Apocalyptic Invasion: I Activated the Apocalyptic Points System

Bang! Crash!

The fighting and shouting upstairs suddenly erupted!

At the very second that the sound exploded,

Qin Xu quickly reached out and pulled up the tightly closed roller shutter door, then bent down and rushed inside, running straight towards the stairs.

As he passed the shelf next to the stairs, he casually picked up two packets of red chili powder from it, and tore open the seals as he walked upstairs with low steps.

On the second floor, in a dimly lit and cramped bedroom.

The chubby man was covered in blood from the hacking, his face contorted in a ferocious expression. He kept swinging the cleaver in his hand at Feng Wenlong and Zhang Haiyang, completely reckless.

Just as Feng Wenlong stepped into the bedroom, the man hiding behind the door slashed him on the shoulder with a knife. If Zhang Haiyang hadn't reacted quickly and pushed him, the knife would probably have severed his carotid artery.

Then, the three of them started slashing each other with knives in the cramped bedroom.

The fat man was just an ordinary person; how could he possibly be a match for those two thugs, Feng Wenlong and Zhang Haiyang? The kitchen knife in his hand had a much smaller attack range than a cleaver.

Flanked by two attackers, he was quickly stabbed more than a dozen times. He kept swinging his knife, roaring, "I'm going to kill you all! Ah—!"

Blood splattered everywhere!

The blood stained the pink sheets, light gray floor tiles, and white walls. Crimson blood trickled down the bed and spread to the young woman's eyes.

Seeing the blood flowing before her eyes and hearing her husband's screams and roars, her face was covered in tears. She was on the verge of collapse, biting her hand tightly, trembling like a leaf but not daring to make a sound.

"ah---!"

A series of piercing screams rang out.

Zhang Haiyang launched a sneak attack from behind, slashing the man's carotid artery with his knife. In an instant, a spurt of warm blood gushed out, splattering all over the man's face.

Having been stabbed in the shoulder, Feng Wenlong was now completely enraged. With all his might, he swung the knife and struck the man on the top of the head, causing blood to spurt out and stain the ceiling red.

With a clang.

The man dropped the kitchen knife from his hand to the floor, and he collapsed heavily to the ground with a thud, his unseeing eyes staring at the floor beneath the bed.

Before his consciousness faded into darkness, his biggest worry was his wife.

"Fuck your mother! You dare to chop me with a kitchen knife?" Feng Wenlong, wincing in pain, stomped on the back of the man's head.

Zhang Haiyang, standing to the side, reached out and pulled back the curtains, using the light streaming in from outside to survey the small bedroom.

"Wait a minute, there should be another woman hiding in this room."

Zhang Haiyang glanced at the women's underwear on the bed and the cosmetics on the dressing table, and instantly guessed that there might be another woman hiding in the room.

He subconsciously glanced at the double wardrobe next to him.

Feng Wenlong picked up a towel and pressed it against the bleeding wound on his shoulder. He then searched around the room for a first-aid kit or emergency medication.

Meanwhile, Qin Xu was hiding in a dark corner outside the door, holding a dagger in his right hand and two open bags of chili powder in his left, ready to ambush.

Inside the bedroom.

"Huh? Nobody here?" Zhang Haiyang suddenly reached out and pulled open the wardrobe door, only to find no one hiding inside. He frowned subconsciously and looked sharply under the bed.

Now, the only place in the room where someone can hide is under this double bed.

"Haiyang, come help me, let's stop the bleeding first." Feng Wenlong rummaged through the bedside table and pulled out a first-aid kit containing some commonly used hemostatic items.

As he spoke, he sat down on the edge of the bed, pulled off his blood-soaked clothes, revealing a gruesome, everted wound about three centimeters long.

The bleeding from the wound had not stopped and was still seeping out. Feng Wenlong's face had turned ashen. He picked up a piece of sterile gauze and pressed it against the wound.

"Haiyang, forget about whether there are women hiding here, just bandage me up first, or I'll bleed to death."

Seeing that Feng Wenlong's face had turned deathly pale from blood loss, Zhang Haiyang had no choice but to abandon checking under the bed and instead help him stop the bleeding and bandage his wounds.

After all, even if there's a woman hiding under the bed, it's not much of a threat.

After arriving at Feng Wenlong's side, he frowned slightly as he looked at the open wound. This wound needed to be stitched up, otherwise the bleeding would not stop.

I glanced towards the door and made sure there was no movement outside.

He put down the machete, took out iodine from the medical kit, cleaned Feng Wenlong's wound, and then sprinkled some Yunnan Baiyao on it.

Next, I rummaged through the first-aid kit, but I didn't find any needles or thread for stitching wounds. I only found a bunch of safety pins and some medical tape.

"Just bear with it."

Zhang Haiyang picked up a piece of sterile gauze with his left hand and pressed it hard on Feng Wenlong's wound, while his right hand picked up a roll of hemostatic bandage and began to bandage it.

"grass!"

A sharp, tearing pain shot through Feng Wenlong's shoulder, his vision went black, and a wave of dizziness washed over him.

Just as Zhang Haiyang put down the machete, turned his back to the door, and hurriedly bandaged Feng Wenlong's wounds.

Qin Xu, who was hiding outside the door, no longer hesitated. He knew that his opportunity had come.

He sheathed the dagger at his waist, placed the two bags of chili powder on the cabinet beside him, and then rushed into the bedroom with both hands raised.

At the same time, with a slight thought, the Mo Dao appeared in his hands, and he thrust it towards Zhang Haiyang, who was a meter away and had his back to him.

The moment Zhang Haiyang heard footsteps behind him, he quickly dropped the gauze and bandages in his hand and reached for the machete on the bed.

But it was too late!

The blade flashed like a dragon, with a soft "thud"!

The over two-meter-long, incredibly sharp broadsword pierced his back in an instant.

A knife pierced his heart, and crimson blood shot into the air like a sharp arrow.

"Qin...Qin Xu? What are you doing here?"

The moment Feng Wenlong, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, looked up and saw Qin Xu, his pupils dilated in shock, and a look of terror appeared on his pale face.

"I'm here to take your lives!" Qin Xu's hands didn't stop moving. He gripped the Mo Dao tightly with both hands and thrust it forward with all his might.

Puff-!

The incredibly sharp blade pierced Zhang Haiyang's chest in an instant, and amidst his horrified expression, it continued to stab towards Feng Wenlong.

Why?

Feng Wenlong was already in a weakened state, his mind became sluggish, and he didn't have time to dodge. He just stood up subconsciously, with only one question on his mind.

Why did Qin Xu want to kill him and Zhang Haiyang?

Although he had discussed with Zhang Haiyang about finding a way to kill Qin Xu.

But we haven't even started yet!

We haven't even laid a hand on you yet, so why did you strike first and kill us?

Unfortunately, he will never understand why.

*Pfft!*

The blood-stained blade pierced directly into Feng Wenlong's chest, stringing him and Zhang Haiyang together like a candied hawthorn skewer, and their consciousness gradually faded.

Qin Xu twisted the blade with both hands, and as it spun, it shattered the hearts of both men.

next second.

The long sword in his hand vanished instantly, returning to the system space. The two corpses, losing their support, collapsed into pools of blood with a thud.

The feeling of killing someone is completely different from killing monsters!

With his adrenaline soaring to its peak, Qin Xu plopped down on the edge of the bed, panting heavily. His whole body felt numb as if he had been electrocuted, and he trembled slightly unconsciously.

He couldn't tell if he was excited or scared; he just felt incredibly happy, like the satisfaction of killing an enemy, and he couldn't help but want to shout.

But he held back in the end, taking deep breaths to calm himself down, because there might be a woman hiding in this room!