My Ten Wives and Ten Rings in the Apocalypse

Chapter 45 How Many Punches?

Sam was shivering. He couldn't look at the zombies. His gaze fixed on grandpa Philip but grandpa Philip averted his gaze.

Lola took a slow step forward and picked the knife from the ground with a trembling hand.

"Good! You can do it."

She approached the zombies with trembling hands. "Are they not going to attack me?" She asked, looking at Justin. Justin smiled.

"Don't worry, they won't. With me here. Nothing would happen to you. Hmm?"

Lola nodded and stopped a couple of inches from the zombies, trembling. She took a deep breath when she heard Justin's voice.

"Remember, you mother and father. Now, kill them!"

Ah!!!

Lola gnashed her teeth; her hands stopped trembling. While she continues murmurs some indistinct words, taking a step at a time toward the zombies.

She stopped a couple of feet from the zombie lying on the ground and stared straight into the zombie hollow eyes.

The zombie sniff; its nose and moved its mutilated body toward Lola. She tightened her muscles and furrowed her brow, inhaling a deep breath.

"Die!" she screamed, stabbing the knife through the zombie's head.

"Die! Die! Die!" she continued to stab the zombie, shouting. Tears streamed from the corner of her eyes.

However, the determination in her was strong. After stabbing the zombies for an unknown number of times. She stepped backward, gasping for air.

'Did I just kill somebody.' She thought.

She widened her eyes, panting, holding her chest. She was shivering from head to toe. Justin approached her, nodding his head.

"It's OK. Your parents would be proud of you. Well done. Lola,"

Lola raised her head and looked at Justin's face, and opened her mouth to talk. But the word failed to come out. She wept uncontrollably whilst Justin hugged her.

"Now, no one can take your blood."

"Look at it. It's dead. Your enemy is dead. You must be happy. Look at it." Justin pointed at the dead zombie.

Lola turned her head and looked at the dead. She looked at the zombie for a couple of seconds without averting her eyes. Her courage grows. Looking at the zombies she killed. Then she heard Justin's voice.

"That's how you kill your enemy. Is it not good?"

"I-It is good." She replied with a smile. Though her hands were still shaking.

"Now let go." Justin carried her in his hand, leaving without turning back.

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"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Nasir whispered to Merab. He rolled his eyes and looked at Chloe.

"What do you think? We can't hide like rats in that wretched hole. Other people are living in this building. We must try to look for medicines and how things are going. Have you forgotten about Justin?" Merab asked, looking at the others' faces.

"How can we forget about him? But we're helpless about the situation" Chloe sighed, shaking her head slightly.

"L-Let understand the situation of things in this building before we decide what to do about Justin's disappearance. I'm sure he's not dead. We just need to look out for him. And so we can't hide here?" Nika said with some difficulty. His face was pale, groaning lightly.

"I guess. We have to see those who control this building. I hope—" Nasir sighed.

The group descended into an abrupt silence, walking in the quiet corridor.

They ascended upward while the passage was filled with a various stench of blood and rotten junk, scattering everywhere.

After walking a couple of minutes, they exit into an open room. Their footsteps halted, and their eyes darted from one angle to another. For a couple of minutes, the room was in total silence.

"Who are you?" A voice asked.

Merab was the first person to recover from the initial shock. She steps forward. "As you can see, we are human."

The large room contains many people doing various things, from drinking to smoking. While some ladies were moaning loudly.

Surrounded by a lot of men. At the far entrance of the room were two men with guns in hands.

"Of course, we know you are human. But who the fuck brings you in? I've never seen your face around here." The voice raised his pitch. He stood from his seat and approached Merab with a menacing gaze.

"Don't know. We found a young man in blue at the entrance and he brought us in. So, can you please stop interrogating us like some criminal and tell us what the hell is this place?" Merab asked with seriousness.

'Don't think of intimidating me with your useless physique.' She straightened the strand of hair from her face and moved closer to the hefty young man.

All eyes were on Merab. Her confidence quite surprised them. They looked at each other and a smile crept onto their face. 'It's been a long time since we had a nice show,'

They thought. While some gulp their beer with their gaze fixed on both Merab and the young man.

"Oh! You came from nowhere and you think you can behave anyhow you like. Hmm?" The stoic young man moves closer to Merab, veins protruding from his forehead. His eyes shooting fire.

"Get out in this second before I make you." He shouted, cracking his knuckle.

"Wow! I thought about this sudden change in the world. The humans will stick together and fight those beasts. Now, I know I'm wrong." Merab shook her head dejectedly.

"Just—"

"Anyway, at least we can rest at this building. And the lot of you won't be useless when the beast and zombie attack. "

She stepped forward arrogantly, not looking at the stoic young man in front of him.

,m "Let's see where your confidence comes from." The young man shouted. He dashed forward, attacking with a powerful punch.

"How many punches will it take for Didier to defeat the lady?" A young man whispered to the group beside him.

"Probably two." Another voice replied.

Merab raised her brow and looked at the incoming fist with no change in her expression.

When the punch was a couple of inches from her face. She swings her hand. Her hands blurred with the surrounding, creating a gust of wind.

Bang!

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