Chapter 154: The End of Zhu Dazhuang
Natural Disasters and the End of the World, She Went Crazy After Stocking Up on Supplies
Hou Jianming had finally managed to win this woman’s heart, and was just waiting for the birthday banquet to end so he could take the beauty home. Of course, at this moment, he had to speak up for her.
“Dazhuang, sure, Meili has a dog, but it’s not like there’s only one dog in the world! And she’s not called Chu Peipei, either. I know you’re upset, I’m upset too, but we have to be rational—we can’t just wrongfully accuse someone.”
Zhu Dazhuang said, “Big bro! Names can be faked! I’ve suspected her motives for joining the base for a while now… She showed up right around the time Er Kui was killed. How could there be so many coincidences in this world?”
Seeing Hou Jianming’s hesitant expression, Zhu Dazhuang gritted his teeth.
“I can hold off on hurting her, but we have to restrain her first. If it turns out she really had nothing to do with this, we can always let her go later!”
Zhu Dazhuang had already made his point, so Hou Jianming couldn’t say much more. He looked at An Nan in the distance, his expression complicated.
An Nan glanced at the hundreds of people around her. Including the guards at the door and those at the tables, there were six armed bodyguards, plus Hou Jianming and Zhu Dazhuang—eight handguns in total, all scattered around her, covering every direction.
Even if she pulled out a rifle now, there was no guarantee she’d make it out alive. Her odds of survival were probably less than a percent.
Way too risky!
Maybe she should just play the innocent and act out a scene from “The Injustice to Dou E” for a while?
She whispered to Gu Zhiyu, “How much longer for your drug?”
Gu Zhiyu glanced at his watch. “Less than a minute.”
Oh?
That made things easier.
An Nan immediately put on a pitiful expression, eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Hou Jianming not far away.
“Boss, I’m really being wronged here! I’m even more innocent than Dou E—”
Before she could finish, the people around her suddenly started swaying.
“What’s going on? Why am I so dizzy?”
“What’s happening? I can’t lift my arms!”
“My legs feel like jelly…”
In no time, people all over the courtyard started collapsing.
An Nan tugged at Gu Zhiyu. “Don’t just stand there like a target.”
A few of the armed guards were still on their feet, some already gripping their guns. An Nan and Gu Zhiyu blended in with the crowd, pretending to be dizzy and slumped over the table.
Zhu Dazhuang, perhaps due to his exceptional strength, was in better shape than the others. He anxiously shook Hou Jianming, who had collapsed at the table.
“Big bro! Are you alright?”
Hou Jianming felt weak all over, his limbs refusing to obey. His lips trembled as he spoke, “Someone… poisoned us!”
Zhu Dazhuang’s first reaction was to look at An Meili, only to be surprised to find her slumped over the table as well.
Looking around, he saw no one acting out of the ordinary—everyone was woozy and dropping like flies. He drew his gun and looked around, completely lost.
What now?
He had a gun, he had bullets, but he didn’t know who to shoot!
Soon, Zhu Dazhuang also felt his strength fading, and he slowly slid to the ground.
Only the little brother who had come to report the news was still standing, looking bewildered.
He nervously looked around. “S-second boss, what should I do?!”
Zhu Dazhuang, seeing he didn’t look like the poisoner, frowned and said, “Go… go check on An—”
Before he could finish, a figure moved like lightning, knocking the little brother out in an instant.
Zhu Dazhuang glared at the person, gritting his teeth. “An Meili! It really was you!”
He’d let his guard down for a moment and been fooled by her.
Hou Jianming, both shocked and angry, said, “Meili, how could you—”
But no matter how furious they were, there was nothing they could do. Though they were still conscious and able to speak, their heads were spinning, and their bodies refused to move—they were like fish on a chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered.
An Nan glanced at Gu Zhiyu, who had also stood up, and instructed, “Collect the weapons first.”
Just in case someone managed to get off a shot.
Zhu Dazhuang glared, gritting his teeth. “You’re Chu Peipei, aren’t you?!”
An Nan rolled her eyes. “I told you, my surname is An.”
As she spoke, she quickly found the bodyguards and collected their guns one by one. She’d already memorized their faces during her dog-walking rounds.
Zhu Dazhuang, lying on the ground, suddenly realized, “You’re An Nan!”
At this point, Hou Jianming and Zhu Dazhuang finally understood—this woman was the one who killed Er Kui and had now come to wipe them out!
Hou Jianming looked at Gu Zhiyu, who was searching him for weapons. “And who are you?”
Gu Zhiyu smirked. “What, Boss, don’t recognize your sworn brother?”
Hou Jianming’s eyes widened in shock.
“You’re President Gu?!”
In that instant, he felt shock, fear, and embarrassment all at once.
He’d been bragging in front of the real deal this whole time, using his name to show off?
How humiliating!
Gu Zhiyu ignored him and went to collect Zhu Dazhuang’s gun.
The two of them quickly gathered all eight guns.
An Nan walked step by step to Zhu Dazhuang’s side, while Gu Zhiyu retreated a short distance to keep watch.
Zhu Dazhuang, limp and powerless, was so angry that veins bulged on his face.
“You little brat! I should’ve killed you long ago!”
An Nan didn’t bother arguing. She simply raised her gun and fired.
But unexpectedly, Zhu Dazhuang, who had seemed paralyzed, suddenly bit through his own tongue. As if he’d unlocked his body’s potential, he sprang to his feet and knocked the gun from An Nan’s hand with a single blow.
Then, flexing his muscular arm, he swung a heavy punch at An Nan.
An Nan dodged, turning her head aside, and struck back.
But Zhu Dazhuang’s muscles weren’t just for show—her punch landed like it hit a wall, barely hurting him at all.
Having bitten through his tongue, Zhu Dazhuang was determined to take An Nan down with him. He mustered all his strength and attacked again.
This time, An Nan didn’t try to go head-to-head. Instead, she dodged behind him and pressed a mechanism on her silver ring.
A strand of metal wire shot out, wrapping around Zhu Dazhuang’s neck.
With a sharp pull, she sliced his head clean off.
Even she was startled.
She hadn’t expected the ring Zhao Ping’an gave her to be so effective—it could even cut through bone.
Zhu Dazhuang’s body, now headless, collapsed in a spray of blood.
“Ahhh—!!”
Su Su, slumped by the table, screamed in terror at the sight.
An Nan ignored her and turned to Gu Zhiyu. “Thanks to your drug.”
If she’d had to fight Zhu Dazhuang head-on, she might really have gotten hurt. That guy was seriously strong.
Gu Zhiyu watched calmly from the side as she dispatched her foe, not the least bit nervous.
“Even without the drug, you’d have beaten him.”
An Nan shot him a grin, then looked down at Zhu Dazhuang’s headless body.
“He was a real character. But if you want to blame someone, blame your brother for robbing the wrong people.”
With Zhu Dazhuang dealt with, An Nan walked over to Hou Jianming.
“Where did you get your guns?”"