The Martial God who started at Mantuo Manor

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Even if he possessed unparalleled bravery, he couldn't possibly fight against an entire city of zombies.

Two fists are no match for four hands, let alone this countless gray ocean of walking corpses.

In the blink of an eye, the tightly closed steel gate of the teaching building was right in front of us.

Wang Meng did not slow down at all; he didn't even have a free hand to push the door open.

"boom!"

He held the two soft, warm bodies in his arms and, in an extremely domineering manner, slammed his shoulder hard against the heavy steel door!

With a loud crash, the metal components of the door lock were instantly twisted and broken, and the entire door swung open inward with a piercing groan!

Wang Meng's figure rushed into the teaching building lobby like a whirlwind.

The moment his feet touched the ground, the entire movement was fluid and without the slightest hesitation!

He suddenly turned around, using his waist and abdomen to propel his body and right leg in a powerful arc, kicking the door that was still swinging inward back outward with a powerful kick!

"Oh!"

A deafening bang, like an explosive device detonating right next to your ear, resounded throughout the entire hall!

Under Wang Meng's earth-shattering kick, the heavy steel door visibly bulged outward, revealing a huge, sunken footprint outline!

The twisted and deformed steel plate was tightly and seamlessly wedged into the outer concrete door frame, forming a perfect wedge-shaped barrier that could not be opened from the outside!

Almost the instant he finished doing all this, the grayish-white horde of corpses crashed against the deformed door like a raging tide!

Thump! Thump!

Knock knock knock!

The dull thuds, the frantic scratching, and the desperate screams coming from countless throats outside the door instantly merged into a cacophony of death.

The entire jammed steel door groaned under the immense impact, its strain causing dust to fall from the walls.

However, the locked door remained firmly in place.

That hellish scene was firmly shut out.

Wang Meng maintained the posture of holding the two women. Close at hand was Qin Hongmian's tall chest, which was heaving violently due to shame, anger, and rapid breathing!

The snow-white skin exposed after the button popped off swayed right before his eyes, exuding a rich, pungent aroma unique to a woman's body, a mixture of sweat and body odor, like warm milk.

She wasn't wearing a bra.

It seems that although Qin Hongmian has changed into a student uniform, and even put on sneakers and stockings, her size still makes it unacceptable for her to have such a shameful cloth wrapped around her snow-capped peaks.

He lowered his head, looked at the scenery, and slowly exhaled a deep breath.

The heat flowed precisely onto the white shirt that had lost its button binding.

The already taut fabric, like a sail billowing in the wind, suddenly bulged upwards and then slowly fell back down, clinging tightly to her stunning silhouette, making the perfect, ripe fruit shape even clearer.

Qin Hongmian's body stiffened abruptly.

She could feel the scorching heat, which even penetrated the thin fabric, leaving a warm, damp imprint on her skin.

However, before she could recover from this extreme humiliation, something even more terrifying happened.

Wang Meng lowered his head even further.

He stuck out his tongue and lightly bit the snow-white, delicate skin exposed by the popped button.

"Smack!"

The warm, slippery, and intensely aggressive touch spread through Qin Hongmian's entire body like an electric current.

She felt as if a lightning bolt had shot through her spine, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"So sweet!"

Wang Meng smacked his lips, as if savoring some exquisite delicacy, and whispered in Qin Hongmian's ear in a voice only the two of them could hear.

This flippant comment ultimately became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The extreme humiliation erupted from Qin Hongmian's heart like a volcano, instantly overwhelming her fear and shock.

Her body, which had gone limp from the violation, suddenly burst forth with strength, and she began to struggle violently and in shame and anger in his arms.

"Ugh... Let me go!"

"Ah."

Wang Meng let out a low, mocking chuckle.

Seemingly finding her struggle amusing, or perhaps having grown tired of it, he finally loosened his grip, preparing to put the two of them down.

But the moment their feet touched the ground, his large hands, which had been wrapped around their waists, slid down and landed precisely on their shapely breasts, which were tightly encased in their school uniform skirts.

Then, without any hesitation, he grabbed a handful with all his might.

A hand grabbed the girl in the black veil on her buttocks.

Through the thin fabric of the skirt, you could feel that the girl's buttocks were as taut as stone, full of the firmness and elasticity of adolescence, but the touch was dry and stiff, and the feel was not very good.

With his other hand, he fiercely grasped and squeezed Qin Hongmian's plump buttocks, which were so mature they seemed to drip with moisture.

The feel of it was completely different from that of her "apprentice".

It was amazingly soft, amazingly plump, and even more... amazing, shamefully wet.

Through the layer of black stockings and skirt fabric, warmed by body heat.

Wang Meng's fingers could even feel a sticky, damp patch that had soaked through his underwear.

"Ok!"

Qin Hongmian let out a muffled groan, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to her knees.

The spot he grabbed felt as if it had been branded with a hot iron; a tingling electric current, mixed with boundless shame, surged wildly throughout her body.

After doing all this, Wang Meng finally let go of his hand with satisfaction, allowing the master and apprentice to stagger back to their feet.

He leisurely dusted off non-existent dust from his body, then leaned against a cold, load-bearing pillar with an enigmatic, carefree smile on his face.

He looked at the master and apprentice in front of him, one of them with a face as red as blood, phoenix eyes wide open, and body trembling, while the other was still in a daze. He spoke in a relaxed tone as if lecturing students in a classroom: "Those people outside are no longer human. They are called zombies, a kind of...walking corpses."

"They have no sense of pain, no reason, and their only goal is to devour anything that is still alive."

Oh, right, the most crucial point…

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Qin Hongmian's already tattered skirt, and the corners of his mouth widened: "What do you think would happen if they scratched or bit you?"

You will get a fever.

Then, die in excruciating pain… and then you will become one of them.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze.

Only the heavy, frantic pounding sounds from outside the door could be heard.

It serves as a reminder that hell is just outside.

Qin Hongmian's body was still trembling slightly, unable to stop herself from doing so.

The sticky, shameful dampness emanating from the hem of her skirt behind her, and the lingering warmth on the skin where he had bitten her, felt like two flames.

She forced herself to raise her head, her gaze fixed on the boy leaning against the pillar.

Wang Meng calmly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, casually picked one out with two fingers, and put it in his mouth.

Then, he took out a lighter, and with a "click," a small cluster of orange flame leaped in the dimly lit hall, illuminating his young yet unusually indifferent face.

He skillfully lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and then slowly exhaled.

White smoke billowed from between his lips and teeth, making his face appear increasingly blurry and dangerous behind the smoke.

This leisurely act of lighting a cigarette in the midst of apocalyptic despair forms an incredibly absurd and eerie contrast with the frenzied world of death outside the door.

Qin Hongmian finally managed to regain a trace of her own voice amidst the extreme shame and shock.

Her voice sounded hoarse and dry due to the intense emotional fluctuations.

"How...how do you know so much?"

Her gaze involuntarily fell on the cigarette burning between his fingers.

Faced with her questioning, Wang Meng simply shrugged noncommittally.

He flicked his cigarette ash, too lazy to answer the question, as if to say, "You have no right to know."

Then he turned his gaze to the dark and long corridor deep in the hall.

"I don't want to die here!"

He said in an unquestionable, commanding tone, "Just follow!"

After saying that, he stopped looking at them, a cigarette dangling from his lips, one hand in his pocket, and strode into the depths of the teaching building.

He didn't even turn around to check if they would follow.

That sense of entitlement made it seem as if their obedience was a matter of course.

Wang Meng's act of blocking the gate did indeed buy them a precious breathing space.

However, this massive, modern teaching building has more than just one entrance/exit.

He only blocked the main entrance.

"Wow!"

A sharp, piercing sound of shattering glass suddenly came from the end of the first-floor corridor not far away!

Immediately afterwards, as if a fuse had been lit, the sound of glass shattering echoed wildly throughout the ground floor of the entire teaching building!

Soon, not only on campus, but also inside the teaching buildings, new and even more shrill and desperate screams began to echo!

Clearly, there are still some students who didn't have time to escape, and they are now becoming the first victims of the hunt.

This building is no longer safe.

However, Wang Meng remained completely calm in the face of this rapidly deteriorating situation.

He seemed completely oblivious to the screams and shattering sounds that were right next to him. He simply walked to the wall of the hall and looked with interest at the "School Building Plan" (a floor plan of the teaching floors) hanging there.

He had a cigarette dangling from his lips, his gaze sweeping across the complex map as if searching for a specific target.