Apocalypse, then transforming into a magical girl

Ah Long's bloodshot eyes, filled with anger, were fixed on the arrogant little girl in front of him.

In his eyes, this little white-haired girl dared to be so arrogant only because that kid surnamed Zhao was backing her up. Now that Zhao wasn't around, she was just a useless piece of trash!

"court death!"

Ah Long roared and lunged forward, his left hand viciously reaching for Xia Zhaozhao's throat.

He could almost see it: the next second, this girl would be held firmly by the neck like a goose.

However, just as Ah Long was about to grab Xia Zhaozhao's neck, Xia Zhaozhao moved.

She didn't retreat or dodge much; she simply moved slightly to the side like a willow catkin, thus avoiding the attack.

Ah Long's determined grab only caught air. The immense momentum caused him to stagger forward a few steps.

Ah Long missed his target, a look of astonishment on his face. He turned around in disbelief, staring at Xia Zhaozhao who was still standing there.

How could this little girl, who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old and was so thin that she seemed like she could be blown away by a gust of wind, possibly dodge that attack? It must be a coincidence!

"You bastard, you dare to dodge!" he yelled again, crouching low and lunging forward once more. This time, the dagger in his right hand stabbed fiercely towards Xia Zhaozhao!

This move was a killer technique he honed in street fighting years ago, and it has sent countless fools to the hospital.

However, this time, Xia Zhaozhao didn't even look at the dagger he was thrusting at her. She simply placed her hand on the wheelchair beside her and shifted her foot slightly.

Just as Ah Long's dagger was about to stab her, she, along with her wheelchair and the effeminate man on it, drew a perfect arc and nimbly glided back to where Ah Long had originally been.

Ah Long's thrust missed its mark again. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the little white-haired girl who had stood where he had been standing.

That guy even had a slight, contemptuous smile on his face!

She actually has some skills? His battle-hardened instincts told him that he seemed to have kicked a hornet's nest.

No, this is impossible! Ah Long felt his understanding of the world was severely shaken.

He still felt he wasn't someone to be trifled with. Being played like this by a girl, the flames of embarrassment and anger consumed his last shred of reason.

"I refuse to believe in evil!" Ah Long went completely mad, relying solely on brute force to swing his dagger, attacking Xia Zhaozhao again and again like a mad dog, using every street fighting technique he knew.

However, no matter how fierce his attacks were, Xia Zhaozhao was always able to dodge all of his attacks with minimal effort and ease.

What infuriated Ah Long even more was that after each dodge, she would casually nudge the wheelchair with her hand or toe, steadily pushing the effeminate man on it to the best viewing angle!

The effeminate man stared dumbfounded at the unbelievable scene before him. Although their heights were similar, Ah Long was almost twice the size of Xia Zhaozhao!

This girl, who is no different from other girls except for her white hair, how could she so easily and effortlessly manipulate Ah Long, a fierce gang leader, like a child who hadn't even graduated from kindergarten?

"You... what kind of monster are you?!" Furious and overwhelmed by incomprehensible fear, Ah Long completely lost his mind.

He let out a roar that was hard to understand, and without any rhyme or reason, he hysterically stabbed at Xia Zhaozhao.

Xia Zhaozhao seemed to be getting tired of his desperate behavior.

She seized the opportunity when Ah Long made a mistake due to excessive force, and suddenly lowered her body, easily avoiding Ah Long's thrusting dagger.

At the same time, she casually stretched her leg forward and lightly tripped Ah Long!

Ah Long was already off balance due to his frantic attack, and when he was tripped by this, he was also pulled by the metal edge of the wheelchair next to him, and his whole body almost spun around.

"Wow, a Beyblade!" Xia Zhaozhao even had the leisure to clap her hands.

Then, Ah Long felt a numbness in his wrist, and Xia Zhaozhao easily snatched the dagger away!

Xia Zhaozhao followed up with a side kick. Ah Long didn't even see Xia Zhaozhao's move clearly before he felt a piercing pain in his calf and instantly lost his balance.

"Thump!"

Ah Long let out a muffled groan, his chin slamming heavily onto the ground, and he completely lost consciousness.

The effeminate man was stunned and couldn't utter a single word. From beginning to end, Xia Zhaozhao hadn't even touched the more lethal-looking woodcutter's knife at her waist.

Moreover, that side kick just now was actually the first real attack she made in this fight!

Xia Zhaozhao twirled the dagger in her hand and commented, "Wow, I got a loot drop! This little knife is quite nice."

Then, she looked around, walked to the window, and deftly cut several strips of cloth from it with a dagger.

She then went to Ah Long, who was unconscious, and quickly tied his hands and feet. She then crumpled a strip of cloth into a ball and stuffed it directly into Ah Long's mouth, which was still twitching slightly.

"There are other people who want to beat you up, so just stay here and get some sleep for now~"

After doing all this, she straightened her raincoat, then walked contentedly to the back of the wheelchair, pushed it away, and headed in the direction she had agreed upon with Zhao Jia.

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It was dusk. Two henchmen were yawning as they patrolled the outpost.

"Damn, I forgot my flashlight. Let's just walk around for a bit and then head back... Speaking of which, where did the boss go? I haven't seen him in a while." The henchman asked curiously.

"Who knows? They're definitely not here. Brother Zhao and Square Face sent everyone locked up here to another place. Brother Long is probably supervising the work."

"Speaking of which, I heard that Brother Zhao shared quite a bit of food and drink with those guys who were locked up? Was that the boss's order?"

"Pshaw, how could that be! With Brother Long's stingy nature, would he really give those guys food? I bet it was Brother Zhao who made the decision. Brother Zhao is actually a pretty good guy, unlike Brother Long..."

"Hey, that's enough! Talking about the boss behind his back, you little brat, do you want to die?" The leader interrupted his companion.

Without another word, the two continued walking forward in the dim light.

Suddenly, the leader seemed to trip over something and almost fell. At the same time, a cry of pain came from beneath him, startling him.

The two jumped back immediately. Then, looking down in the dim light, they saw a person who was tied up, his mouth gagged tightly, only able to squeeze out a few moans from his throat.

"Holy crap—I was almost scared to death! How come there are still people who haven't been moved?" the leader exclaimed.

"It's too dark, I can't see clearly..." another person guessed. "It's probably that sissy. That fat woman spoils him rotten. Maybe the boss wants to get him a private room?"

The leader suddenly lowered his voice and said to the other man, "Brother, you know me... I've seen that pretty boy before, he's pretty much my type."

"...Wow, this is so oppressive! Hurry up and finish, I'll keep watch for you."

……

The man in the lead sensed something was increasingly off. In his memory, that effeminate man should have been quite thin; his arms and thighs weren't nearly as thick.

Moreover, besides that, this figure seemed to be considerably shorter than that effeminate man?

More importantly, that effeminate man's leg was badly injured, so he probably couldn't muster much strength.

The guy struggled with unusually great force, almost breaking the rags binding his hands and feet, and the whimpering sounds from his throat were filled with anger.

A sense of foreboding rose in his heart, and he quickly reached out to remove the tattered cloth covering the man's face, carefully observing him in the dim light.

The next second, he froze on the spot, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg. The lookout next to him sensed something was wrong, turned around, and was equally petrified.

"...Brother Long...?"

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Zhao Jia was walking down the corridor when he suddenly heard several panicked screams and chaotic footsteps coming from ahead, as if someone was running at full speed.

He stopped and looked warily in the direction from which the sound came.

By the dim light, he could see clearly that two of Ah Long's henchmen, whom he recognized, were scrambling toward him. One of them was even disheveled.

Upon seeing Zhao Jia standing there, they were instantly seized by a sense of relief, as if grasping at a straw. They sprinted away, using both hands and feet, shouting at the top of their lungs:

"Brother Zhao—Brother Zhao, help! Brother Zhao—Brother Long has gone mad! He's going to kill us! Help!"

Before he could finish speaking, the two of them had already rushed past Zhao Jia like a gust of wind, disappearing behind him without looking back.

The figure behind them, who appeared to be insane, suddenly unleashed a terrifying madness in his terrifying eyes the moment he saw Zhao Jia.

"Zhao—Jia—!"

He let out a piercing roar, his face contorted in pain, as if he had completely lost his mind.

At this moment, only one thought seemed to remain in his mind: to kill the man in front of him who had destroyed everything he had!

He dragged his injured leg and lunged fiercely at Zhao Jia!

However, this seemingly fierce attack came to an abrupt end halfway through.

Ah Long felt a deep, icy pain in his legs below the knees, as if they had been frozen solid in an instant.

He could no longer take a step forward, and fell while still lunging forward, his face hitting the ground again, knocking out several teeth.

He struggled to get up, only to find that his legs were covered with a thick layer of ice.

What was going on? Ah Long was completely baffled. He could only lift his head with difficulty, staring dumbfounded at Zhao Jia in front of him.

"Zhao Zhao seems to have done quite a few good things for you... How about I do something for you too, to cheer you up a bit?"

The first half of that sentence was Zhao Jia's adult male voice. But when he spoke the second half, the voice inexplicably became clear and soft, transforming into the voice of a teenage girl?

Ah Long clearly saw that Zhao Jia's figure inside the raincoat instantly shrank by a third.

Zhao Jia slowly raised his hand and took off the hood from his head.

It was a young girl's face. A cascade of turquoise hair fell down, gleaming strangely in the dim light.

Those deep blue eyes just stared at him intently, seemingly with a mocking sneer, looking down at him from above.

Ah Long was completely dumbfounded. He felt his worldview shatter at this moment, and a fear even stronger than when Xia Zhaozhao had tricked him gripped his heart tightly.

Little Green glanced at Ah Long, who was trembling like a leaf on the ground, chuckled, flicked her handsome hair, and strolled away leisurely.

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"Hey bro, got the news? Brother Long seems to have completely gone mad!"

"Huh? What happened? He was perfectly fine this afternoon, saying he was going to take us to raid that fat woman's hometown?"

"I don't know! I heard he can't even stand up now, and he keeps telling everyone that Brother Zhao has turned into a green-haired little fairy!"

"Pfft—what the hell? Has he gone completely insane? Did he overdose on drugs and start hallucinating?"

"Who knows? But I think he started acting strangely in the afternoon! He told Square Face that he wanted Square Face to take care of Brother Zhao!"

"Holy crap, really? How dare he kill Brother Zhao? That's insane!"

"Square Face told me himself, how could it be false? I think it's just that Brother Long killed too many people and got his comeuppance; he's been possessed by something!"

The square-faced henchman wasn't there and didn't participate in the group's gloating discussion.

He just squatted silently beside Brother Long, staring intently at Ah Long, who was still slumped on the ground, looking dazed and talking nonsense.

Ah Long's voice was incoherent with fear, filled with unbelievable terror.

He told Fang Lian, in fits and starts, everything he had experienced, from the white-haired little girl with unbelievable strength to Zhao Jia, who suddenly turned into a green-haired little fairy in front of him.

When he finally stopped his illogical rambling, the square-faced man slowly stood up, walked to his side, and said in an unusually calm tone:

"Brother Long, I believe what you say."

Upon hearing this, a faint glimmer of light seemed to flash in Ah Long's unfocused eyes. He raised his head: "You...you believe me?"

"Yes. They're definitely not ordinary people." The square-faced man nodded.

Then, he stared silently at Ah Long's face for a long time before slowly speaking:

"...Brother Long, now that things have come to this, is there anything else you want to say?"

Ah Long was taken aback, not understanding what he meant.

Just then, Fang Lian suddenly pulled out a sharp knife from his chest and plunged it into Ah Long's unsuspecting abdomen without hesitation!

"Ah—" Ah Long let out a piercing scream, staring in disbelief at the hilt of the knife stuck in his stomach.

With a blank expression, the square-faced man twisted his wrist, gripping the knife hilt, and churned it violently inside Ah Long's stomach.

Ah Long cried out in pain, trying to push Fang Lian away, but found that he had quickly lost all his strength.

His vitality gradually faded away as something kept gushing out from his lower abdomen.

Square Face just stared intently at Ah Long's face, which was filled with pain and disbelief. Before Ah Long's life completely faded away, he spoke softly in a somewhat weary tone:

"You killed your old brothers, and now you want to get rid of your new friends... Brother Long, do you think you can betray your former all your life? Do you know why you've never been able to climb the ladder?"