Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 881: Worry-Free, Three Lives (9)

Thud—!

Zhong Luoyue quickly knelt on the ground and then fell down.

The sound she made caught the attention of Song Da and Natasha.

Both turned to look at Zhong Luoyue and saw her lying on the ground. Beside her, Lady Eve was elegantly wiping her lips.

Her appearance had returned to its stunning beauty.

Seeing this, Song Da couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, his eyes wide as he shouted, "Monster! What have you done to her?!"

He spoke in standard Mandarin, his voice booming like a bell, amplified by the inner force he was channeling, resonating with a lion's roar technique.

Lady Eve was momentarily startled by his shout, her scalp tingling slightly.

But with her extraordinary power, she quickly suppressed the discomfort and smiled, "Though I can't understand what you're saying, you seem quite angry... Let's consider it a post-meal dessert. The blood of an angry man is quite sweet, you know."

Song Da didn't understand what Lady Eve was laughing about; he only felt intense rage.Despite her attractive figure, she was a monster!

Even though she looked beautiful, she was a monster!

Although she appeared seductive, she was a monster!

If possible, Song Da intended to slap this woman to death, even if she looked really good!

So, remaining true to his physicality, Song Da abruptly gathered all his strength, tearing his shirt open to reveal his muscular chest, his body glistening like bronze.

"Monster! Take this—Great Strength Vajra Palm!!"

Song Da leaped forward, his palm smashing down towards Lady Eve!

The speed was so fast that, to Natasha, it seemed like she only saw Song Da jumping out and then slamming his palm down, followed by a thunderous crash! In the not-so-spacious corridor, the floor shattered instantly as dust billowed out from where Song Da's palm struck.

To Natasha, Song Da's power was akin to that of a superhero.

However, Song Da quickly retreated from the cloud of dust, his expression grave as he scanned his surroundings, raising his hand to protect Natasha as she began to carefully back away.

Zhong Luoyue lay on the ground, unconscious, and Song Da's choice at that moment was unavoidable.

Yet, the corridor echoed with Lady Eve's playful laughter, seemingly coming from all directions, as if she were everywhere at once.

Song Da's solemn expression deepened.

"Your strength is indeed formidable. Even I wouldn't fare well if you hit me. But... no matter how strong the power, if it can't hit me, what good is it?"

"I don't know what nonsense you're spouting! Die, Thunder House!!" Song Da raised his palm again.

However, just as Lady Eve had said, Song Da's palm had immense destructive power, shattering the wall into debris, yet failing to strike Lady Eve.

She flowed through the corridor like a wispy purple mist, evading Song Da's repeated strikes. In just a few minutes, Song Da was panting heavily, forced to stop and catch his breath.

At this moment, he shot a glance at Natasha... Natasha was startled, instinctively pointing at herself. Song Da nodded vigorously, then quickly waved his hand.

Natasha finally understood, recalling what Zhong Luoyue had said before collapsing, and, gritting her teeth, turned to flee down the corridor.

"Do you think you can let this little girl escape? Once I'm done with you, I'll take my time with her..." Lady Eve floated upward.

Unexpectedly, Song Da suddenly took a deep breath, a faint glow emanating from his palm, and struck at the walls on either side of the corridor!

The force of those two strikes was terrifying, causing the walls to shatter, cracks spreading out in all directions.

Lady Eve sneered, "What's this? Are you dizzy? Or are you venting your frustration because you can't hit me... A strong man, I can help you release your energy."

Lady Eve bent over, her ample bosom threatening to spill out from her neckline... but her expression suddenly changed slightly.

Because, at that moment, Song Da stomped powerfully on the ground!

Instantly, both ends of the corridor collapsed, enormous stones falling down, quickly blocking off both sides, leaving only about seven or eight meters of space for Song Da and Lady Eve.

Song Da slowly exhaled, then assumed a horse stance, scoffing, "Hmph! Wicked woman, let's see how you dodge now! Die, Thunder House! Take this, Great Strength Vajra Palm!!"

"You..." Lady Eve was both shocked and furious, quickly retreating, but she bumped into the blocked bricks and could retreat no further!

Gritting her teeth, she had no choice but to raise both hands defensively, bracing herself to endure Song Da's palm!

The tremendous force smashed her arms, breaking them instantly. Lady Eve let out a scream and had no choice but to slip through Song Da's legs.

When she stood again, her arms hung limply at her sides... her vampire regeneration powers couldn't restore them.

At this moment, Song Da reached for the tattered remnants of his shirt that clung to him, spat, assumed a horse stance, extending his left palm towards Lady Eve while his right hand rested at his waist, his body sideways but facing forward, and he shouted, "Shaolin's Discarded Disciple, Song Qingshu! Please instruct me... Die, Thunder House! A-da-da-da!!"

A loud bang resonated in the narrow space.

It was the battle between a particularly muscular man and a particularly seductive beauty, without any audience.

...

Zhong Luoyue suddenly awoke, as if from a nightmare, chilled to the bone, she sat up abruptly.

She remembered the moment Lady Eve had appeared behind her and quickly reached for her neck. After several attempts, she found no wounds or anything similar.

Confused, Zhong Luoyue frowned and began to assess her surroundings.

She discovered that the corridor ahead was blocked by fallen bricks from above. She had no idea what had happened after she fainted, but it was clear she was now alone.

Song Da and Natasha were gone, and Lady Eve was nowhere in sight; apart from herself, the only thing left were the bodies of the zombies lying on the ground.

Zhong Luoyue touched the wall made of piled stones but found no loose spots, having to abandon that path... With no other options, she could only choose to go back the way she came.

Fortunately, she had noted the marks left by Song Da along the way; perhaps she could encounter Song Er and Song San later... if they hadn't been killed by that monstrous, leech-like creature.

After making her mental preparations, Zhong Luoyue did not linger.

Yet, after taking just two steps, she suddenly felt dizzy. She shook her head vigorously to dispel the feeling.

"My shoulder... when did it stop hurting?"

Zhong Luoyue suddenly realized her previously injured shoulder now moved without any pain. She moved it again and found that her arm not only didn't hurt but felt as if it hadn't been injured at all.

She pondered this as she returned to the place where she had met Song Da.

It was still filled with the corpses of zombies; Zhong Luoyue shook her head. Starting from here seemed to be the route back to the banquet. She could still vaguely remember how to get there... But returning to that dangerous place?

She was more inclined to find a place to hide—unsure of how long she could remain hidden, but it was better than facing danger.

In a daze, Zhong Luoyue couldn't help but recall her childhood.

When she was young, she had followed her older brothers, Zhong Luodong and Zhong Luocheng, to train in the military. However, as young children often do, the three siblings once snuck out to play while the instructor wasn't watching.

They had been stationed in a mountainous area, with the camp surrounded by complex terrain. Before long, Zhong Luoyue fell behind her brothers and got lost.

She hid alone in a tree hole, crying in fear for a long time. It wasn't until dawn that she was found by the soldiers sent out to search.

From that moment on, Zhong Luoyue never slept with the lights off again.

“Why do I still think about that incident...” Zhong Luoyue rubbed her brow. “Am I still not strong enough?”

She looked at her phone, which was running low on battery, knowing that the light source wouldn't last much longer, and she couldn’t help but feel anxious… But at that moment, she heard some unusual sounds.

It was the sound of footsteps… Zhong Luoyue's heart jolted: Could it be another wave of zombies?

She quickly reached into her pocket and pulled out a small ceramic gun that had been modified to be the length of a lipstick, gripping it tightly in her hand.

She didn’t have many of these; she only carried two. One had already been used on Lady Eve, but it had no effect.

This was her last means of self-defense… Zhong Luoyue forced a bitter smile and pressed her body against the wall, hiding in the corner of the corridor while holding her breath.

The footsteps grew louder as they approached… getting closer… closer!

As the figure passed by her, Zhong Luoyue quickly pushed the ceramic gun out, aiming at the shadow's back.

The figure suddenly stopped and slowly turned around… Zhong Luoyue's breathing quickened slightly, but her heartbeat was unexpectedly calm. It felt like her blood was flowing sluggishly, but she had no time to discern these changes in her body.

“Do you hate me?”

A voice spoke.

Zhong Luoyue froze, hurriedly turning on her phone's light to shine it on the shadow and see the person's face clearly.

Clean, as if they had just stepped out of a fitting room, Zhong Luoyue couldn’t find a single speck of dirt on the person's face. Their hair was tidy and neat, not at all resembling a refugee.

“It’s you…” Zhong Luoyue slowly lowered her arm that held the ceramic gun, letting out a sigh of relief. “You are… the one brought by Song Ying…”

“My name is Luo Qiu. Nice to meet you.”

…

Not a zombie, nor a terrifying vampire like Lady Eve, Zhong Luoyue felt it was really good to meet someone at this moment.

From a survival perspective, meeting a man made it even better—but she hadn’t expected to encounter Luo Qiu, the mysterious young man brought by Song Ying, under such circumstances.

However, when they met again, she was in a sorry state. Her clothes were torn in several places after all the struggles, and she had stains on her hands, feet, and face. In contrast, he looked completely fine.

Had he not encountered any zombies or something like that?

“You don’t seem well,” Luo Qiu said, looking Zhong Luoyue over.

Zhong Luoyue leaned tiredly against the wall, wiped her face, and forced a smile. “Anyone who encounters zombies chasing them wouldn’t be in great shape, right? Are you okay?”

Luo Qiu shook his head. “I’m not talking about that.”

Zhong Luoyue was surprised. “Then what do you mean?”

“Maybe you should figure it out for yourself,” Luo Qiu replied, shaking his head again. After thinking for a moment, he took off his jacket.

He didn’t put it on her; instead, he held it out, saying calmly, “It’s pretty cold down here; you should put this on.”

Zhong Luoyue finally had a moment to look at herself… it was truly a sorry sight. Though it couldn’t be described as a springtime revelation, her appearance was indeed quite bad… Several areas on her chest were already revealing the color of her underwear.

But Zhong Luoyue was not a delicate person; she could even be described as strong-willed.

She naturally thanked him and took the jacket from Luo Qiu, putting it on.

The size was of course not a perfect fit, but… it felt warm.

“You… you don’t seem scared at all?” Zhong Luoyue frowned. The calm demeanor of this young man named Luo Qiu was truly illogical. Even someone as skilled as Song Da was always on high alert.

Moreover, he looked like a frail scholar.

“It’s fine; I haven’t encountered anything dangerous yet,” Luo Qiu glanced around and said casually. “It’s quite peaceful here.”

Zhong Luoyue looked around in confusion… Indeed, it was eerily quiet; she seemed to not hear any sounds from the zombies.

“Looks like you’re quite lucky,” Zhong Luoyue nodded but didn’t completely believe him. She asked again, “Where are you going? Is it the way out?”

As soon as she asked, Zhong Luoyue felt that question was somewhat foolish—if he knew the way out, he would have left long ago. Why would he still be near the tasting venue?

“I’m looking for someone,” Luo Qiu replied, glancing down the path. “They should be up ahead.”

“Song Ying? Did you get separated?” Zhong Luoyue was taken aback.

But at that moment, just as Luo Qiu was about to respond, Zhong Luoyue’s phone finally ran out of battery, plunging them into darkness.

Luo Qiu had no issues with the darkness, but Zhong Luoyue’s reaction was somewhat unexpected.

This seemingly strong woman suddenly hugged herself tightly, her breathing quickening as she appeared frightened.

However, this situation didn’t last long.

Luo Qiu took out his phone and turned on the light, aiming it at the ground. He looked at Zhong Luoyue and said, “Do you have claustrophobia?”

“I…”

This was truly an awful day, encountering various dangers and having someone see her at her most vulnerable… Zhong Luoyue lowered her head and fell silent.