Shen Feng entered the factory and immediately heard human voices from within the workshop. He quickly ducked down from the eaves and pressed himself against the window to observe. What he saw shocked him. Inside the factory, a portly man holding a whip was directing a group of young people. If their movements were even slightly slow, he would lash out with the whip. These young people appeared to be under twenty, all looking so fresh and tender.
Just then, a Tibetan Mastiff, as large as a water buffalo, walked into the factory. The portly man immediately went over, smiling and stroking the mastiff's neck as if scratching an itch, saying, "Xiao Hei, don't be anxious. Once everything is moved, we'll leave right away. Don't worry, I won't abandon you."
Seeing this, Shen Feng understood. The Tibetan Mastiff was actually raised by this greasy man, and it was very obedient. This suggested that perhaps the man's presence was what controlled the more than a hundred mutated dogs here. But wouldn't these mutated dogs eat people?
Inside the factory, men and women were transporting supplies. Some were carrying bottled water, others were struggling to drag a bag of rice weighing eighty jin, and some were even moving appliances. Whether it was radios, generators, or even televisions and computers, everything was being moved to the courtyard.
Shen Feng flipped back onto the roof and then cautiously peered into the courtyard. He saw several vehicles there, loaded with many supplies, including ample food and bottled water. One vehicle was loaded with a large amount of gold and silver jewelry.
Around the courtyard were many mutated dogs, basically the size of lions. These dogs looked at the humans loading supplies with unfriendly eyes, as if they could pounce and tear them apart at any moment, but at this moment, these mutated dogs had to restrain themselves. Each dog had a stainless steel basin next to it. The basins were clean, but the area around them was covered in bones, mostly human bones. This meant that the mutated dogs' food was either zombies or humans.
Shen Feng was already feeling angry at this point. The Tibetan Mastiff's owner was clearly the master here. Recalling his earlier words, didn't that mean he was feeding these mutated dogs with human flesh? Thinking of this, Shen Feng wished he could kill the guy in the workshop right now.
However, Shen Feng wanted to continue observing these people's movements, planning to act only after understanding their true intentions. Although Shen Feng was an ability user now, he had always considered himself human. Even though he had gained power greater than ordinary people, at his core, he was still a living person with human thoughts. Therefore, upon discovering that the dog owner was using humans to feed the mutated dogs, he could no longer hold back. How could such a scumbag who harmed his own kind to feed dogs be allowed to live?
Just then, a scream came from inside the workshop, followed by a sudden silence. Not long after, the Tibetan Mastiff walked out of the workshop, its mouth holding half of a human body. Judging by the clothing, the victim was likely a girl. The dog owner standing beside the mastiff looked smug, saying to the people still working, "This is the consequence of slacking off. They deserved to die."
Hearing the dog owner's words, the people working in the courtyard visibly sped up. After all, no one wanted to be eaten. If they could survive, no one wanted to die.
Shen Feng watched the dog owner coldly. In his eyes, this guy was already a dead man. Using his current power, he forced these young men and women to work, and anyone he disliked was immediately fed to his dogs. Such a person shouldn't be allowed to live. Furthermore, Shen Feng no longer wanted the Tibetan Mastiff's fur. A vicious dog that aided evil, even a mutated dog, was worthless. The loyalty of such a dog to its owner, in his opinion, was merely foolishness.
At this moment, a middle-aged man walked over obsequiously and said, "Boss, the supplies are almost loaded. Should we depart?"
The boss, of course, was the Tibetan Mastiff's owner. He glanced at his subordinate and said dismissively, "What's the rush? The fighting is coming from the west. The army won't arrive that quickly. As long as we evacuate fast enough, there won't be any problems!"
The middle-aged man continued, "The students downstairs said they don't want to leave with you. They want to stay here and wait for rescue."
Upon hearing this, the boss immediately became enraged, saying, "Who doesn't want to leave with me? Damn it, they've been living in my factory, eating my food, and drinking my drinks. Now that Liancheng is about to be recovered, they all want to leave? It's not that easy!"
As he spoke, the boss turned and entered the factory, whipping the young people working there indiscriminately. While whipping them, he cursed, "A bunch of ungrateful wretches! I've been feeding you for nothing. If I weren't here, you would have all been eaten by zombies long ago. And now you dare to resist me!"
While being whipped, a young man could no longer bear it. Enduring the lashes, he suddenly charged forward and punched the boss, shouting, "Vampire, how dare you say that! We've worked for you for so long, you don't pay us wages, and you bully us. Who wants to go to their death with you? We want to wait for rescue!"
After being punched, the boss quickly retreated a few steps, his face full of shock. At this moment, the Tibetan Mastiff also rushed into the workshop, its eyes fixed on the young man who had just resisted, letting out a low growl. It seemed ready to attack.
"You... you dare to hit me, this is rebellion!" The boss pointed at the young man who had retaliated, his anger reaching its peak.
The young man had also given up. Since death was inevitable, he might as well die with dignity. He had been suffering for almost two months, and he was at his breaking point. He directly cursed, "Parasite, you simply tricked us into coming here for an internship, to be your free labor. You only give us a thousand or so yuan a month, which is just exploitation! We work eleven or twelve hours a day, and you reap the benefits. Moreover, you've been molesting the girls from our school these past few days. Don't think we don't know..."
Hearing this, the boss, in a fit of rage, shouted at the Tibetan Mastiff, "Xiao Hei, attack!"
The Tibetan Mastiff instantly charged out. For anyone who dared to defy its master, it would tear them to shreds!
However, at this moment, a black shadow flashed outside the factory, and Shen Feng appeared in front of the young man, blocking him and the Tibetan Mastiff. Shen Feng had no choice but to intervene now. If he waited any longer, this young man would also be bitten to death!
Seeing Shen Feng's appearance, the Tibetan Mastiff still charged forward recklessly, lunging at Shen Feng. It intended to bite Shen Feng to death along with itself. But as it reached Shen Feng, the Tibetan Mastiff collided with an invisible wall. Confused, it charged again, only to hit it once more. Shen Feng had already used "Wind King Barrier," causing the air within a two-meter radius in front of him to stop flowing, forming an invisible wall. Now, no matter how the Tibetan Mastiff charged, it couldn't break through Shen Feng's defense.
Shen Feng turned around and asked the young man who had stood up to resist, "Weren't you afraid of death just now?"
However, the young man was outside the "Wind King Barrier," so he couldn't hear what Shen Feng was saying. He only saw this person who suddenly appeared block in front of him, and then the Tibetan Mastiff couldn't charge over. The other person was opening his mouth to say something, but he couldn't hear anything.
Shen Feng realized this and deactivated the "Wind King Barrier," asking again, "Weren't you afraid of death?"
The young man's pupils contracted, and he pointed behind Shen Feng, saying, "Be careful!"
At this moment, Shen Feng had deactivated the "Wind King Barrier," and the Tibetan Mastiff immediately charged forward. Its eyes were bloodshot, and its fur was standing on end. It was clear that the Tibetan Mastiff was extremely enraged and only wanted to devour the hateful fellow in front of it; it wanted nothing else.
Shen Feng knew that the Tibetan Mastiff was a threat. He turned and used "Swift as the Wind," his body moving like a ghost to evade the mastiff's pounce. In that instant, Shen Feng drew his long sword and thrust it out, his movements fluid and natural. The long sword instantly pierced the Tibetan Mastiff's skull. The mastiff's fur, which had been standing on end, now drooped. Its heavy body fell to the ground. As swiftly as it had charged, it fell.
Shen Feng looked at the young man and asked, "Do you dare to kill someone?"
"I dare!" The young man nodded without hesitation. Now, he wished he could kill the boss in front of him. At this moment, the boss also noticed something was wrong. Why was Xiao Hei, whom he had raised for many years, killed so easily? After all, this Tibetan Mastiff was the leader of all the mutated dogs outside!
Shen Feng casually threw his sword, Yitian, over and said, "Then do what you want to do. As for the mutated dogs outside, I'll handle them!"
With that, Shen Feng rushed into the courtyard and began attacking the mutated dogs. Although facing thousands of mutated dogs was impossible without a rifle, there were only a little over a hundred dogs in the courtyard now, and he was already a third-tier ability user. He wouldn't be at a disadvantage in a fight.
Meanwhile, the young man picked up the long sword Shen Feng had thrown and chased after the boss. The boss, seeing his beloved Xiao Hei lying dead on the ground, cried out mournfully, "Xiao Hei, how could you bear to make me, an old man, send you off..."
Before he could finish, the young man rushed forward with the long sword and slashed. The boss quickly fled, shouting as he ran, "Don't kill me, don't kill me! For taking you in for two months, spare me. If you want wages, I'll get the money for you right away. I have a lot of gold over there. I'll give you as much as you want!"
However, the young man had only one answer to such words: "I only want you dead!"
The boss ran out of the workshop and shouted to the people in the courtyard, "Quick, help! Help me, someone is trying to kill me."
However, when the boss looked outside, he froze. Because in the courtyard, Shen Feng was rapidly pursuing the mutated dogs. Some of the mutated dogs were attacking Shen Feng, while others, being more agile, simply jumped over the wall and escaped. In the courtyard, everyone was cowering with their heads in their hands, afraid to say a word. More than twenty mutated dogs lay on the ground.
Shen Feng's attacks were swift. Holding the Dragon Slaying Sword, he targeted the vital points of the mutated dogs, either piercing their heads or their hearts. Sometimes, he would cleave down with his sword, bisecting a lunging mutated dog on the spot. Combined with his incredible speed, the mutated dogs were completely unable to dodge his attacks. In just a few minutes, Shen Feng had killed over twenty dogs. Usually, the mutated dogs wouldn't even touch Shen Feng before being killed.
Moreover, when surrounded by mutated dogs, Shen Feng only needed to activate the "Wind King Barrier" to become invincible. The mutated dogs couldn't break through Shen Feng's air barrier. Of the more than a hundred mutated dogs, more than fifty had already fled, and the remaining thirty or so were still fighting Shen Feng. However, their numbers were constantly decreasing. It was clear that Shen Feng would emerge victorious in this battle.
At this moment, the young man rushed forward. Seeing the boss stunned, he raised his long sword and delivered a righteous backstab. The long sword pierced through the boss's back and emerged from his chest. Although it didn't hit the heart, his lungs were severely damaged.
"You... you..." The boss turned his head, trying to say something.
The young man kicked him away, simultaneously pulling out his long sword and turning to the group of classmates behind him, saying, "What are you waiting for? Haven't you suffered enough oppression? Why aren't you coming forward to get revenge?"