Chương 10: Chapter 8: Armageddon (2) Rushing to Death with Hope for the Future

The elderly woman was tending to Er Zhuang's wounds on the couch, while two gaunt men stood in front of them, blocking their view. Da Zhuang, who was just about to indulge in a "tasty treat," had his mood spoiled and turned around with his pants in his hand and a scowl, "Who the hell are you?"

Just as he was about to swear, he saw who it was and held his tongue.

At the door stood a man nearly six feet three inches tall, his presence terrifying; his short sleeves were soaked with sweat, creating dark and light patches, and his muscular arms revealed beneath his sleeves creaked as he clenched his fists. Under the dim lighting, he looked like a menacing deity standing there.

He was clearly not someone to mess with, they all thought to themselves simultaneously.

The two gaunt men were the first to draw small knives, issuing a warning, "Get lost, or we won't be polite."

Lu Chen completely ignored the threats from these two men and instead focused his icy gaze on Da Zhuang, "Which foot did you use to kick her?"

Da Zhuang felt a pang of fear inside, but he responded arrogantly, "Not only am I going to kick her, I'm going to take her too."

Emboldened by their numbers, Da Zhuang made to kick Su Mo, who was on the ground, eliciting a painful cry from her.

This thoroughly provoked Lu Chen. Before Da Zhuang could react, the man at the door rushed to his side as fast as lightning and landed a heavy punch on his jaw. Accompanied by the sound of dislocating bones, Da Zhuang was sent flying several meters, hitting the wall of the bedroom and falling to the ground with blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, unconscious or worse.

The old woman, seeing her eldest son knocked out with a single punch, suddenly screamed and pushed the two men in front of her forward while flailing her arms. Her voice was as harsh and grating as a rasping saw, "Ah! My son! Kill him! Kill him for me!"

Seeing that their boss was knocked out with one punch, the two gaunt men exchanged a glance and tacitly made a break for it, but could they escape?

"Trying to run?" Lu Chen's eyes moved swiftly like a hungry tiger eyeing its prey. He picked up the dagger that Su Mo had dropped on the ground, and with a slight squint, he hurled it toward one man's calf. The seemingly casual throw carried an immense force.

The two men, having barely made a few steps, saw the trailing one impaled through the calf by the dagger, causing him to fall to his knees, which also brought down the man in front. Both of them cried out tearfully begging for mercy.

Lu Chen walked up to them, his words cruel, "Too late."

From room 401 in the block, screams of agony echoed.

Lu Chen didn't spare the elderly woman or the wounded Er Zhuang; he dislocated the bones in the legs of all five people and threw them downstairs.

After cleaning up, he returned to the room and delicately picked up Su Mo, who was lying on the floor, intending to place her on the bed. Having been rescued, Su Mo clung to Lu Chen's neck, refusing to let go. She cried loudly on him, tears and snot smearing all over him.

God knows how terrified she was; she truly thought she was about to be killed.

Lu Chen, somewhat at a loss with her on him, didn't know how to comfort her. He could only hold her and sit on the edge of the bed while she cried.

After Su Mo had cried enough and sniffled, Lu Chen's clothes were smeared with her traces. She sheepishly let go, feeling pain in her stomach that made her frown.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"Yes," Su Mo felt really unlucky; her leg had just healed, and now her stomach was kicked.

"Let me see," Lu Chen moved to lift her shirt for a check, but his hand was caught by a pair of soft, pale hands, "No...no need, it should just be a bruise."

Her pale face flushed slightly, realizing she was still in his arms, and their current position was somewhat embarrassing to her.

Lu Chen gave Su Mo a sidelong glance, then tossed her back onto the bed, standing up with a terse tone, "Are you sure? If it's a ruptured organ, you can wait to collect your own corpse."

"Is it that serious..." Su Mo's eyes faltered, and she grabbed the hem of his shirt with a pale-lipped, grim smile; "then... then check it for me, will you?" She didn't want to die young.

Lu Chen pursed his lips and sat down by the bed again. Su Mo obediently lay flat, and he lifted the shirt covering her belly to reveal her fair, flat abdomen, which was disconcertingly bruised with large patches of purple around her tiny navels shaped like a melon seed.

His gaze turned gloomy as his calloused palm touched Su Mo's lower abdomen, and he asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

"How about here?"

"It doesn't hurt."

After checking several spots and confirming they were only superficial injuries, Lu Chen let go of her shirt, and helped the blushing Su Mo, whose face was as red as a cooked shrimp, up from the bed. Glancing at the wall clock, it was already 8 PM; they didn't have much time left.

"Give yourself half an hour to pack up, bring it and immediately follow me," he instructed.

"Ah? Where are we going?" Su Mo was surprised then Lu Chen briefly explained the reason and went outside to wait for her.

Comet impact, end of the world. Su Mo's mind went blank; her face turned ashen again. What had she heard? Was humanity about to be extinguished?

With no time to react, she just pulled out a suitcase and started stuffing clothes inside, her hands trembling slightly.

Lu Chen was military personnel; his intelligence couldn't be inaccurate, but why had he only told her now?

Having hurriedly packed her clothes, Su Mo still wanted to try contacting her family. After all, she had come from her mother's womb.

Before she could even make the call, a beam of moonlight unexpectedly shone into Su Mo's room, casting a pool of light on the floor.

The previously dark sky, like a curtain suddenly drawn open, had the moon hanging high and the long-lost stars twinkling.

Su Mo's mouth gaped open as she stared out the window, almost popping her eyes out, then yelled toward the door, "Lu Chen! Come quick!"

The man heard her and walked into the room.

"Did your scientists say it would get light now?" pointing at the moonlight on the floor, Su Mo asked.

Seeing the moon, Lu Chen shook his head, but he roughly guessed that it was the meteorite in Earth's orbit that had moved on.

In the neighborhood, people gradually noticed the moon in the sky, and some household lights even turned on; suddenly, the whole area was abuzz with laughter and cheerful voices.

Everything seemed to be progressing in a positive direction, but Su Mo knew the real disaster hadn't yet arrived; this was more like a rare calm before the storm.

"Can't we save them?" she couldn't help feeling sad as she asked, knowing that most of the people here were oblivious.

"We can't save them," Lu Chen said heavily; there was nothing they could do about it.

"Hmm," Su Mo said nothing more. She felt sorry for these people but wasn't a saint; what she was most thankful for now was probably the decision she had made back then. Otherwise, she wouldn't have met Lu Chen, and she would be like these people, rushing towards death with hope for the future.

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