Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 536 - 529: Night of Terror (Part 2)

At night, several annoying mosquitoes buzzed around inside the room, preventing Tang Xiaoquan, already burdened with heavy thoughts, from sleeping.

He tried to think of himself as Qiu Shaoyun, making a great effort to lie motionless in bed, thinking that as long as he fed the mosquitoes, he could sleep peacefully.

But unfortunately, he had clearly underestimated the "noble" nature of these mosquitoes, who were only concerned with flying in the air, with no intention of landing to feed.

In the end, after a period of stalemating with a few mosquitoes and realizing that his so-called psychological battle of lying still was ineffective, Tang Xiaoquan kicked off the quilt and sat up from the bed with a swift movement.

"Can't provoke them, but I can avoid them!"

Muttering to himself, Tang Xiaoquan opened the door and walked out.

The corridor was pitch black and nothing could be seen, fortunately Tang Xiaoquan rarely watched suspense and horror movies.

Because in his view, the scenes in those movies would always coincide with the real world at certain specific points in time, so to avoid the awkward situation of "frightening himself," he always retained a respectful distance from such films.

His sister, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. She not only had a great love for suspense horror films, but she also liked to repeatedly watch the scariest segments by dragging the playback progress bar to find them. Tang Xiaoquan admired her while also lamenting his sister's masochistic behavior.

Thinking of his sister, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but feel a bit saddened, not knowing how she was doing now.

At least his parents had each other for support, but his sister was alone outside.

And now, in this "perilous" world, how could she survive as a young girl?

The moonlight tonight was dark and gloomy, inevitably evoking scenes like "murder night under the dark moon and ferocious winds."

The dimly-lit corridor retained a damp, rotten scent, while outside the sky was oppressively low, and the shadows of trees reflected on the walls looked like a gaping maw trying to devour something.

Tang Xiaoquan felt a chill on his back, this eerie atmosphere made him very uncomfortable, prompting him to quicken his pace.

The corridor was not very long; at the end was Old Xu, half-crouching on the ground, seemingly unaware of anyone approaching from behind.

This was clearly unlike his typically alert personality, piquing Tang Xiaoquan's curiosity about what could be so captivating to Old Xu.

As he pondered, his pace naturally quickened, and as he got closer, he lowered his voice and asked, "Old Xu, what are you looking at?"

Xu Renjie jerked his body, spinning around sharply. Without any unnecessary words, he simply placed a finger on his lips, gesturing for silence.

Instinctively, Tang Xiaoquan fell silent. To be honest, in this eerie corridor, he already felt quite uneasy; now with Old Xu playing mysterious tricks, he couldn't help but feel even more anxious.

Tang Xiaoquan dared not speak, he listened intently, but aside from the soft breathing of him and Old Xu, there was no other sound.

Time passed by second by second, but after several minutes had elapsed, Tang Xiaoquan still heard nothing but the wind and breathing.

Yet, despite this, Xu Renjie continued to maintain his vigilant demeanor, squatting motionless.

Mystified, Tang Xiaoquan desperately wanted to ask what Xu Renjie was guarding against, but seeing the expressionless face of Old Xu, he swallowed his question.

As time wore on, the discomfort of his calves swelling intensified, slowly spreading throughout his body. Having squatted fruitlessly for so long, Tang Xiaoquan intended to stand and stretch his neck, but just as he was about to move, Old Xu forcefully pressed him down, saying, "Don't move, there's something happening over there!"

Under a hazy moonlight, a figure slowly appeared in Tang Xiaoquan's sight, emerging from the darkness.

That person crouched low, cautiously scanning around, seemingly confirming something, then gestured towards a trash can twenty meters behind him, and another figure emerged from the side.

Although hindered by distance, it wasn't easy to discern the facial expressions of the two from a higher vantage point. Still, Tang Xiaoquan deduced from their careful movements that they were likely avoiding something.

"Zhou Xing, have we... have we lost them?" a young man with golden-framed glasses panted as he asked.

"How the hell would I know? Just shut up, if you don't want to die, keep running," the responder replied with some irritability. His disheveled appearance was no better than the man with glasses, covered in filth, it was hard to tell which corner he'd crawled out from.

Their movements were clearly observed by Tang Xiaoquan and Xu Renjie from the second floor of a beauty salon, but unbeknownst to them, while observing the glasses man and the rude man, a mysterious figure blended into the dark night on a rooftop a hundred meters away had also been quietly locking onto them.

"Black Bear, Falcon has identified the target, at the 6 o'clock position, one within firing range, please instruct, OVER!"

A string of English was rapidly communicated, followed by a cold response from the tactical earpiece of Black Shadow, "Kill! I'll handle the remaining one, OVER!"

After the succinct communication, a "bang" resonated through Black Bear's earpiece, immediately followed by seeing a figure topple over through the night vision equipment.

The rude man, with eyes wide open, toppled straightforwardly, a large hole pierced through the center of his forehead by a bullet fired from afar, and the man with glasses beside him was so frightened by this sudden twist that he collapsed to the ground, releasing a stream that trickled down his leg, soaking the ground.

Equally astonished were Xu Renjie and Tang Xiaoquan, who had witnessed the crude man's demise up close and clear.

Yet how the man died was quite puzzling, as Tang Xiaoquan, lacking any experience, had no clue.

Conversely, Xu Renjie realized something, and he swiftly raised the binoculars around his neck, judging that such a covert killing could only mean one thing: long-distance sniping!

With no hesitation, Xu Renjie immediately used the binoculars to scan the shooting location as he had anticipated. Unfortunately, the result was nothing more than the vast darkness; he couldn't spot any suspicious targets at all. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)