thefictionvixens Chapter 59 Dying with Understanding
Chapter 59 Dying with Understanding
"Borrowing a sword for a moment," Fu Xiaojian approached without anyone noticing. He was never one to be sentimental.
"Brother Shan, sometimes kindness..."
After saying only half a sentence, Fu Xiaojian suddenly realized that he had no right to lecture others.
He then gave a wry smile and beheaded two of them.
Some of the survivors, kneeling on the ground trembling, stopped begging for mercy and began to curse.
There were still about ten people kneeling on the ground. Xu Si's disappointment deepened, and he decided to stop pressuring them. He then reached out to execute them.
"No need for you to do it, I'll do it!"
The giant fist, as hard as Tashan rock, clenched so tightly it cracked, and then slammed into the ground. Several stone spikes shot out from the ground and pierced through the chests of the men who had been cursing the most.
Xu Si's eyes revealed a look of understanding, and Fu Xiaojian also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Xu, do you need my help?"
The speaker was Wang Hu, who had just gotten off the bus. He had been blocking the bus door, trying to stop the attackers.
"I can too!" Yan Feifei had long lost the radiant glow she had after washing up a couple of days ago; now her face was full of determination.
"Mr. Xu, I can too!"
"Mr. Xu, I'll take care of it!"
"I can kill them all!"
……
The survivors on the bus were also eager to make a move.
"Alright, it's up to you guys!"
Although he lost several hundred purification points, he gained the most valuable asset for the convoy in the face of danger.
There are some things that are not suitable for Fu Xiaojian to handle, so he has to do them on his behalf.
The few surviving attackers kneeling on the ground heard the shouts from the people on the bus, and the last trace of color drained from their faces.
They watched in horror as the ordinary survivors, whom they had previously seen as mere "lambs," now approached them step by step with fierce eyes, armed with makeshift weapons they had picked up from their hands—wrench, iron bar, crossbow, and the like.
"No...no! We were forced into this!"
"Spare us! We'll never do it again!"
"It was all Brother Xiong's fault... no, it was that bear who forced us to do it!"
……
Pleas and curses rang out again, but they seemed so pale and powerless in the face of the survivors' silent and resolute steps.
Wang Hu wrapped the little girl in a blanket, not wanting to show his fierce side to her.
Without hesitation, he plunged a steel bar into the heart of one of the attackers.
The attacker's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe he would die at the hands of such an "ordinary person".
Yan Feifei followed closely behind. With her eyes closed, she swung the machete wildly. Although it missed and landed on the other person's shoulder, the intense pain and gushing blood only fueled the ferocity in her bones. She screamed and swung the machete again, this time accurately striking the neck.
With one taking the lead, the other survivors followed suit.
The fear, anger, and pain of losing loved ones and home that had been suppressed for too long finally erupted at this moment.
They vented all the negative emotions accumulated since the end times in the most primitive way.
The scene was chaotic and bloody at one point.
"Leave one alive, I want to ask him some questions!" Fu Xiaojian's voice came from beside the warrior. Even now, this guy maintained the calmest and most restrained demeanor.
The youngest of the attackers was deliberately forgotten by everyone; the boy looked to be only a teenager and was already crying his eyes out in fear.
Xu Si and Ta Shan watched this violent and bloody scene silently without intervening.
This is a lesson that everyone in the team must learn.
In the end times, being merciful to your enemies is being cruel to yourself.
If Xu Si hadn't arrived in time, the convoy would have been in even worse shape.
Especially those women who survived in Qin Hong's caravan, they might really not be able to survive.
Tashan turned his head away, his rock-like body trembling slightly, but he did not utter another sound.
He knew better than anyone that Xu Si was right.
If Xu Si hadn't forced him and everyone else to make a choice in such a cruel way today, the team might have faced similar predicaments in the future.
Xu Si walked to Fu Xiaojian's side, his gaze falling on the unconscious Xiao Luo and the seriously injured old butler.
The old butler was in the worst condition; his gruesome wounds on his chest and abdomen were oozing copious amounts of blood, and blood foam was constantly bubbling from his mouth. Clearly, he was not going to survive.
Their team can treat some superficial injuries, but they don't have much of a way to treat injuries that clearly affect the lungs and internal organs.
"Young Master, take care!" On his deathbed, the old butler struggled to utter his last words.
Fu Xiaojian knelt beside the old butler, futilely pressing his hand against the horrific wound, trying to stop the gushing blood, but the warm life continued to slip rapidly through his fingers.
The old butler's wrinkled face showed no pain, only a calm, ashen expression. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he only coughed up a mouthful of thick, bubbly blood, tilted his head, and fell silent.
"Uncle Fu..." Fu Xiaojian's voice choked in his throat.
The man, who had always maintained his composure and elegance, now slumped his shoulders slightly.
On the other side, Su Su lay supine in the passenger seat of the pickup truck, her face as pale as snow, her left shoulder slumped unnaturally, and every breath she took was filled with suppressed pain.
Jiao Jiao frantically tried to use the torn strips of cloth to secure her, but didn't know where to start, her eyes reddening with anxiety.
Xu Si walked over, squatted down, and prepared to pick up Xiao Luo.
He wasn't in good condition either; it seemed to be a consequence of overusing the power of the sequence, just like when I first met him.
"Uncle Fu was in our family before I was born. He watched me grow up. Our house is very big, too big to fit a cat and a dog!"
"After the apocalypse, Uncle Fu naturally awakened the Guardian sequence, but the object of his protection was not his gambling-addicted son, nor his grandson who constantly demanded money and had to clean up his messes, but me, this good-for-nothing!"
"Those in the Guardian sequence must make grand vows and carry them out to the end. Uncle Fu's grand vow was simply for me to live a peaceful life. How could I possibly deserve that?"
Fu Xiaojian's voice was low and hoarse, like a bloody gash torn open in a snowfield.
He remained kneeling, his fingers pressed firmly against Uncle Fu's wound, which had stopped bleeding, as if he could preserve the warmth that had long since dissipated.
"He could have ignored me... His son, though useless, is at least his blood relative. But he chose to escape with me, the most worthless member of the Fu family..."
Fu Xiaojian twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was more like a grimace. "He said that the young master is kind-hearted, and if you follow the young master, you'll die knowing why."
"I don't even understand life, but he died with understanding!" Fu Xiaojian completely shed his rich young master's disguise, and hot tears dripped onto the old butler's chest wound.
Xu Si listened in silence, carefully placing the unconscious Xiao Luo in the passenger seat of the "Wax Melting Messenger" and securing him with a seatbelt.
"Please take care of him for me." The overwhelming warmth inside the car quickly enveloped the boy's cold body.
"We have to get going!" Xu Si said.
Xiao Luo is unconscious, and the psionic barrier is unusable. Staying any longer will definitely attract strange occurrences.