I'm taking her with me today

Oh no!

The Tattooed Strongman's heart skipped a beat as he inwardly cursed his misfortune.

Unfortunately, in his moment of hesitation, the silver crossbow bolt had already instantly buried itself in the top of his head!

His eyes widened, pupils filled with disbelief, as this magical scene became the prelude to his own death.

Feeling the grip around her neck loosen, Shen Yiyue immediately reacted, kicking the strongman hard with both feet.

Then she swiftly grabbed the military dagger and plunged it decisively into the Tattooed Strongman's heart, delivering a fatal blow.

The coordination between the two was remarkably seamless.

Seeing that the Tattooed Strongman had already died violently, Shen Yiyue hurriedly ran to Ning Yu's side, her delicate face now covered in tears, evoking sympathy.

"Little Yu, how are you? How did you get so badly injured?"

Ning Yu's condition was actually extremely dire. The journey back had attracted many zombies due to the smell of blood on her, and it took considerable effort to return.

But when she reached the vicinity of the small supermarket, she found that all the zombies around had already fallen dead, and knew something wasn't right.

And it happened to be when she was at her weakest.

The silver-haired little girl looked up at the tear-stained face of Shen Yiyue, raised her delicate little hand, and gently wiped away her tears.

Unfortunately, her hands were inevitably stained with her own blood, instantly smearing Shen Yiyue's face like a little painted cat.

She asked in a calm and peaceful tone:

"Now is not the time to discuss this. How many of them are there?"

Shen Yiyue could see no panic or fear in Ning Yu's eyes, but she knew very well that their situation was still extremely precarious.

Seeing Ning Yu struggling to stand, along with the large amount of bloody bandages on her body, she felt immensely distressed and hurriedly spoke with urgency:

"There are more than a dozen of them, all armed, and none of them are good people!"

"Little Yu, you should leave quickly! I... I probably won't die right away even if I'm captured."

Ning Yu, of course, knew what "won't die right away" meant.

It probably should be called a fate worse than death.

She looked at Shen Yiyue's sorrowful yet resolute eyes and couldn't help but pause slightly.

Why was this person so eager to let her abandon her?

Was she thinking of her well-being?

Had she truly come to see her as her little sister?

Yes, she should abandon her, that would be the rational choice.

She had originally intended to use her, to let her serve as a shield, and now should be the time for her to fulfill that role.

Let her stay here, while she herself escapes from the supermarket's back yard. Those people wouldn't be able to catch up, and then she just needed to find a safe place to recover.

Cold, but wise.

However.

In Ning Yu's mind, the image of her previous life boarding a plane and then being hit by a missile appeared.

At that time, his heart was filled with resentment and anger, but also a hint of relief.

His life as a tool, which was originally meant to continue meaninglessly for decades, perhaps ending early was a good thing.

He had once been just a heartless monster, a disposable thing.

Everything was for the benefit of the organization, he didn't need emotions, he just needed to make the most rational, most selfish decisions at all times.

Was this really good? She had never even asked herself this question.

But now, seeing Shen Yiyue's crying face, her worried and grief-stricken eyes, and her decision to urge her to leave quickly, not wanting to implicate her.

Ning Yu felt that something she had never possessed, yet desperately longed for, was being born in her seemingly soulless, hollow shell.

This change was painful, but her entire body began to tremble and excite for this new transformation.

Seeing the silver-haired little girl silent, Shen Yiyue grew more anxious, tears once again unable to be held back:

"Go quickly! It's really going to be too late!"

But Ning Yu, who had been hunched over due to weakness, suddenly stood up straight. She said seriously to Shen Yiyue:

"I told you before, I can make use of you, you are a tool I need."

"I haven't even properly used you yet, how could I let you die so easily."

"So today, no one can harm you in front of me."

Looking at the little girl's sincere gaze, Shen Yiyue was suddenly stunned.

Something flickered in her tear-filled bright eyes, as if Ning Yu's words had touched something deep in her heart.

She understood Ning Yu's meaning, of course, and wanted to cry out loud and tightly hug the small silver-haired girl in front of her.

But she held back, only quickly wiping away the scattered tears on her face with her clothes.

Turning around, she ran to pick up the long sword that had fallen earlier, then stood side by side with Ning Yu, her eyes filled with determination.

She wanted to fight alongside Ning Yu.

Finally, someone outside noticed the abnormality in the backyard.

Because Yellow Hair Man and the Tattooed Strongman had entered the backyard and never came out, and there was no response when called.

Someone ran to the backyard to take a look, then quickly went to report.

Soon after, more than a dozen burly men with fierce looks squeezed into the small backyard. The entire supermarket had fallen into their hands.

A man in a snapback cap walked in last, seeing the situation before him:

Yellow Hair Man had his neck cut, the Tattooed Strongman had a silver arrow piercing the top of his head, and his heart was stabbed by his own military dagger.

And the ones who had taken them down were apparently a young girl and a severely injured silver-haired little girl.

The strongmen around all took out their military daggers, pointing them at Ning Yu and Shen Yiyue.

Snapback Man's eyes darkened slightly, but he was somewhat wary of that silver crossbow bolt, concerned that they might have long-range weapons like a sniper crossbow.

He spoke coldly:

"Just the two of you in this supermarket?"

He didn't quite believe that just these two girls could take down his capable chief bodyguard, the Tattooed Strongman.

He felt that there were probably accomplices of these two nearby, aiming at this place with sniper crossbows in secret.

Thinking of this, he took a few more slight steps back.

Seeing his hesitation, Ning Yu understood. He was afraid of her titanium alloy wrist crossbow.

Unfortunately, the two bolts from that crossbow had been used to attack the Gluttony, and were left in that complex.

She was severely injured at the time and had no way to retrieve them.

And the last one had been given to the tattooed strongman just now, with no time to pull it out and recover.

However, Ning Yu decided to go along with his assumption and said:

"This supermarket is yours now, we don't want it anymore."

"But if you don't want to die, you'd better let us leave, otherwise you'll end up like him."

She pointed at the corpse of the Tattooed Strongman on the ground, and the silver crossbow bolt in his head.

The group of fierce people opposite also immediately showed wary expressions, starting to scan and observe the surrounding situation.

Trying to find that non-existent hidden accomplice.

Ning Yu raised her hand, once again summoning the Crimson War Blade she had stored away earlier.

The blood-red Tang sword was constructed magnificently in the air, grasped in her hand.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, reacting just like the Tattooed Strongman, having never seen such a magical scene before.

Ning Yu's beautiful amber eyes suddenly turned crimson and eerie.

Her slender snow-white hair began to move around her expressionless face without any wind, floating coldly.

The faintly shimmering Crimson War Blade pointed straight at them, full of killing intent.

The silver-haired little girl said word by word:

"I'm taking her away today, let's see who dares to stop me."