Apocalypse, then transforming into a magical girl

Surrounded by a group of defeated soldiers, Bomo fled back to his stronghold in a sorry state.

She shoved aside the younger brother who tried to help her, snatched a dagger from another confidant, and without saying a word, lifted her clothes, revealing her layered belly.

She took a deep breath and, without hesitation, plunged the dagger into the layer of fat, stirring and exploring inside with the tip of the blade.

A moment later, she exerted a sudden force, and the tip of the knife seemed to have hit something hard. A brass bullet, streaked with blood and bits of fat, was pulled from her stomach and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The henchmen watched in terror, barely daring to breathe.

Bo Mo casually tossed the dagger to her trusted confidant, tore off a relatively clean strip of cloth from the corner of her clothes, and carelessly bandaged the wound.

After doing all this, she raised her head, and her eyes, hidden in the pile of fat, revealed a vicious flame.

"Bring that skinny white-haired monkey here! I'm going to skin her alive today!" All she wanted now was to find a scapegoat to vent her anger.

Upon hearing this, the two underlings dared not delay and turned to run towards the room where Xia Zhaozhao had been.

However, not long after, the younger brother came running back, scrambling and stumbling, his voice filled with panic.

"Boss, something terrible has happened! That woman has disappeared!"

"This is outrageous! This is outrageous! They've been in cahoots all along! Those two bastards!" She trembled with rage, engulfed by boundless fury.

Could it be that from the very beginning, the way that kid surnamed Zhao approached him was a trap? Was he feigning allegiance but actually conspiring with that shorty Ah Long?

This was the only possibility she could conjure up in her mind. The thought of being manipulated like a fool made Bomo feel like she was about to explode with anger.

Just as Bo Mo was consumed by rage and wished she could tear Ah Long and those two guys to pieces, a loudspeaker suddenly rang out from outside. It was Ah Long speaking.

"Hey, Bomo—you fat bastard, listen up! If you want your pretty boy to live, you'd better bring my two brothers to the mall right now in exchange for a doctor!"

"If you dare not come, or try anything funny, you can expect to be collecting that pretty boy's corpse!"

The shouts echoed throughout the mall. Bomo felt her muscles and fat tremble with anger, and she clenched her fists tightly.

"Boss, this... is obviously a trap, isn't it?" one of the underlings cautiously warned.

Bo Mo turned her head sharply: "Do you think I'm stupid? This is obviously a trap! Those little bastards think they can outsmart me like this?"

She was panting heavily, her chest heaving violently, and she laughed in extreme anger.

"Hmph." Bo Mo let out a sneer. "That good-for-nothing Ah Long thinks he can turn the world upside down with some nobody kid? I've already seen through him; that kid surnamed Zhao's marksmanship is absolutely terrible!"

She quickly suppressed her anger and regained her composure: "Boys, listen to my orders. Don't go looking for those two good-for-nothings. I know very well what Ah Long is up to."

She even drew a simple map of the mall herself, marking several key locations with her chubby fingers, carefully outlining a counter-encirclement plan against Ah Long.

Meanwhile, Ah Long was completely drunk, his face flushed, and he was slurring his words and giving his underlings a flawed ambush mission.

"Listen up, all of you! That fat bastard Bomo will definitely be coming through the left passage with those two good-for-nothings!"

"However, it's unlikely she came from the left passage! So you guys, focus your ambush on the right! No, wait, the left!"

The square-faced henchman stood to the side, his brow furrowed. Watching Ah Long's explanation of the different squads' assigned areas of responsibility and attack directions become a complete mess, he couldn't help but remind him, "Brother Long, aren't you saying it backwards...?"

"Get lost!" Ah Long impatiently stopped his underling. "You do as I say! If you delay my important business, I'll be the first to skin you alive!"

The square-faced henchman could only meekly retreat to the side, knowing that this battle was likely to end badly. This wasn't an ambush; it was clearly a suicide mission.

He secretly instructed his underlings to decide which way to retreat and to slip away as soon as things looked bad.

"Brother Long, I'll go upstairs and keep watch for you." Zhao Jia raised the gun in his hand and said calmly.

Ah Long, blinded by alcohol, agreed without thinking or even glancing at Zhao Jia.

"Go...go ahead, and keep a close watch on me!"

A hint of pity flashed in Zhao Jia's eyes. He said nothing more and strode away from Ah Long's sight.

He didn't go to keep watch, but instead took a long detour and sneaked towards the Bomo stronghold.

Just as Zhao Jia had predicted, Bo Mo led almost all of her men away from the stronghold in a menacing manner to meet Ah Long's ambush.

Xia Zhaozhao, who was waiting idly at the outpost, lit up when she saw Zhao Jia and scurried over like a sparrow.

"Zhao Jia, Zhao Jia, I've already spoken to everyone in the warehouse! I think that little Shen seems pretty smart, so I'll make him the temporary leader. Make those guys listen to him and be ready to leave at any time!"

Zhao Jia patted her head approvingly, and then briefly told her how he had betrayed his allies and sided with A Long, and how he had tricked A Long into "ambushing" Bo Mo.

"...Is Ah Long really that stupid? So, it seems like Ah Long is doomed to lose?" Xia Zhaozhao was stunned.

"If nothing unexpected happens, we'll definitely lose, but probably not many people will die."

Zhao Jia's voice carried a hint of certainty, "None of his henchmen are truly willing to risk their lives for him. Judging from his drunken state, they're probably only thinking about running away."

"So what do we do next?" Xia Zhaozhao asked curiously.

"Give Bomo a surprise," Zhao Jia said with a wicked grin. "Steal her precious sissy out and give her a big surprise."

"Pfft—that's so mean!" Xia Zhaozhao chuckled. "But who told this fat bastard to try and get rid of us?"

"There's a doctor over there with Ah Long; he can get his leg treated while he's at it."

"Okay~" Xia Zhaozhao looked around, walked to a door, knocked on it, and tested the sturdiness of the door panel.

Then, she took a deep breath, grabbed the door panel, and with a sudden burst of strength, tore the thick door hinges apart.

She laid the torn-off door panel flat on the ground, and together with Zhao Jia, carefully moved the unconscious effeminate man onto the door panel.

The two men carefully carried the makeshift stretcher out of the stronghold. They hadn't gone far when the effeminate man on the door suddenly groaned, opened his eyes in confusion, and focused his gaze on Zhao Jia and Xia Zhaozhao.

"Who...who are you? Where are you taking me?" His voice was weak and filled with pain.

Seeing that he was awake, Xia Zhaozhao, afraid he would scream, quickly lied, "Shh—sleep well, sleep well! We're good people, we're here to save you!"

Upon hearing this, the effeminate man was taken aback at first, then a mocking expression appeared on his face: "Heh... don't give me that crap. You want to get rid of Bomo, right?"

Xia Zhaozhao was momentarily speechless, and stammered, "Ah? No, we just..."

"Don't hide it from me." The effeminate man's eyes sharpened, filled with a deep-seated hatred.

"Actually... I've wanted her dead for a long time! That psychopathic fat hag!" he said through gritted teeth, his emotions running high, even aggravating his broken leg injury, his face contorted in pain.

Zhao Jia and Xia Zhaozhao exchanged a glance and felt sorry for him.

It turns out he didn't do this because of an XP error.