Into The Zombie World Chapter 80
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Nile reaches his hand and grabs the Whip that the Trap is holding. He pulls it and lunges it towards the Violet Man. The Trap 'yelp' in alarm as her body was thrown and hit towards the Violet Man. Yes, Nile confirmed it, Trap is actually a girl. Nile saw the backside of the Trap and he noticed the overlong hair flowing out from the ski mask.
The Violet man could do nothing than to receive the body of Trap. Both of their bodies flew for a few meters before it stopped.
Shorty saw an opportunity, and he instantly switched the direction of his weapon, the club. Previously, it was aiming for Nile's neck. But Nile dodged and even made two counterattacks. Shorty was the only one left standing in his group. Shorty changed the angle of his club and now it was aiming for Nile's waist.
Nile knew that he could not dodge that one. He had already dodged four attacks at once, after all. The sudden change of Shorty's attack is also a surprise for Nile. He could not help but re-evaluate the Shorty, it seemed that he is the most experienced in fighting between the group.
The Shorty's club arrived at Nile's waist, unfortunately, the only satisfying result it could generate is the 'thud' sound of the collision, the club could not even budge Nile's firm footing. The Shorty's attack is actually a good one, unfortunately, Nile's Constitution is already at 10.50, comparing it to the 6.9 of Shorty's Constitution is like comparing an adult who already has a job to a child who had just started primary school.
The Shorty bulges his eyes in surprise seeing Nile's unbudging body. He felt as if he smashed a solid wall and not a human. He realized that they had made a stupid decision this time.
They actually tried to rob a beast.
Shorty's club is actually a specially made weapon for fighting. It looks like a baseball bat that has been enlarged. Shorty is actually a member of the local gangs from the Village of Hangin. Well, it was disbanded after one of their members got involved in an incident.
That member actually raped an old lady, afterwards, that member got locked in prison. Their gang was then disbanded to ease the worries of the Villagers of Hangin.
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Shorty actually knows some martial arts involving clubs as the weapon, that is the reason why he could change the direction of his club with ease. But he just realised one thing, Martial Arts is nothing in front of an immovable wall.
Nile grabbed the enlarged club with his free hand, the club's surface paint is black, but because of some rust, it is already showing some orange areas. Nile lifted the club along with the Arnold-like body of Shorty.
Shorty's height can only reach Nile's armpit even if he tiptoes. With that, it was pretty easy for Nile, who had the strength of 10.50 to lift Shorty's body in the air. Shorty did not let go of his hold of the club, making it even easier for Nile to raise Shorty's body.
Nile tossed Shorty's body towards the nearest tree. The tree shook because of the impact; the leaves rained down towards Shorty, one after another.
Although Nile was boiling with rage earlier, he did not lose his reason yet. He could have killed the group already, but he decided against it. He is not afraid to kill a person, but he does not want his first kill to be this unremarkable and insignificant.
If possible, he wanted his first kill to be a person who is very vile to the point that even the devil king himself will ban that person on entering Hell lest the person replace him on his reign. Nile wanted his first kill to at least be an enjoyable one. He wanted his first kill to have a meaning.
The robber's group had already started to recover as they started to stand up one by one. The battle had only lasted for a few seconds.
Because the leader 'Browny' had the gall to threaten him, he deliberately used the first attack on him. The kind of attack that Nile has yet to control. Browny was the last to stand up and his body was still swaying like a drunkard.
The four regrouped and gathered towards Browny, who was shaking his head to regain some senses. Browny opened his ski mask and spits a mouthful of blood in the ground as he stared daggers towards Nile.
He could not accept how a weak-looking person like Nile has that much strength. He considered it as a fluke as he prepared for the second round.
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Seeing Browny's action, Papaya Lady worriedly clasped his hand.
"Babe...!" The Papaya lady said as she shook her head gently.
"He is too strong for us to handle..." Said Shorty while he rubbed his bruised arm.
It was actually dislocated earlier from Nile's throw.
The Trap only hatefully glared at Nile. It seems that she is also ready for round two.
Violet man could only silently observe. He is not in any position to advise. He had just met the group for a few days, after all. And besides, he is the weakest of the group. His voice would mean nothing to them.
Even though he is prideful, Browny is a smart man. He knows when to retreat and when to attack. And the situation right now clearly indicates that they should retreat.
Browny grasps his arm. It was swelling and had a violet colour on the surface.
Browny turned around and did not say anything. The others were just about to follow him, but it seems that they have forgotten something. And that something had just spoken garnering their attention.
"Wait... Who said that you can leave?" Nile asks as he puts his left hand in his chin as if pondering.
The group bulged their eyes in shock. The atmosphere was awkward as the group stared at the Nile.
They have just pretty much provoked a beast and now they wanted to leave just like that? Wishful thinking!
Browny glared and said furiously. "What do you want?"
Nile slit his eyes and looked at Browny intensely.
"I don't like your attitude", Nile said as he picked up a piece of tiny rock from the ground and flung it towards Browny's uninjured arm.
The speed at which the rock travelled could only be seen but could not be avoided by their current standards.
They could do nothing rather than wait for the rock's arrival.
Browny's uninjured arm was hit as he staggered a few steps back. With that rock hitting his arm hard, Browny released his grip for the mutated dagger reluctantly as it fell to the ground.
Papaya lady immediately closed in and supported Browny's body, preventing it from falling down. She glared at Nile hatefully, but she knew that it would not do her any good if she said something right now.
Seeing Nile's indifferent attitude, Trap could not help but grumble. It was only a piece of rock, but it can still cripple the arm of their leader. She realised that they have become idiotic because of their greed. Why have they not considered if the person riding the carabao was stronger than them? If they had known, hiding should only be the option.
Trap made a sigh and said, "Please let us go, we admit that we are wrong. We promise that we will not do it again." She made sure that she sounded soft and pitiful. Unfortunately, it doesn't have any effect on Nile.
"What do you mean? You have done nothing wrong. Actually, it doesn't matter, I would also do the same if I were in your shoes." Nile said as a matter-of-factly.
Trap and the others are confused by Nile's attitude. How can someone be this understanding? If it really doesn't matter then why did you stop us from leaving?
Trap knitted her brows together in confusion.
"What do you mean?"
Nile sheathed his Katana towards its Say in his back. He then clasped his hands together and said enthusiastically, "I mean, If I were in your shoes, I would also do the same."
Nile then proceeded, "So, ladies to the right and gentlemen to the left. And for your question, Yes... This is a robbery"
Nile thought that it was already generous for him to spare them. They are in an Apocalypse World after all.
As payment for their life, Nile decided to get back at them by robbing them of their mutated weapons.
"What?..." Trap widened her eyes in shock yet again.
Violet Man could not help but protest madly.
"Hahaha...This is ridiculous. So fucking ridiculous." He said while he started to laugh viciously.
Why are we being robbed now? Aren't we the one doing this kind of job?
How did it turn into something like this?
Where Am I?
Who Am I?
What did I do?
Confusion is apparent on everyone's faces as they start to ask questions inside their head.
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