Survival game for all: The max-level boss wins easily everyday!

She followed the sound and dodged the fruit knife that was stabbing at her face. She elbowed the man's arm joint, and with a click, the man's arm twisted strangely to the other side of his body. When he screamed, Xiao Jin kicked him in the chin again, and the man flew to the other side and rolled on the ground in pain.

The long knife was holding the steel pipe. Xiao Jin shook his hand and the knife was pulled out. A flash of light burst out in the darkness. He blocked, dodged and counterattacked repeatedly. Only two minutes had passed when the tip of the knife stabbed into the abdomen of the last person.

'Pfft! '

Pulling out the long sword, Xiao Jin found a knife-wiping cloth from the space and carefully wiped the blood-stained blade in his hand.

Due to the power outage, the house was very dark. Mao Liu and the other two wanted to help, but after opening the door, they could not hear anything except fighting and screaming.

They finally found a flashlight, and when they turned it on they saw such an exciting scene.

In the dazzling cold white light, the tall figure slowly wiped the long sword in her hand. There were still some wet marks on her dark clothes. Her delicate white face was reflected next to the black leather gloves, which was both attractive and abstinent.

There was chaos on the ground, with blood splattered all over the place and the attacker, whose life or death was unknown, lying beside Xiao Jin's boots.

Under Xiao Jin's messy hair, a pair of slightly dim pupils were subconsciously looking at Shang Fan who was holding a flashlight. Because he was looking directly at the light, Xiao Jin narrowed his eyes slightly like a cheetah that temporarily retracted its claws, as if the other party would pounce on him and bite off his neck in the next second.

'Gudong! '

Shang Fan was stunned, and his throat felt inexplicably dry.

Putting the knife back into the sheath, Xiao Jin strode to the other side of the counter. Shang Fan's flashlight moved along Xiao Jin's figure. Only after seeing clearly did he know why Xiao Jin was so cruel.

The five of them had offended Xiao Jin before, but even Xu Ming and Xiao Jin did not kill him. Well, he was beaten badly but not killed!

Looking at the four people lying on the ground, two of them were lying on the ground motionless with a large pool of blood under them. They were obviously dead. The other two were breathing out more than breathing in.

When Shang Fan saw the situation at the counter clearly, he felt that Xiao Jin had let these four scumbags off too easily by killing them!

Yes, scumbag!

Shang Fan spat.

I saw a man nailed to the wall over the counter. Judging from his figure, he looked like a young man. His hands were crossed and nailed to the wall with a steel pipe. Not only that, there were many bloody holes on his chest, abdomen, and limbs. It was obvious that he had been severely tortured.

At this time, the young man's head was lowered, and a large pool of blood extended from the wall, which was slightly drying. It was obvious that he had been dead for a long time!

“This…this…” Mao Liu looked at it stutteringly, his face even paler than Xiao Jin’s.

Unable to say anything, Mao Liu turned around and looked at the man next to him who was still alive, stepped forward and kicked him hard: "Asshole!"

'puff! '

This kick was like adding insult to injury. The man died immediately after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

When Mao Liu saw this, he suddenly shuddered and thought, Oh my God, has this counted as murder?

Over there, Xiao Jin took a look at the man on the wall as he walked to him, then passed him and came behind the counter. After seeing the situation inside, he paused, his expression still calm, but his eyes were as cold as polar ice.

There was still a corpse behind the counter, but it was a naked female corpse. Her pale skin was covered with purple bruises, and her feet were smashed to pieces, with no bones visible at all. Her bulging eyes were squinting at the male corpse on the wall next to her, as if she didn't want to move away even if she died.

He took off his coat, squatted down and covered the woman with it. Xiao Jin raised his hand and stroked her eyelids. When he stood up, he had already picked her up.

Shang Fan, who was standing beside her, looked at Xiao Jin worriedly when he saw this. It was rare for her to show her emotions so openly, but he could sense the heavy gloom from a distance.

Then he reached out and pushed Mao Liu, and the person on the wall gave him a look.

Mao Liu understood immediately, and he and Shang Fan worked together to lower it from the wall.

Xiao Jin put the two people together and simply covered them with a sunshade found in the supermarket, planning to burn them somewhere far away from the gas station when he left.

"How pitiful!" Mao Liu sighed, and then he seemed to think of something.

"Eh? That's not right! The cry we just heard was from a woman, but it seems like this girl has been dead for quite a while!"

Shang Fan looked up at Xiao Jin in surprise.

Xiao Jin naturally did not forget. In addition to hearing the breathing of the four people who had attacked her before, she also sensed the breathing of three other people inside.

All three were very weak, and one was so weak that it was almost inaudible!

There is an employee rest area at the back of the small supermarket. It is open 24 hours a day, so naturally there are places for employees to rest and sleep.

Walking to the rest area, Xiao Jin turned the doorknob and opened the door, only to see three people tied up in a small room.

After seeing the situation inside, Xiao Jin decisively slammed the door shut before Mao Liu and the other two came in, and said coldly, "Don't come in."

In the messy room, two tightly tied men were crammed in a corner. One of them had blood all over his head, and the other's leg joints were bent strangely. His white shirt was covered in blood, and it was impossible to tell where exactly he was injured.

But Xiao Jin always felt that this person looked familiar.

It sounded like she wouldn't die for the time being, so Xiao Jin focused his attention on the woman on the bed. She was also naked and her hands were tied to the bedside railings. He knew at a glance what had happened to her.

Moreover, the nails on both her hands seemed to have been pulled out, and bloodstains spread from the gaps between her fingers to her wrists. Her unfocused but not unconscious eyes made Xiao Jin realize that the previous sound was made by her.

The woman must have heard the sound of the van stalling, and wanted to call for help while the four scumbags were out investigating!

Fortunately, I came too.

Xiao Jin frowned and strode to the woman, avoiding her wound and untying the rope. She took a quick glance and found a set of her own clothes from the space. Although they were a little long, Xiao Jin's frame was not big, so they were suitable for a woman.

After putting clothes on her, the woman seemed to realize that she was truly saved.

Her red, swollen and dry eyes gradually filled with tears, and her crying went from barely audible at the beginning to loud wails at the end.

"Wow~"

Outside the door, Shang Fan and Mao Liu looked at each other and sighed.

Without being stingy with the healing spray, Xiao Jin sprayed it directly on the woman's fingers. Seemingly she was tired, she hugged Xiao Jin's arm and fell asleep, or rather, unconscious.

After slowly pulling out his arm, Xiao Jin finally had time to look at the other two people.