strictlysupreme Chapter 65 Four Howls of Wolves
Chapter 65 Four Howls of Wolves
The originally crowded people seemed to be pushed hard by an invisible hand, and they all took three steps back in unison.
Awe was written on everyone's face.
If their feelings towards Jiang Ming were merely envy and jealousy before, now those feelings have transformed into utter fear.
In this world where laws are ineffective and order has collapsed.
Whoever controls violence holds the truth.
Jiang Ming is clearly the one who possesses absolute violence.
"Who else is hungry?"
Jiang Ming pulled out the horse-slaying sword that was nailed to the stone seat, and pointed the tip of the sword at the headless corpse on the ground.
"I wouldn't mind sharing some of the meat over there with you."
No one dared to speak.
No one even dared to breathe loudly.
The boy who had previously worn black-rimmed glasses and shouted "the law does not punish the masses" was now so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, desperately covering his mouth, afraid that he would make even the slightest sound and attract Jiang Ming's attention.
"very good."
Jiang Ming sheathed his sword.
"Old Wang, keep working."
"Alright, Brother Jiang!"
Wang Yang roared excitedly and swung the Blazing Battle Axe in his hand even more vigorously.
He glanced at the corpse on the ground and spat out a mouthful of saliva.
"What kind of trash dares to challenge Brother Jiang?"
The crowd began to disperse silently.
This time, no one dared to linger, nor did anyone dare to glance at the pile of venison.
They kept their heads down and walked hurriedly, as if afraid that if they slowed down even a step, they would become the next corpse lying on the ground.
On the second-floor balcony.
Zhao Yanzhi put down the composite bow in his hand; his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
He looked down at the silver-white figure and swallowed hard, his throat dry.
"That's too cruel..."
He muttered to himself.
Although he had killed wild animals, goblins, and even considered attacking people.
But someone like Jiang Ming, who so openly and without restraint killed two people without even a racing heartbeat...
Is this really a student?
"That's called establishing authority."
Xu Shishi stood to the side, her face somewhat pale, but her eyes were unusually bright.
"From today onwards, no one in this building will dare to say a single 'no' to Jiang Ming."
She turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao, her tone complicated.
"Xiaoxiao, you have excellent taste..."
Su Xiaoxiao did not speak.
She just stared intently at the figure standing in the pool of blood, her heart pounding violently.
That's not fear.
It is not just a feeling of security, but an unprecedented sense of security.
In a place like this, what could be more reassuring than standing behind a strong person?
……
By the time this incident was resolved, it was completely dark.
Two dark red suns sank below the horizon, replaced by a pale, eerily white moon.
The temperature drops extremely quickly at night on the high plains.
The cold wind howled through the broken windows, making a sound like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.
In dormitory 202.
Jiang Ming took off his heavy full-body armor.
Despite the 15 points of strength attribute, wearing this for a long time still takes a toll on both physical and mental strength.
"Brother Jiang, the meat isn't smoked yet, but I roasted some venison."
Li Bin pushed open the door and came in, carrying a stainless steel basin containing several pieces of roasted venison that were golden brown and dripping with oil.
"Those corpses outside..."
"Have Zhao Yanzhi's men throw it far away."
Jiang Ming took a piece of meat and tore off a piece.
It has a dry texture and a slightly burnt taste, but in this situation, it becomes a unique delicacy.
"Throw it over there at the school gate."
"At the school gate?"
Li Bin paused for a moment, pushed up his glasses, and a glint of light flashed across the lenses.
"You mean...?"
"Doesn't that bird like to eat it?"
Jiang Ming chewed on the venison, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Then feed it well."
"It will only be quiet when it's full. Only when it's quiet can we be safe."
Li Bin nodded and turned to go out to make the arrangements.
Wang Yang was sitting on his futon, wiping his axe, when he heard this and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
"Brother Jiang, it has to be you."
"Those bastards deserve a beating; they're too ungrateful."
Li Bin sat in the corner, carefully pouring the remaining half bottle of alcohol into a small spray bottle by the pale moonlight streaming in from the window.
"That's human nature; people fear power but don't appreciate virtue."
He didn't even look up, his tone as indifferent as if he were discussing tomorrow's weather.
"That Black international student was just the beginning; there will only be more of this kind of thing in the future."
Jiang Ming did not respond.
Using the light from his phone's flashlight, he was wiping the bloodstains off the Silver Knight's armor with a towel that he didn't know which girl had left behind.
At the same time, he noticed that the joints of the nail plates were a bit dry and needed some lubricant.
But at this moment, he couldn't think of where to get some lubricant.
"That's right, animal fat should work too..." Jiang Ming had a sudden inspiration.
"ah--!!!"
A heart-wrenching scream pierced the silent night sky.
The sound didn't resemble a scream born of fear; it was more like the final groan of someone whose vocal cords had been brutally torn off by some blunt object.
Then came the second tone, and then the third tone.
One after another.
"Awooo—"
The chilling howls of wolves echoed downstairs, mingling with cries for help, heavy impacts, and the sounds of fighting.
Among them were the dull thuds of flesh hitting the wall.
"Holy crap?"
Before Wang Yang could even swallow the venison, he was jolted up from his sleeping mat as if he'd been electrocuted.
"Why is there a wolf howling?!"
Li Bin's hand trembled, and the alcohol almost spilled.
He quickly pushed up his glasses, his face turning deathly pale.
"They're the same highland wolves you see during the day... they're attacking at night!"
Jiang Ming immediately threw down the towel in his hand.
There's no need to use your senses to explore.
He could hear the distinctive howl of a plains wolf coming from downstairs clearly, even through two floors.
At least a few animals have entered the building.
"Stop talking nonsense."
Jiang Ming kicked aside the chair blocking his way, grabbed the breastplate from the ground, and put it on.
"You guys hurry up and block the stairwell."
"Zhao Yanzhi's men have probably already engaged the enemy."
The crisp sound of metal clips closing echoed in the room.
"Quick! You guys go help first!"
Without any hesitation, Wang Yang grabbed the Blazing Battle Axe and kicked away the table blocking the doorway.
"Bin, keep up!"
He roared and charged out like a raging bull.
Li Bin grabbed the [Venomous Piercer] and followed closely behind.
The corridor was in complete chaos.
Many of the girls who managed to escape ran upstairs while shouting "Help!"
"Get out of the way!"
Wang Yang was bumped by two flustered girls, and he almost dropped the axe from his hand.
A strong smell of blood wafted over.
The hallway on the first floor was sometimes bright and sometimes dark.
By the light of those flashing lights, Wang Yang and Li Bin could see that the lobby on the first floor had been turned into a slaughterhouse.
Five or six small wolves from the highlands were rampaging among a dozen or so girls who had been bitten.
They weren't hunting at all; they were enjoying the killing.
A girl in pajamas was pounced on by a wolf and her throat was ripped open instantly, spraying blood onto the wall and forming a bizarre graffiti.
"Help! Help me!"