Cultivation Quick Transmigration: The Believer Girl is Lacking Money and Morals

A few days later, one evening, Mo Chenchen was reading a novel on the large bed in the space when she suddenly heard strange noises outside the space.

Upon closer listening, it turned out that this time it wasn't in the yard, but on the roof.

Mo Chenchen was furious. "MT, is this never going to end? Do you think I'm a pushover, a fat sheep? Everyone wants to squeeze me?"

He paused for a moment, changed into sportswear to make it easier to act, and then slipped out of the space.

He brought out a gun and a dagger directly from his spatial storage, and without wearing shoes, he stepped barefoot onto the floor, making no sound.

Listening closely, it seemed to be two people, in the direction of the restroom.

If she can't play the open game and resorts to underhanded tactics, then don't blame her.

Her villa had been renovated, and there weren't many places to enter. Besides the normal entrance, there was only the bathroom ventilation opening. Not bad, she scouted the location well.

She wasn't in a hurry, so she stood in a corner of the restroom and waited.

With a barely audible click, the outer cover of the vent was pried open.

Mo Chenchen flashed back into the space. Looking out from inside, she saw a person come down from above, squatted down and waited for a long time. After confirming that there was no danger, the person made a little noise towards the outside.

Soon, another person jumped down from above. The two of them didn't say anything, but made various hand gestures. Mo Chenchen watched and thought they looked quite professional.

Seeing that there was no one else, Mo Chenchen stopped waiting. As soon as the person walked past the place where she had just entered the space, she quickly flashed out of the space and with a single slash, the person met his end.

After eliminating one person, the remaining Mo Chenchen must be spared.

The opponent was clearly an experienced fighter. Sensing something was wrong, he lunged forward and simultaneously slashed backward with his knife! The movement was swift and ruthless!

But Mo Chenchen was even faster! As if she had anticipated the other party's movements, she easily dodged the knife by turning to the side, while at the same time, she precisely grabbed the other party's wrist holding the knife with her left hand and twisted it forcefully!

"Crack!" A sickeningly loud sound of bone breaking rang out.

"Ouch!" The shadowy figure let out a short cry of pain, and the dagger in his hand clattered to the ground.

Seeing that the dagger had fallen, the man reached for his gun, but Mo Chenchen kicked him in the stomach and then stepped forward, dislocating both of the man's arms.

The dark figure groaned, the intense pain nearly causing him to faint.

Mo Chenchen, however, delivered a sharp chop to the side of his neck!

The dark figure went limp, lost consciousness completely, and collapsed to the ground.

With everything resolved, Mo Chenchen breathed a sigh of relief. He took out two daggers and two pistols from the two men's bodies. Looking at the real weapons in his hands, Mo Chenchen's eyes darkened.

Is the situation chaotic, or is it the authorities who intervened?

Mo Chenchen casually wrapped the corpse in something and threw it into her spatial storage, mainly because she was afraid that the blood would soil her green lawn.

After disposing of the body, they began to study how to get something out of the person underground.

There's no need for such a crude method as splashing cold water; water is so precious in the apocalypse, the other party is hardly worthy of it.

He took out a dagger, cut a piece off the man's clothes and stuffed it into his mouth, then raised the knife and stabbed the man's leg hard.

"Ugh... Ugh..." The man jolted awake in pain, trying to scream, but found his mouth was gagged. He looked at Mo Chenchen standing there in horror.

Mo Chenchen didn't mince words and asked directly, "Who sent you? Where's your hideout?"

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh..." The man's eyes darted around, clearly indicating he had no intention of answering.

Mo Chenchen didn't have the patience to waste time with him. She lifted her foot and, with the hard sole of her shoe, stepped on the man's shoulder, slowly applying pressure.

A bead of sweat instantly appeared on the man's forehead, and he mumbled incoherently.

Mo Chenchen was very unhappy to see that this person was quite stubborn, so she raised her other foot and this time she really used force.

The man underground is suffering terribly, sobbing, "Just take what's in my mouth! I can't speak..."

Unfortunately, Mo Chenchen couldn't hear his inner thoughts. Seeing that the man still didn't speak, she kicked him in the groin. The man's eyes rolled back immediately, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even whimper.

Mo Chenchen sighed, "I didn't expect a petty thief to have such backbone."

The man lying down wanted to roll his eyes. He said, "I didn't say whether I would say it or not. It's just that I can't say it."

Mo Chenchen watched the man lying there without reacting for a long time before squatting down to remove the cloth from his mouth and threatening, "Will you talk or I'll castrate you."

The man immediately spoke, weakly: "Say it, say it, I've wanted to tell you for a long time..."

A flock of crows flew by, and Mo Chenchen said somewhat insincerely, "Sorry, I forgot..."

Kidnapper...you're surprisingly polite...

After a while, the man gave an address in fits and starts: the basement of a medium-sized supermarket.

There were five of them in total. The leader was a former contractor who used to work in the renovation industry. His surname was Zhao, and his nickname was Zhao Laowu.

After the apocalypse, relying on his eldest son's previous military service, he acquired several guns and gathered a group of people to engage in petty theft and robbing lone individuals.

This time, they only decided to investigate because they knew that Mo Chenchen had a large amount of clean water and supplies.

The company that did her renovation? Mo Chenchen remembered. Before the apocalypse, after she bought this villa, she did indeed hire a renovation company, and it seemed that the owner's surname was Zhao.

Who would have thought that the person who renovated her house would now be eyeing her, the homeowner? How wonderful.

Having obtained the information she wanted, Mo Chenchen no longer hesitated.

He chopped the man unconscious again with a karate chop, then tied him up like a dumpling with a strong rope, sealing his mouth with several layers of tape. He dragged him to the secluded basement of the villa, threw him in a corner, and planned to deal with him later.

Passive defense will never solve the problem.

There's no such thing as being able to guard against thieves for a thousand days if you're a thief for a thousand days.

Now that we know their hideout, let's just wipe them out! Eliminate any future trouble!

She went back upstairs, quickly changed into a darker outfit that made it easier to move around, stored the car in the garage, and climbed out from the back of the mountain.

Once we reached the main road, we took the car out and drove into the city.

The city has changed dramatically since Mo Chenchen first came here, with garbage and abandoned vehicles everywhere.

Some buildings showed signs of burning, and the air smelled of burning and decay.

Occasionally, a few scattered figures could be seen trudging through the ruins, searching for what was happening. When they saw Mo Chenchen's car pass by, most of them would hide warily, while a few would look over with numb eyes.

Following the address provided by the man, Mo Chenchen finally found it after many twists and turns. Upon seeing the location, she was surprised to find that it was quite hidden. If she hadn't known beforehand, who would have guessed that there was a supermarket warehouse in the basement?

After storing the car in her spatial storage, Mo Chenchen didn't rush in rashly, knowing the other party was armed.

First, I circled around the area to make sure there were no lookouts before I felt safe enough to slowly walk downstairs.

The further down they went, the stronger the smell became. Mo Chenchen took out a gas mask from her spatial storage and put it on. The smell was indescribable; she didn't want to eat for three days after smelling it.