Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist

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The slight creaking of the door hinges sounded particularly jarring in this oppressive environment.

The sounds in the room suddenly stopped.

Everyone froze in their tracks.

Johnny, the black man who committed the assault, suddenly raised his head, his face still bearing the lingering sneer and lust, and looked towards the door.

The other Black people sitting or standing nearby also looked over in astonishment.

The white woman, pinned to the table, stopped sobbing and struggling, a look of bewilderment flashing in her desperate eyes.

The other two women, who were trembling in the corner, also looked up in fear.

The air seemed to freeze.

Su Hui walked in expressionlessly. His black tactical jacket accentuated his tall and straight figure, and the dark silver longsword in his hand reflected a cold gleam under the eerie green light of the emergency lamp.

Harley followed closely behind, a playful smile on her face, a baseball bat casually draped over her shoulder, her bright blue eyes curiously scanning everyone in the room.

"who are you?"

A Black man closest to the door asked instinctively, his voice filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Johnny narrowed his eyes; he recognized Su Hui.

It's the man I saw on the roof of the dormitory building in the distance during the day.

His gaze immediately fell on Harley behind Su Hui, and his eyes instantly flashed with naked lust and greed.

Her golden twin ponytails, hot figure, delicate face, and peculiar outfit all stimulated his desires, which had been twisted by the apocalypse.

Several Black people nearby also noticed Harley, and their eyes became equally filthy.

They exchanged a glance, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

The man who suddenly appeared looked menacing, but there were five of them.

Moreover, that woman... was just too tempting.

"Kid, what are you doing...?"

Johnny grinned maliciously, about to say something.

However, he could never finish talking.

A streak of dark silver light flashed by.

It's so fast that people can't even react.

puff!

Johnny's head suddenly flew off, his face still bearing the expression of shock and lewdness.

Hot blood gushed out like a fountain from Johnny's severed neck, splattering all over the walls and tabletops nearby.

The headless corpse swayed and then fell heavily to the ground.

boom!

The dull thud of the landing struck everyone's heart.

The whole room fell into deathly silence.

All that remained was the sound of blood gushing out.

Everyone was completely stunned by this sudden and bloody scene.

The sneers on the black men's faces froze instantly, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

They didn't even see how the other party made their move.

Su Hui flicked the blood off the blade; the dark silver edge still gleamed coldly, untouched by any dust.

"You, you!!!"

After a brief silence, someone finally reacted, pointing at Su Hui and speaking in a trembling voice.

"Shut up."

But before he could finish speaking...

Su Hui's cold gaze swept over the remaining four black men, his voice low and carrying an unquestionable authority.

Two simple words, yet they seem to carry immense power.

The black men trembled, instinctively shut their mouths, raised their hands, and didn't dare to breathe.

Fear overwhelmed them like a tidal wave.

"what--!"

The white woman, whose face was splattered with blood, finally snapped out of her shock and let out a short scream.

But she quickly covered her mouth tightly again, looking at Su Hui in horror, her body trembling like a leaf.

The two women in the corner were so frightened that they huddled together and let out suppressed sobs.

Only heavy breathing and the sound of teeth chattering filled the room.

"Pfft!"

A Black man's legs buckled, and he knelt down, raising his hands above his head, his voice trembling as he begged for mercy.

"No...don't kill me! Please!!"

"Spare your life! Spare your life!"

The remaining black men also realized what was happening and knelt down to beg for mercy, tears streaming down their faces. All traces of their previous arrogance had vanished.

Su Hui ignored their pleas for mercy and turned his gaze to the white woman who was being pinned to the table by Johnny.

Her white coat was torn to shreds, her face was covered in blood and tears, and her eyes were filled with terror, but there seemed to be some other emotion hidden deep inside.

"I don't care who you are, I just want to know how much you know about the monster upstairs?"

Su Hui cut straight to the point, his tone cold.

The information from the fifth floor was what he cared about most.

Upon hearing this, the faces of the black men changed again, and a hint of fear flashed in their eyes.

"The fifth floor?"

"You...you mean the monster on the fifth floor?"

A Black man asked in a trembling voice.

"Yes! Monsters! The fifth floor! The fifth floor is full of fucking monsters!"

Another Black man seemed to have been triggered by a terrifying memory, and became agitated. "Mei you mei you ne mei kong mei mei mei mei mei mei xiang ne xiang..."

“Those guys…they are…they are controlled by something far more terrifying!”

"We don't know what that thing is either..."

Another person added, their voice trembling with tears, "We only went up there once by chance, and we almost didn't come back! That place... that place was simply hell!"

They described it incoherently, their voices filled with undisguised fear.

at this time.

A sudden change occurred!

The white woman, who had been pinned to the table and looked terrified, suddenly had a look of intense hatred and madness in her eyes.

While everyone's attention was on Su Hui, she somehow managed to grab a sharp weapon in her hand.

"Go to hell! You scum!"

She let out a piercing scream and, as if possessed, lunged at the nearest black man.

The black man was so engrossed in his fear of the monster upstairs and his dread of Su Hui that he was completely unprepared.

puff!

The sharp blade plunged deep into his neck!

Blood spurted out.

The Black man clutched his neck, his eyes wide open, making a hoarse sound, and fell straight down.

Having succeeded in her attack, the white woman did not stop.

She pulled out her bloodstained weapon, turned and lunged at another Black man, her face contorted with a vengeful schadenfreude and a mad, all-consuming frenzy.

"Go to hell! You all deserve to die!"

The room instantly descended into chaos.

The remaining three Black men screamed in terror and backed away, trying to avoid the woman who had suddenly gone mad.

Harley had been watching the farce with great interest until this moment, when she finally made a move.

Her figure flashed by like a ghost.

boom!

The "Goodnight" baseball bat struck the white woman's wrist precisely.

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.

The woman let out a painful groan as the weapon in her hand flew out and crashed to the ground with a clatter.

Harley stepped forward and, with a nimble twist and press, pinned the woman, who had lost her weapon and was struggling, to the ground with her hands tied behind her back.

"Oh dear, ma'am, calm down! Honey hasn't finished asking his question yet!"

Harley spoke with a cheerful smile, her tone innocent and carefree, as if she were simply stopping a naughty child.

But she didn't loosen her grip at all.

"let me go!"

The woman lay on the ground, breathing heavily, her face covered in tears and sweat. She raised her head and looked at Su Hui standing to the side, her eyes burning with a frenzied flame.

"Kill them! Please! Kill these beasts!"

"I know about the upstairs! I know what's going on on the fifth floor! I'll tell you if you kill them!"

25. Horror Nest [3k]

The woman's voice was hoarse and shrill, filled with deep-seated hatred.

The remaining three black men were pale-faced, staring at Su Hui in terror while cursing at the woman on the ground.

"You bitch! You filthy whore! You're trying to get us killed!"

"Boss! Don't listen to her! She's crazy!"

"Kill her! Kill this madwoman!"

They shouted hysterically, trying to persuade Su Hui.

Su Hui ignored their shouts and focused his gaze on the woman being carried by Harley.

"Kill...kill them!"

The woman's voice was hoarse, and her eyes were bloodshot as she met Su Hui's gaze. She spoke again, "As long as you kill them! I'll tell you everything that happened upstairs! I know! I know exactly what happened on the fifth floor!"

Her voice carried a hysterical resolve.

"No! Don't kill us!"

"She's lying! She wants us dead!"

The three Black men offered incoherent explanations, their voices filled with despair.

Su Hui's eyes remained unmoved; he didn't even glance at those people.

He simply looked at the woman calmly, his tone indifferent.

"Tell me what you know first."

His words were concise, yet carried an unquestionable air of command.