Shadow In Your Mind [ARC 1- 5]

Chapter 107 - Who died and made you the king?

XG 107 - Who died and made you the king?

A rather bold and cocky man from the crowd reached out to grab Wong Xue Guo with a greedy expression. Disgusted, she dodged the hands and grabbed his wrist before forcefully twisting it to his back until she heard a satisfying cracking, along with his pained cries.

Lately, she had started playing with dumbbells, which she found at a gym and brought it back. Winter was ending so she does not need to wear a thick coat. Her thinner jacket showed her slim figure, barely revealing the hint of muscle on her forearm.

Her fearless eyes and effortless way of twisting an adult man's arm had the group of perverted men finally have a sense of wariness towards her. However, even if her move had dissuaded the weaker-willed men, there was still some fearless man that liked to break women.

Sensing their movement, Wong Xue Guo's expression turned even colder. "I wonder how many of your men will die... before you could hold me down?" She pulled out her sword halfway from its sheath, oozing with bloodlust. The blade was sharp and gleamed from the reflection of the light.

Just as the group of men were ready to trample the fiery young woman's confidence, L.L and Kang Xunsu had already pulled their guns out and pointed at them.

Kang Xunsu sneered at them, his expression taunting them to make a move. He really hated these men that pulled down their gender's reputation and reliability.

Beom Seok was angry too, but someone had to keep the peace, somewhat. "We are here to talk, between civilized people. If you continue to act like barbaric animals that have no care for anything other than temporary enjoyment, we will have to discard our formality and let our strength do the talking."

Kim Sung-Ho stared at every member of his team that turned hostile with wide eyes. Are they not here to seek peaceful cooperation?

"Wah, will we be able to survive this?" Inching closer to Kim Sung-Ho, Ash clutched onto his gun worriedly. Even if it was shameful to seek protection from a kid much younger than him, it was a fact that Kim Sung-Ho was stronger than him.

Self-protection was more important than shame!

"What is all this noise? So disturbing!" A thunderous voice came from the most good looking tent.

"Leader!"

The fancy and large tent flapped open and a muscular man with wheat coloured skin came out with a grumpy expression.

The leader must be someone that had worked hard under the sun before the apocalypse outbreak. His face was not outstanding and barely stood out, but his muscular body type was the type that women would love during the apocalypse era, as he would definitely make them feel safe.

The guide went to the leader's side and whispered to his ears, likely about what happened.

All the while he listened, the leader was wiping his sweat-covered naked torso with a small towel. He was acting as if he had just finished a good workout with a satisfied expression when the ambiguous voices from his tent had everyone know the truth.

For the nth time, Wong Xue Guo was bloody glad she had worn a mask and filtered out the disgusting smell.

Chanyeol suddenly asked, "Is there a cult fanatic guy in your group?"

Wong Xue Guo could feel it. The atmosphere became tense when Chanyeol mentioned 'cult fanatic'. Even the ambiguous sounds behind the tents became a tad softer.

"No." The leader finished his wiping scene and let the dirty towel rest on his shoulders. "Are you here for him?"

"We prefer not to work with that guy, and your group, if he's here," Chanyeol answered.