Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 237 - That's very likely. Try your best to stay away from him. (3)
Ever since Dansui's secret about Wen Qin was exposed, she dared to tell Bei Nuan anything.
According to Dansui, the story of Yawen's untimely demise had spread throughout the tribe, and everyone was discussing the cause of her death.
There were too many witnesses. Everyone knew that Huo Ren, an outsider, had shot Yawen. They also knew that he was one of Yawen's lovers.
According to Dansui, the tribe was buzzing with rumors, but Bei Nuan couldn't see any signs of it. Everyone seemed to maintain the same attitude as before. They were still calm, gentle, respectful, and polite. They seemed like they had no interest in the exciting gossip.
However, there was an undercurrent beneath the calm surface.
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In the evening, when the sky was painted black, Huo Ren and his group drove their jeeps through the tribe's gate.
Hearing the sound of engines, Bei Nuan put down the things in her hand and ran out.
Lu Xingchi followed after her and asked, "Why are you going out?"
"I want to see if they caught the mysterious man." Bei Nuan lifted up the fabric of her dress and ran all the way to a spot where she could see the gate.
She only saw Huo Ren's group jumping out of their jeeps and being checked for injuries. They looked tired and didn't look like they had found the mysterious man.
Huo Ren lazily got out of the jeep and looked as if he wanted to slack off from his job.
No one dared to go up to check if he had been injured. He irritably unbuttoned his collar and wanted to go straight to the wooden houses that Jia Han had arranged for them.
Someone suddenly rushed out from the crowd and stopped in front of Huo Ren.
Lu Xingchi quietly said, "It's Jue Niu."
It really was Jiu Niu.
Jue Niu looked very different from his usual self. His usually polite demeanor was gone. His hair was messy, and his top was unbuttoned.
He looked as he had cried; his eyes were red. His expression was a bit scary.
Jue Niu blocked Huo Ren's path and shouted, "Stop!"
When Huo Ren's subordinates saw that something was happening here, they didn't care about checking for injuries and rushed over.
However, Huo Ren casually waved them away.
Bei Nuan clearly saw that Jue Niu was holding a gun. She was surprised that the tribe would have something like a gun, which was clearly a taboo fire-related item.
Huo Ren had the same idea as her. Facing the black barrel of the gun, he didn't show the slightest trace of fear. Instead, his interest was piqued. He asked Jue Niu, "Where did you get this gun?"
"Saint Yawen hid this for self-defense. It's none of your business." Jue Niu didn't want to get into that topic with him. "Did you kill our saint?"
Huo Ren smirked. "Yes, I killed her."
As if he was worried that his answer wasn't clear enough, he made a shooting gesture and emphasized, "I shot her in the head."
His frivolous tone as if he was a cat playing with a mouse infuriated Jue Niu.
"Why did you kill Saint Yawen? Why?!" Jue Niu held the gun. He was trembling all over. "They said she was about to turn into a zombie. That's a lie! I've been following her the past few days. She hasn't even gotten within touching distance of a zombie!"
Huo Ren didn't care. He candidly and patiently answered, "Because her temper is too bad. She's too talkative, and she's so stupid. She can't do anything right. She's lost her usefulness."
Jue Niu didn't expect Huo Ren would give such a direct answer. He speechlessly stared at him.
After a while, Jue Niu finally returned to his senses and gritted out, "You killed her. You should go die too."
He pointed at Huo Ren's head and pulled the trigger.
In the moment that Jue Niu fired the gun, Huo Ren slowly took out his gun and aimed it at Jue Niu.
Bei Nuan turned back to look at Lu Xingchi.
Lu Xingchi was staring at the direction, motionless.
There was only the sound of one gunshot.
Jue Niu was fine and still standing. However, Huo Ren was also fine. Neither of them had fallen over.
Huo Ren was a bit puzzled. He lowered his head and looked over his gun. "Is the gun jammed? No way?"
Jue Niu had fired a shot, but his shot had failed at such a close distance. Unwilling to accept this outcome, he drew out his saber and rushed towards Huo Ren with his saber raised.
Huo Ren was studying his jammed gun and didn't pay any attention to the saber that was about to strike him.
Jue Niu looked like he had a lot of experience killing zombies and had proficient skills in beheading. His blade was angled towards Huo Ren's neck.
This time, even Bei Nuan saw the shining blade slicing through Huo Ren's neck.
And yet, nothing happened. Huo Ren was still standing. It was as if the blade hadn't sliced through his neck.
Huo Ren finally stopped looking at the gun. He raised his head, happily looked at Jue Niu, and remarked, "Ah, if hot weapons don't work, you'll try cold weapons?"
Jue Niu fearfully stared at Huo Ren as if he was looking at a monster.
Huo Ren gestured behind him and a subordinate immediately stepped forward and handed his gun to Huo Ren. His gun had gotten jammed, so he planned on using another one to kill Jue Niu.
Although Bei Nuan knew that Lu Xingchi would definitely intervene, she still felt a bit nervous.
However, before Huo Ren raised the gun, Jia Han had come over with a group of people and ordered for Jue Niu to be taken away. It looked like he was detaining him, but he was really protecting him.
Jia Han explained, "Mr. Huo, Saint Yawen has been the saint in our tribe for ten years. It's normal that some people can't accept what happened today. You might encounter danger if you remain in our tribe. If something happened to you, I can't bear the responsibility."
Bei Nuan thought; Jia Han finally couldn't stand being civil with this psychopath and wanted to drive him away.
Huo Ren narrowed his eyes and sized up Jia Han.
Jia Han met his eyes without hesitation.