Heartbroken Kitten felt something was off. The words could have been phrased more tactfully, yet they were sent out just like that—coming off as passive-aggressive and whiny.
Qi Xu indeed sensed the discomfort and replied bluntly, "Whatever."
"Ok."
Just as Heartbroken Kitten and the group were about to wipe out their enemies, the Cilantro Exterminator suddenly vanished without a trace.
The members of Zone 444 had collaborated many times before, so they quickly tensed up, swiftly finishing off the remaining foes.
Then, standing back-to-back in a tight circle, they scanned their surroundings for any sign of the Cilantro Exterminator.
His vehicle was still there—he couldn’t have gone far. He must have used an invisibility card or some similar item.
Who would’ve thought... he didn’t want a clean death and instead opted for a far more difficult way to die.
The Cilantro Exterminator had already resigned himself to the idea that survival was impossible today. After all, his vehicle was right there, and one man couldn’t possibly take on so many opponents. His subordinates were all useless, and now they were dead too!
But then, he stumbled upon something interesting.
"Drop your weapons! Or I’ll slit this kid’s throat! You idiots, bringing a child to a fight? Am I wrong to call you morons? This is hilarious."
The Zone 444 crew stared in shock as the Cilantro Exterminator reappeared, his machete pressed against a little girl’s neck.
Ruan Shizi: "Who brought her? Are you out of your mind?"
Moonlit Sip: "If you’re gonna bring her, at least protect her properly. Unbelievable."
Buried Love 2009: "No clue. Not me. Never heard of anyone having a little sister."
Heartbroken Kitten shook her head vigorously. "Not me either. She’s kinda cute, though—looks about eight or nine, around my sister’s age."
Escaped Beef from Lanzhou Ramen and First-Gen Pure Love Warrior crossed their arms in an X. Black Sweater also denied it.
Top Battle Edge glanced around suspiciously until his eyes landed on the silent Zhou Dami 444.
Zhou Dami 444 had been keeping a low profile since arriving in Zone 666, especially after hearing Fortune God's Only Daughter’s voice in the chat—it sounded so childlike that cursing her suddenly felt weird.
The group glared at Zhou Dami 444. "You brought her?"
Zhou Dami 444 gaped at the little girl, stammering.
"Y-you—listen to her voice... Doesn’t she sound exactly like Fortune Dog? Am I hallucinating? Quick, someone confirm—this is important!"
"No way. You’re joking."
"Damn, now that you mention it, kinda does."
"Bullshit. How could Fortune Dog be a kid?"
Ruan Shizi froze, his face dark as shoe polish, his whole demeanor deflated. He tilted his head, too drained to speak.
Fortune God's Only Daughter was furious. She’d come to watch the chaos, to see these idiots tear each other apart.
But while hiding in the back, happily observing through binoculars, she got ambushed.
This body’s reflexes were still too limited. She’d sensed someone approaching but couldn’t react in time—by the time she tried to counter, the blade was already at her throat.
Not only was she dragged out as a hostage in front of these people, but they also saw her real face. Infuriating.
As for danger? Impossible.
Even if the machete were a gun, it couldn’t kill her. The only annoyance was explaining herself to these fools—not that she owed them anything. They weren’t allies, just backstabbing strangers.
Ignoring the group, she instead cursed out the Cilento Exterminator.
"You filthy mutt, let me go right now, or I’ll chop you limb by limb and feed you to the Black Mist. Even that stinking abomination would gag on your rotten flesh!"
"You little brat, still running your mouth while I’ve got you? Don’t think I won’t hurt you just ‘cause you’re a kid. I kill anyone—men, women, kids, doesn’t matter!"
He pressed the blade harder against Zhu Fu’s neck.
At first, Zhu Fu’s muttering was too quiet to hear. But this outburst—the tone, the phrasing—was unmistakable. Everyone here had been cursed out by her hundreds of times. Some phrases were bound to repeat...
But still.
"Who the hell said Fortune Dog was some ruthless murderess? This kid’s, what, eight? And you’re telling me she butchered four or five players on her first day in the Survival Highway?"
Zhou Dami 444’s question left the group silent.
Who started the rumor? No one remembered. Just whispers about Fortune God's Only Daughter slaughtering players to loot supplies.
Then more incidents piled up, paired with her foul mouth—never explaining, always cursing first.
"Back off! Return my vehicle, or I’ll kill this brat!"
Ruan Shizi suddenly recalled his dying girlfriend’s words:
"Kill Fortune God's Only Daughter for me... or I’ll haunt you forever. She’s the one who got me... I saw her... so ugly... Promise me..."
"Okay, okay, I’ll kill her. Just don’t die... Stay with me..."
When he confronted Fortune God's Only Daughter back then, she only said:
"You got fooled by that bitch again? If I killed her, she wouldn’t have had time for last words."
Blinded by rage, he hadn’t listened.
Now, thinking back—one of them had lied. Probably his girlfriend. Otherwise, why emphasize "ugly" instead of age?
So now, he was at a loss. Even his sharp tongue failed him.
Seeing the others looking to him, he sighed. "Fine. Everyone step back."
"We’ll let you go. Release the kid first."
The Cilantro Exterminator scoffed. "You think I’m stupid? Let me into the vehicle first. I’ll hand her over before driving off."
Ruan Shizi refused. "No deal."
"Then the kid dies with me."
Zhu Fu stared at the group in disbelief. "You idiots still don’t recognize me?"
Heartbroken Kitten groaned. "Kid, there’s a knife at your throat. Maybe shut up for once?"
Zhu Fu smirked. "That loser’s nothing."
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