Transmigrated as the Domesticated Rabbit of the Sick and Frail Villain in the Apocalypse

When Zhao Qiyang realized that these people’s presumptuous eyes were directed at Zhao Sihui, he stepped in front of his sister, shielding her with his not-so-wide chest.

He clenched his fists tightly. The skin beneath his clothes emitted a green glow, and traces of uneven bumps could be seen from the surface of his clothes.

If they dared to take a step forward, he would smash his fist right at their faces.

When the few men saw the silver gun in Zhao Qiyang’s hand, they did not rush forward recklessly.

People had always been afraid of firearms.

Their leader, the Snake-Headed Man, rose to his feet, licked his lips with his snake tongue, and leered at the intruders. The woman under him lay on the floor like a battered doll; it was unknown whether she was still alive or not.

The Zhao siblings couldn’t bear to take a closer look at the girl, and the rage in their hearts grew even stronger.

“It will take a lot more than just the few of you to pass by City M,” the Snake-Headed Man sneered. “Do you know what’s on the opposite side?”

When Jin Yang heard the man’s words, he thought that perhaps they had sealed the road not only to prevent the survivors from leaving the city, but also because there was something scary on the opposite side.

It was not that they didn’t want to go out, but rather they couldn’t.

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However, he kept his thoughts to himself. He carefully observed the people in front of him and realized that he might have gained a new ability.

The six or seven men all gave off different feelings from their bodies. They seemed to be unique auras, which could only be found in evolved people.

Most of them didn’t seem dangerous to him. Only the Snake-Headed Man had a stronger aura than Qiu Qiong, indicating that this man was more difficult to handle than Qiu Qiong.

Jin Yang seemed to have developed special senses to assess the level of evolved people.

He looked down at the little rabbit in his arms whose eyes were still covered by his hands. He did not sense any aura around the seemingly harmless rabbit.

The black wolf followed Jin Yang and stood in front of him, staring at the people in front.

Its nose was too sensitive, and the unpleasant smell made it feel very uncomfortable, but the clever wolf wanted to make a good impression on Jin Yang to secure its position in the team.

“You can go there if you want, but you need to pay to leave here.”

The Snake-Headed Man smiled creepily as if he was calculating the value of the ‘fat sheeps’ in front of him.

“No way!” Zhao Qiyang rejected without hesitation.

These scumbags probably wanted food, firearms, or women, but he would never give them anything, no matter what.

He was still quite young. Even though he occasionally made dirty jokes with his classmates and secretly watched porn, he had never witnessed such a cruel scene before. He didn’t even dare to look at the miserable women in the back.

The thought of these beasts eyeing his sister made him feel sick to his stomach.

The bald man in front was angered by Zhao Qiyang’s words. He leaped forward, swinging his fist that was several times larger than an ordinary person towards Zhao Qiyang’s head.

“This f*cker has a lot of nerve!”

Zhao Qiyang did not have sensory-type evolution so the bald man’s movements were too fast for him to react. He could only subconsciously transform the skin on his arms to block his attack.

However, he did not feel the impending pain. He could only feel himself flying as Zhao Sihui, who was standing behind him, dragged him to the back by pulling on the back of his collar.

The cold-faced woman then faced the punch head-on. Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

The sharp thorns that grew from the back of Zhao Sihui’s hand, like she was wearing brass knuckles, plunged deep into the hand of the bald man.

The bald man shouted in pain, and when he pulled his hand away from the thick and hard thorns, he drew a lot of his flesh and blood along with them. He looked at his hand which was full of various sizes of puncture wounds.

The other men stood up and approached the Zhao siblings vigilantly.

“This little bitch, wait till I chop off her arms!” the bald man cursed, staring at Zhao Sihui with immense hatred.

Zhao Sihui wasn’t afraid; she merely felt disgusted.

She felt a piercing pain in her heart as she looked at the women and children in the supermarket. Most of the women who were abused by these beasts were already covered in bloody wounds. When these women were violated, all they could do was whimper.

Among the horrified, vigilant, and frightened gazes, she noticed that there were a pair of eyes that were deep and serene like an ancient well. Zhao Sihui almost thought that those eyes belonged to a dead person until she saw them rotated a little.

The eyes belonged to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. She was very pretty, with big and beautiful eyes, but her cheeks were sunken, and she was naked. Not even her long hair could cover the injuries on her body.

Although her body was exposed, she stared at the ground with a blank expression, as if she didn’t care at all.

Before the apocalypse, her level of beauty could be considered as the school flower 1 of their campus, the precious princess of her family, but after the apocalypse, it only brought her endless troubles. Her beauty became a sin.

The bald man was a prisoner serving reform through labor in the prison of City M. He served a prison sentence on rape charges. After the arrival of the apocalypse, he had evolved in strength, so he broke off the railing of his prison cell and escaped.

He then joined the Snake-Headed Man’s gang in riding roughshod over people, and countless people had been harmed.

He had always regarded men to be superior to women; that was why he had been insulting and bullying women wantonly. Now that he had been injured by a woman, he was exceptionally embarrassed.

He yelled and charged forward, but he was stopped by the Snake-Headed Man, who smilingly offered to negotiate with Jin Yang and his teammates. He appeared relaxed and confident as if they were already the birds imprisoned in his cage.

Jin Yang had a keener sense of smell than ordinary people. He could smell blood on this man, which meant that he had killed before.

But what drew his attention was that there was also a sour rancid smell mixed in. The disgusting smell was not uncommon after the apocalypse.

It was the smell of corpses.

The eyes of a murderer were different from those of ordinary people. Those who had previously killed animals at most had a more brutal aura. 2

However, once their knives touched human blood, their eyes would become muddled. One could see the frenzy and vicious thirst for blood in their eyes.

Just like this Snake-Headed Man; he was smiling, but his eyes were disgusting.

Jin Yang clenched his fist quietly, the muscles on his arms gradually tightened, and a hard protective layer slowly emerged on the surface of his skin under his clothes. “Cut the crap, make it quick,” he said impatiently as he gently stroked Yin Yiliu’s neck.

Jin Yang was talking to the Zhao siblings, but the smile on the Snake-Headed Man’s face stiffened, and he gradually moved his gaze to Jin Yang.

The Snake-Headed Man had thought the team was led by the Zhao siblings. He had ignored the quiet man in the wheelchair, but now it seemed that he was mistaken: the man in the wheelchair was actually their leader.

He was so arrogant that the Snake-Headed Man wanted to grind him into minced meat.