Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 188 - She's running a shipyard (2)
The sudden change ushered in total chaos.
Everyone knew the man sitting at the back was Master Qiu, the biggest boss on the island. They had blankly watched the metal rod go right through his head.
Qiu Zhengxun's subordinates rushed up as if their panic-stricken efforts could bring him back to life.
The audience pushed and squeezed each other as they ran out of the room, screaming in panic. They didn't want to get implicated by this strange event.
During this chaos, Qiu Ji nimbly jumped onto the table, fired a shot at the ceiling, and shouted, "Nobody move!"
The sound of the shot and his order echoed in the cavernous room. The chaotic casino instantly fell silent.
Although Qiu Ji's collar was still undone, his frivolous expression had disappeared. He calmly ordered people to find a doctor, tie up the middle-aged man that had thrown the steel rod, and instructed his subordinates to maintain order in the casino and continue operations.
Seeing that order had been restored, the burly man followed procedure by handing Bei Nuan the 21,000 dollars in casino tokens for winning three games in a row.
Bei Nuan handed back the bag of casino tokens and asked him to deposit them into the casino's bank for her. Then, she jumped off the stage and sought out Qiu Ji.
As soon as she got close to Qiu Ji, he noticed her presence and turned around.
Bei Nuan asked him, "I won three games. Can I go now?"
At such a special time, Qiu Ji actually smiled at her. "You can go."
His brother had suddenly died, and he had become the only rightful ruler of the island.
It was mentioned in the novel that although Qiu Zhengxun had control of the island, part of the bandits supported Qiu Ji in taking over the position. Both sides had been openly and covertly fighting each other.
Now that only Qiu Ji was left, he must have a pile of things to be busy with. Bei Nuan was a small matter that he didn't have time for.
Bei Nuan was finally free. She skipped over to Lu Xingchi.
Lu Xingchi was still waiting in the original spot for her. Seeing her coming over, he pulled her into his arms without waiting for her to speak.
"What are you doing?" Bei Nuan struggled to get out of the hug.
There were people everywhere. Everyone could see that he was hugging her.
Lu Xingchi lowered his head and mumbled with his face buried in the hair on her temple, "Let me hug you for a bit."
He had agreed to her participation in the cage fights because he was confident that he could keep her safe with his constantly improving metal ability as long as she was within his sight. It would be even easier if she was using a gun in cage fights. He could easily control bullets now. Even if she wasn't careful with aiming, he could control the bullet's trajectory and have it shoot the zombie.
And yet, when he saw her enter the fighting cage, it felt like his heart had stopped beating. Even though he was perfectly aware that nothing bad could happen to her with him here, he still felt afraid when he pictured her doing the cage fight by herself yesterday.
After Bei Nuan had told him what happened last night, he wanted to kill Qiu Zhengxun. Qiu Zhengxun was the leader of the bandits, and he was well-guarded. It would be troublesome to get close to him.
Staying here to watch Bei Nuan's cage fight would serve two purposes. Ensure Bei Nuan's safety and let him find a good opportunity to kill Qiu Zhengxun.
His original plan was to take control of a bullet to shoot Qiu Zhengxun during one of the cage fights. He wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine.
However, after witnessing one of Bei Nuan's cage fights, he felt that killing Qiu Zhengxun with a bullet was too merciful. He didn't want Qiu Zhengxun to die without knowing it. Thus, he had deliberately frozen the metal rod in the air for a moment, so that Qiu Zhengxun could clearly see his upcoming death.
As Bei Nuan tried to squirm out of his hug, she whispered, "Everyone is watching us."
"Let them look." Lu Xingchi tightened his hug. He didn't care at all.