Apocalypse: The White Moonlight Became a Possessive Mad Dog

Su Han squatted down and probed the man's nose.

Normally, losing this much blood would have killed him long ago. But this person is resilient and is still breathing.

"He won't last much longer. He's bled too much too quickly; he's doomed," Su Han said.

Jin Ting closed her eyes in despair.

She never imagined that one of her decisions would kill her teammate. If she had to do it again, she would rather die than stay...

Su Han helped Jin Ting to her feet. "Let's go. Your injuries are also severe. If the bleeding isn't stopped in time, he'll end up like you."

Jin Ting knew that if she couldn't find Shen Chengyin to stop the bleeding and heal her wounds, she would surely die. She endured the pain and remained silent.

The two walked unsteadily toward the door.

*

At the same time, Shen Chengyin seemed to sense something and glanced downstairs.

"Tell me quickly, where did you hide them?!" The man with the buzz cut pointed a knife at the woman's neck.

The two stood in the narrow room. In the middle of the room, on the large bed, sat a woman who looked to be in her forties or fifties. Her face was covered with yellow spots, her hair was thinning, and she was holding a wrinkled baby in her arms.

It wasn't the wrinkled kind that comes with a newborn's skin not yet fully expanded; it was the wrinkled kind that comes from hunger and being so thin it was almost unrecognizable.

The woman's face was full of fear, but thinking of the child in her arms, she tried her best to straighten her back.

"You two look like soldiers. I have a child in my arms, so you can't lay a hand on me."

To facilitate their movements when carrying out missions, they usually wear military boots and dark coats. Coupled with their upright posture, they certainly don't look like ordinary people at first glance.

The man with the buzz cut didn't want to waste words with the woman. There were too many twists and turns in this house, and he and Shen Chengyin had finally found it. This woman must know something.

"You won't talk? You'll die if you don't talk."

Before the man with the buzz cut could even make a move, the woman lifted the baby in her arms, and the baby burst into loud cries, each cry louder than the last.

"He's only a few months old, how can you be so heartless!"

The man with the buzz cut thought the woman was a bit silly.

This is the apocalypse. There are plenty of people outside who would kill each other for a piece of bread. Who cares if you're a man or a woman, old or young?

The baby's cries were so loud that soon the sound of rustling footsteps could be heard outside.

Two girls and a boy arrived, the older one looking no more than seven or eight years old, the younger one three or four, staggering behind them.

"mom!"

The eldest girl saw the man with the buzz cut pointing a knife at the woman, shouted, and immediately rushed over.

A cold glint flashed in her hand. Although the man with the buzz cut didn't see what it was, he quickly dodged it, grabbed the girl's neck with his other hand, and lifted her up.

Only then did everyone realize that the girl was holding a small pencil sharpener.

The blade was covered in rust; getting stabbed in it could be fatal.

The woman on the bed panicked when she saw this, "Hey! Hey! Hey! What are you doing! She's still young and doesn't understand!"

The girl was being choked, her eyes wide with rage, a sinister expression on her face as if she wanted to kill someone.

"Where did the people who came with us go?" Shen Chengyin suddenly asked.

When Shen Chengyin asked the question, the man with the buzz cut loosened his grip slightly to allow the girl to speak.

"A bunch of filthy pigs! We'll kill them all and eat them, what can you do about it?!"

It's hard to imagine that these words would come from a child who is not even ten years old.

The man with the buzz cut twitched his lips and slapped the girl across the face.

"Your mouth is fucking filthy."

The woman who was sitting on the bed wasn't worried when she heard the girl cursing, but now that she saw the girl being beaten, she hurriedly crawled forward two steps.

"That's illegal! Hitting her is illegal! She's just a child, what does she know!"

Breaking the law?

The man with the buzz cut laughed in exasperation.

It's been almost two years since the apocalypse, and he hasn't heard the word "crime" in ages.

It's laughable if I say it out loud.

Just as the man with the buzz cut was about to kill the child, a gunshot suddenly rang out beside him, startling him so much that he almost dropped the girl he was holding.

He stared at Shen Chengyin in disbelief. "You fired?!"

Shen Chengyin put away his gun without saying anything, but the crew-cut man felt that there were two words in the other man's eyes—"Are you blind?"

The woman, who had just been arguing vehemently, was now holding an infant in her arms, her eyes wide open, and she fell straight backward, her forehead bearing a bloody hole.

She never expected to lose her life so easily, and she died with her eyes wide open in disbelief.

"She's just a child, she's not," Shen Chengyin said calmly.

This group of people has lived here for too long, completely cut off from the outside world. They're even muttering ridiculous words like "lawless kids."

Shen Chengyin had lost his patience.

Judging by the time, Su Han had been gone for almost two hours. He couldn't wait any longer.

He needs to find someone.

Upon hearing the gunshot, the girl who had been so arrogant just moments before was stunned. She stared at Shen Chengyin, trembling, completely unlike her previous arrogant and cursing self.

"Lead the way if you want to live," Shen Chengyin said.

The girl nodded repeatedly, trembling, and pushed aside her younger siblings who were blocking her way, rushing out.

The youngest child was pushed by the girl and stumbled, almost tumbling down the stairs. A man with a buzz cut walked by, caught the child with his foot, and lifted him up, placing him aside.

The two followed the girl to the basement of the house. The overwhelming stench of blood made their hearts sink.

A long table stained with blood, several basins of blood beneath it, and a teammate lying in the corner, almost lifeless.

The blood plasma in the basin was already semi-coagulated, dark and nauseating.

"Ah Gang!" The crew-cut man rushed over and reached out to check his teammate's breath.

There was still breath, but he was exhaling more than he was inhaling; anyone with eyes could see he was beyond saving.

The man with the buzz cut immediately turned red in the eyes.

Shen Chengyin frowned deeply; Su Han wasn't here. But looking at the man who had fainted on the ground beside him, it must have been Su Han's doing.

He came, but he left.

This is not the feeling he wants.

He wants to see that person, right now.

While still grieving the loss of his teammates, Cun Tou suddenly saw Shen Chengyin come over and reach out to support A Gang's shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, the already broken body began to grow flesh and blood at an alarming rate. The wounds healed completely, and the horrific gash on the chest began to close at a visible speed.

A few minutes later, A-Gang opened his eyes, his gaze filled with confusion.

"Where is Akan?"

A voice rang in my ear, devoid of any emotion.