Apocalypse, then transforming into a magical girl

Not long ago, Xia Zhaozhao was lying on the sofa, snapped the last comic book next to her shut, and lazily yawned.

She stretched lazily and slowly looked up at her watch.

"Ah, that's about it." She muttered to herself, jumped up from the sofa, put on the raincoat with a look of disgust, pulled up the hood, opened the door a crack, and peered out.

As expected, Bomo sent almost all of his men, taking the vast majority of them with him. Now, the stronghold is extremely empty, with hardly anyone to be seen.

Only the effeminate man who had already fainted was lying in a spacious area of ​​the stronghold, with two listless-looking henchmen guarding the area, one of whom had even begun to doze off.

Seeing this, Xia Zhaozhao's lips curled into a sly smile. She walked out of the room with an air of nonchalance and slowly approached her two henchmen, about three or four steps away.

She cleared her throat and asked the two henchmen, "Um...where's the restroom?"

The underling who had been dozing against the wall was startled awake and groggily opened his eyes. The other underling, who was more awake, turned around and impatiently pointed in a direction.

Just then, Xia Zhaozhao suddenly raised her voice, looked behind the two of them, and feigned surprise: "Wow, your boss is back!"

Almost reflexively, the two henchmen turned their heads to look behind them. However, there was nothing there.

Just as they realized they had been tricked and before a bad feeling could even rise in their hearts, a dull, heavy thud rang out.

"Thump!"

"Bang!"

"what!"

"Well!"

Xia Zhaozhao closed in instantly, striking the two henchmen on the back of the head with both fists simultaneously and accurately, causing them to lose consciousness instantly and collapse to the ground like mud, unconscious.

Xia Zhaozhao clapped her hands lightly and walked deeper into the stronghold.

The stronghold was almost undefended at the moment. Xia Zhaozhao avoided a few scattered wanderers and quickly found the place where Bo Mo was imprisoning the "useless" people.

This used to be a warehouse in the mall. The roller shutter door was locked, leaving only a few small ventilation windows at the top.

Xia Zhaozhao easily jumped onto the small window and peered inside. She saw that the two henchmen who had been captured earlier were now tied up in a corner of the warehouse.

Inside the warehouse, there were about twenty other people, some sitting and some lying down, numb from the successive disasters and hunger. Jiang Fu was among them, while Xiao Shen was in slightly better condition.

Xia Zhaozhao opened the window directly, landed lightly, and then clapped her hands loudly.

"All eyes are on me! Look at me! I have an announcement to make! Someone will be getting you all out of here soon!"

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Inside the other outpost, Ah Long was in a state of extreme excitement.

The group sat down at a round table that had been dragged out from somewhere. Ah Long practically danced with joy as he treated Zhao Jia as an honored guest, with some food and wine casually placed on the table.

He opened a can of beer himself and handed it to Zhao Jia with great enthusiasm, his face beaming with smiles.

"Brother Zhao, come on, have a drink! This whole thing depends on you! From now on, you're my brother, Ah Long's brother! From now on, as long as I have food to eat, you, Brother Zhao, will definitely share it!"

The square-faced henchman behind Ah Long glanced at Zhao Jia with pity. He had heard this phrase countless times, but those people usually didn't end up well.

Zhao Jia took the beer can, took a symbolic sip, and was speechless. This scene and the rhetoric were exactly the same as when he had worked at the company's business dinners before. He never thought that even gangsters couldn't escape this kind of social etiquette.

Normally, he would push all these kinds of things onto Old Qian. But with today's situation, Old Qian might not be able to handle it.

He put down the wine jug and casually changed the subject: "By the way, Brother Long, do you know why Bo Mo acted like a mad dog today, coming to fight you?"

Brother Long was taken aback, then became interested. In his memory, Bo Mo, though arrogant, was quite composed; this behavior was completely out of character for her.

He put down his wine glass, leaned forward slightly, and gestured for Zhao Jia to continue.

Zhao Jia lowered his voice mysteriously and told Brother Long about Bo Mo's relationship with that effeminate man and the accident caused by their overly enthusiastic party.

"Pfft—hahahahaha!" Upon hearing this, Ah Long immediately spat out a mouthful of wine, laughing so hard he almost cried.

He slammed his fist on the table, laughing, "Damn! I knew it was going to happen! That old monster and that pretty boy, they're a match made in heaven! ... Broke his leg? That's hilarious! This is more exciting than a storyteller's tale!"

He laughed for a full half minute before barely managing to stop, but his face still held an uncontrollable smile and a strong sense of mockery. He wiped away the tears of laughter and asked Zhao Jia curiously:

"But what does that have to do with her bringing people to fight me?"

"She's here to kidnap him. She doesn't have a doctor who can treat this kind of broken bone injury, so she can only come here to kidnap Jiang Zi. She's probably the only one in the mall who can properly treat that kind of broken bone injury."

Upon hearing this, Ah Long immediately understood: "Ha, so that's what happened! No wonder that fat woman charged at us like a mad dog—she's finally getting what she deserves!"

At this moment, the square-faced henchman interjected, "Brother Long, there are two brothers who have been with us for a long time, and they're still with Bo Mo. How about we exchange them for this kid surnamed Jiang?"

Ah Long's smile vanished instantly. He glared fiercely at the square-faced henchman and spat disdainfully, "What nonsense are you spouting? Why should I go and exchange two pieces of trash for them?"

The square-faced young man shrank back, too afraid to utter a sound, after being scolded.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jia began to make his own plans.

He said, "It's not impossible. We can pretend to exchange hostages, but actually lie in ambush and prepare to launch a surprise attack."

As Ah Long listened to Zhao Jia's suggestion, his eyes narrowed more and more, his mouth stretched wider and wider, and he revealed an excited smile.

He took another big gulp of wine, slammed his hand on the table, and said, "Do as Brother Zhao says! This time, we'll make sure she knows who's in charge here!"

He turned to his square-faced henchman and ordered, "Go! Get a megaphone right now and shout it out in the middle of the mall! Tell her that if Bo Mo wants to save that pretty boy's life, she'll have to obediently exchange those two good-for-nothings... our two brothers for him!"

The square-faced young man hesitated for a moment, sensing something amiss with the plan. How could the cunning and calculating Bo Mo be fooled by such a simple trick?

However, seeing Ah Long's flushed cheeks and the wine glass in front of him, he knew he couldn't persuade him otherwise. He sighed inwardly and did as Ah Long instructed.