was a little confused as to why they said she was driving a nanny van.

However, the next second, the doubt was interrupted by the approaching footsteps of several people.

Song Chiyu took out his fire-breathing gun and hid behind the door, ready for battle.

These villains committed arson, murder, looting, and all sorts of evil deeds here.

Killing them would not weigh on Song Chiyu's mind.

Inside the room, Liu Yingqian had already gotten out of bed and, dragging her weary body, peeked out through the crack in the door with Zhang Yue.

"Sister Qian, isn't she scared?"

Through the crack in the door, Liu Yue saw Song Chiyu hiding inside the living room door, looking radiant and even somewhat excited, which struck her as odd.

The girl looked even thinner and weaker than the two of them, yet she dared to face three murderers all by herself.

Liu Yingqian stared intently at the long spear burning with flames in the other person's hand and whispered.

"Did you see her spear? It's an excellent weapon."

"A spear? A top-tier weapon?"

Zhang Yue also turned her attention to the fire-breathing gun.

The spearhead was wreathed in a blinding flame, so bright that one could not look at it for long.

But she didn't know what weapon grades were.

Of course, this is Liu Yingqian's talent.

Her eyes could clearly identify the grade and rarity of various weapon materials.

However, she had bad luck in the early stages of survival, and even food was hard to find, so this talent was basically useless.

Among weapons, the top-grade weapon is the best.

Weapon grades are divided into: Common, Low-grade, Medium-grade, High-grade, and Excellent.

That spear, on the other hand, belongs to the highest level of weaponry.

Therefore, she knew about Song Chiyu's battle.

Victory is certain...

...

Outside the door, three chaotic footsteps were already close at hand.

Song Chiyu's eyes grew increasingly calm. He gripped the fire lance, raised it high, and stared intently at the three figures outside.

Nearly.

We're getting closer.

But just as they were about to push the door open, the burly leader suddenly raised his hand, signaling them to stop.

The next second, a fist the size of a sandbag punched in from outside the door, smashing right through the door panel.

Song Chiyu was agile and had a premonition.

I took a few steps back the moment the other person stopped.

He narrowly avoided the sudden iron fist.

The dilapidated wooden door was smashed open with a punch and crashed to the ground.

With the door no longer obstructing the view, you can immediately see three bald-headed men standing in the doorway.

Each of these braised eggs is covered in muscles, with large tattoos on its arms and small eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that they were wearing different clothes, Song Chiyu would have really thought they were triplets.

"Well, this woman's got some skills; she even dared to hide behind the door and try to ambush us."

Behind the big guy, a man with a bald head and a tiger tattoo all over his left hand spoke up.

Seeing that Song Chiyu wasn't trembling with fear like the other women, he chuckled and exchanged a glance with the man with the blue dragon tattoo on his right hand.

It's as if it's saying, "This girl is hot, I like her."

The three men looked at Song Chiyu as if he were a commodity whose value was yet to be assessed.

He looked them up and down without any restraint.

Song Chiyu showed no sign of tension or fear, but instead looked back at her.

Of course, her purpose in sizing up the other person was to find out who actually had the gun.

Soon, she noticed the outline of a gun vaguely visible in the pocket of the big guy's tight pants.

Song Chiyu's brows relaxed slightly, and his tense muscles instantly relaxed considerably.

So this battle is only just beginning.

Seeing that Song Chiyu completely ignored his shouts, Zuo Huaquan became somewhat annoyed.

Unable to resist, he took a few steps forward, wanting to take the weapon from Song Chiyu's hand first.

He didn't even notice the thin, small girl.

It can be easily controlled with one hand.

But before it could get close, Song Chiyu raised his fire lance and, with lightning speed, swept the tip across the opponent's throat.

Whether it was because the gun was too sharp or Song Chiyu was too fast, the woman with the tattooed left arm didn't feel any pain; she just stared at her in astonishment.

He even thought that Song Chiyu was trying to scare him with a spear.

"Big brother, look at this little girl..."

Just as the man with the left arm tattoo turned around, he wanted to join his two brothers in mocking Song Chiyu's fancy but ineffective martial arts.

But he found his two brothers staring at him in astonishment.

The next second, thick, dark red blood slowly flowed from his throat.

The man with the left tattooed arm sensed something was wrong, covered his throat with both hands, then stared wide-eyed in disbelief before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

"Erzhuang!!"

The other two men, who had just watched their brother die in front of them, broke down instantly and rushed towards Song Chiyu like madmen.

"You damned woman, you dared to kill my brother! I'll kill you!!"

The big guy squatted down to examine the wound on his left tattooed arm, while the guy with the right tattooed arm slashed at Song Chiyu from behind with a knife.

This is a large cleaver; Song Chiyu also has one.

And there's more than one!

Song Chiyu still had the leisure to think about other things at this moment.

Seeing that the man with the right tattooed arm was already rushing towards her, she quickly took a few steps back and put away her fire-breathing gun.

He gripped the dagger glove in his hand, ready to fight him.

After a few moves, Song Chiyu was able to dodge the opponent's attacks like a monkey being led around.

The other party was furious but couldn't do anything about it.

"When you were killing other players, didn't you ever think that this day would come?"

Song Chiyu dodged left and right, and even had time to chat with the other side.

The large cleaver with the tattooed right arm looked to her as slow as if it were on 0.5x speed.

Before long, his body was covered in wounds from Song Chiyu's fists.

Exhausted, he could only stand aside, panting, staring intently at Song Chiyu.

...

On the other side, after confirming that his brother on the ground was dead, the big guy slowly got up, his eyes filled with endless anger and killing intent as he looked at Song Chiyu.

"You bitch, die!"

His fist came crashing down like a mountain, faster and more powerful than the large cleaver on his right arm with its tattoo.

Song Chiyu abandoned his nonchalant demeanor, his gaze instantly turning sharp.

This person's combat power is significantly higher than the other two; his speed and strength attributes are definitely not low.

Song Chiyu first dodged his strongest punch, then used half his strength to punch him in the chest.