American Zombie Detective

Chapter 169 Qin Jin and his sister become prey

Qin Jin casually extended his right hand, accurately grasped the middle finger of the burly man's outstretched hand, and then effortlessly snapped it upwards with a "crack!"

A sharp, teeth-grinding cracking sound suddenly rang out!

"Ugh!!!"

The tall, burly man let out a suppressed roar of pain, staring incredulously at his finger bent at an odd angle. The excruciating pain instantly turned his face pale, and cold sweat poured down his face, completely erasing his previous imposing manner.

The entire lobby fell into a deathly silence.

Cook and the other burly man were stunned, completely unprepared for this Eastern man to act so ruthlessly and decisively!

Qin Jin shook off his hand, as if he had touched something dirty.

Without even glancing at the burly man clutching his hand in agony and the stunned group, he led Alessa straight up the stairs to their room.

Several seconds later, the burly man finally reacted and rushed forward to support his tall companion who was groaning in pain.

The two men looked extremely grim, and without uttering any more threats, they quickly left the inn.

Luigi, George, and Luc were terrified, their faces pale and their bodies trembling.

They looked at each other and saw an unprecedented fear in each other's eyes.

They dared not stay alone any longer, and practically tumbled back to the third floor, where they squeezed into the same room.

At this moment, the image of the mysterious Chinese man Qin Jin in their minds was completely overturned.

He was definitely not an ordinary tourist or an indifferent bystander. The ruthlessness with which he decisively broke someone's finger, the cold indifference to threat and pain, made him seem more like a—criminal!

Or, a fugitive on the run!

They almost simultaneously concluded that Qin Jin must be connected to the missing girl.

When Qin Jin and Alessa came downstairs with their simple luggage, the hotel lobby was deserted, like an abandoned haunted house.

That excessive quietness enveloping the body is like the fine sweat seeping out before a summer downpour, sticky and uncomfortable.

They boarded the bus with the glutinous rice balls and drove away from the youth hostel without incident, a success that itself carried an eerie undertone.

However, the search for a new hotel turned this eeriness into a cold reality.

After contacting three hotels, Qin Jin was told that all rooms were unavailable. On the last visit, he even saw the room availability information on a screen, but the answer was still the same: no rooms were available.

This is so interesting!

Qin Jin decided to skip the overnight stay and drove the car directly to a campervan campsite on the edge of town, intending to spend the night there.

The night was as dark as ink, and only two RVs lay dormant in the campsite like giant beasts, emitting a faint light.

Qin Jin parked the car in a secluded corner, turned off the engine, and darkness and silence instantly engulfed them.

However, not long after, Qin Jin heard the sound of the RV starting. The two vehicles left the campsite almost at the same time, followed by a black SUV. The huge RV campsite was now only occupied by Qin Jin and his second-hand vehicle.

"Looks like the game is about to begin." Qin Jin's gaze met Alessa's expectant eyes, a hunter's playful look in them: "Be careful later, I'll only start when I say start—let's see what they're going to do first, and then decide how we'll play."

Alesha's grey-blue eyes lit up with knowing joy, and she quickly curled up in her seat to cooperate. Qin Jin also adjusted his breathing and pretended to fall asleep.

coming!

Soon, accompanied by rustling sounds, several dark figures silently and swiftly surrounded the SUV. Then, a dazzling arc of white and blue light appeared outside the car window—

They actually brought out their welding torches!

Qin Jin seemed to suddenly wake up, sitting bolt upright. The four car doors were now firmly welded shut. He frantically tried to start the car, his voice filled with terror: "Who are you? What do you want?! Stop!"

Aresa sat up straight at that moment, looking out the window, her eyes filled with excitement and anticipation at the start of the game. If it weren't for her habitually expressionless face, she would definitely be beaming with joy.

Those outside the car ignored Qin Jin and Alessa's reactions. They acted even faster, not only welding the doors shut but also welding steel bars between the windows and the roof, using ground anchors to jam the wheels, and prying open the hood to cut the horn and belts.

The entire process was so smooth and seamless, it was almost like an F1 driver changing wheels mid-race.

In just a few minutes, the off-road vehicle was completely transformed into a sturdy metal cage.

In this situation, Qin Jin simply gave up performing and watching them perform was enough.

Welding completed, the heavy roar of an engine drew near, and a massive container truck reversed, followed by a forklift—

The SUV was easily lifted and shoved into the container. Darkness engulfed the world, followed by bumps and a roar. The container truck began to sway and start moving, heading towards the unknown—

In the absolute darkness, Alessa's voice rang out softly: "We've been kidnapped?" Her voice contained no fear or apprehension, only suppressed excitement.

"Yeah!" Qin Jin's voice returned to its usual languid tone. In the darkness, he precisely rubbed his slightly agitated temples, his tone relaxed: "Happy now, aren't you?"

"Mmm!" Alessa nodded emphatically, but soon her lips pouted slightly, as if she were annoyed: "Oh no! The glycerin is gone, and I haven't replenished it yet—"

Qin Jin's lips twitched slightly, but he quickly reassured her, "Nitroglycerin is nothing compared to a kukri! There's this guy in a game who said, 'Brothers, come and chop me up,' let's have a good chop then."

"Hmm!" Upon hearing this, the last trace of imperfection in Alessa's heart disappeared.

The container truck bumped along for what felt like an eternity before finally coming to a stop.

Indistinct voices and the clanging of metal could be heard outside. The container door was flung open with a bang, and the forklift once again ripped them out, vehicle and all. The sudden burst of light was blinding.

Looking out the car window, Qin Jin saw a huge factory shed, very tall, like the belly of a giant beast, with their SUV located right in the center of it.

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"

Several intense beams of light suddenly shone down, illuminating the exhibits in the venue like spotlights on the stage, including the off-road vehicle and several metal pillars next to it.

The people tied to the pillar in that order are: Sophie, Leah, Luigi, George, and Luc.

Everyone was illuminated by beams of light, their hands were tied to the rings on the pillars, their mouths were sealed with tape, the two girls had disheveled hair, Sophie was still twisting her body with all her might, but Leah had a blank look in her eyes, her whole body and face were dirty, as if she had been scared out of her wits.

Luigi and the others weren't much better off; their faces were deathly pale, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and they were making incoherent gurgling noises.

Then, on the second-floor platform opposite, dim lights came on, illuminating four luxurious areas resembling the boxes of nobles in the Roman Colosseum.

In each area, there were more or less people, each wearing masks and different clothing. Some were in camouflage military uniforms, some were bloodstained butchers, some were dressed in suits, and some were dressed in exaggerated and ugly clown costumes.

But in front of everyone, in their hands, and on the ground, there were all kinds of weapons, both cold and hot.

Suddenly, a dark blue spotlight shone on the front of the SUV, and Clara, like a demon crawling out of the depths of a nightmare, twisted her waist and suddenly appeared in the center of the halo.

Clara slowly stepped into the center of the circle of light, wearing an extremely alluring yet extremely dangerous outfit: a black leather jacket tightly wrapped around her body with a deep V-neck that almost extended to her abdomen, a skirt so short that it only covered the top of her thighs, and a pair of high-heeled boots on her feet.

Her makeup was even more intense than before, her red lips were as if stained with blood, and her eyes burned with a frenzied, almost religiously fanatical excitement. The upper half of her face was covered by a pale octopus mask: "Ladies and Gentlemen!!! Distinguished guests!"

Her voice, amplified by a hidden microphone, echoed through the empty factory shed, carrying an operatic exaggeration and hysteria.

"Welcome to—Hell Hunting Grounds!!!"

"I, Clara, the host of this event, on behalf of our supreme, generous, and wise Mr. K, thank all the investors for attending and placing their bets! And thank you to the four top hunting teams for participating! Tonight, blood and money will compose the most magnificent symphony!"

Her gaze swept over the dimly lit private rooms, which elicited a roar and cheers!

"Now, it is my honor to introduce the four teams participating in this year's Hell Hunt—our Bloodthirsty Executioners!"

"First! Let's welcome the first group of executioners! The cold, deadly, silent Black Mamba brothers!"

The beam of light froze, and under the light, two lean men wearing matching jungle camouflage outfits walked out.

They wore black masks that covered their entire faces, with ferocious snake patterns outlined in silver-white.

The two moved in sync, like mirror images, silently bowing slightly, the curved swords and pistols at their waists gleaming coldly.

"Second group!" Clara's voice suddenly rose, becoming hoarse, "From the abyss of madness, their behavior unpredictable! The asylum!!"