The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 15

The incident unfolded suddenly, and the incredible speed of the firearm caught even Hu off guard. Despite its instinct to protect its master, it was still a step too slow.

Chu Xuan saw the dark firearm and the flash of gunfire, yet he showed no fear. With a swish, a line of blood surged from his palm, appearing like a streak of crimson lightning.

Clang!

The bullet struck the blood line and, as if hitting a steel plate, veered off course dramatically, firing into the crowd. A man screamed as he fell backward, landing in a pool of blood. The bullet had precisely pierced his eye socket and penetrated his brain.

Zhao Hong's eyes widened in shock. What was that blood line that could stop a bullet?

He roared in anger and fired again.

Bang, bang, bang!

He discharged three shots in rapid succession. Each bullet was effortlessly blocked by the streak of blood, diverting their paths. None hit Chu Xuan, but three more members of the Spirit Hounds fell instead.

Zhao Hong was utterly astounded. He had only four bullets, and all had been deflected. He could now see clearly that the blood line was actually a large blood-colored worm!

This young man could not only control zombies but also worms! It was terrifying!

Chu Xuan extended his hand and gently caressed the Blood Steel Wire. He calmly asked, "Is this gun your last resort?"

Thump.

Zhao Hong collapsed, his body going limp as he fell to the ground, devoid of any will to resist.

"The Spirit Hounds is yours now… Spare my life," Zhao Hong swallowed hard, his voice earnest. He then knelt down, abandoning any pride he had as the leader of the Spirit Hounds. He had realized that the young man before him was a monster beyond his capacity to contend with. His life and everything he owned were now firmly in the hands of this formidable stranger.

Now, his only chance to survive was to show sincere submission.

Chu Xuan shook his head in response to Zhao Hong's offer of surrender and an alternative shopping mall. "I'm satisfied with your body, I'll take the Spirit Hounds, and I want you too."

Zhao Hong froze for a moment, then, as if suddenly realizing something, his eyes flashed with shock. "This… I… I'm not gay," he stammered awkwardly, "but if you insist, I guess I can't refuse…"

The surrounding gang members looked bewildered. This was their leader, Zhao Hong, always high and mighty. Yet now, to save his own life, he seemed ready to agree to anything.

Chu Xuan couldn't help but laugh silently.

Gay? That's not what I meant.

Calmly, Chu Xuan commanded, "Hu, tie him up and take him to the rooftop. Bao, you stay here with the two dogs and make sure no one leaves."

Hu and Bao roared in acknowledgment of their orders.

The Spirit Hounds members looked at each other, bewildered. With Zhao Hong kneeling and capitulating, they certainly didn't dare to flee. To them, this was merely a change of leadership. Regardless of who was in charge, they were still just underlings.

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The young man couldn't possibly manage everything alone, could he? Thinking this, the gang members gradually calmed down and returned to their rooms to continue whatever they had been doing.

On the rooftop of the Haotai Hotel, Hu arranged a clean reclining chair, and Chu Xuan lay down comfortably. Zhao Hong kneeled before him, smiling nervously, "Big brother, what position do you want? I can do anything."

Chu Xuan's pupils flashed purple as he again deployed the Soul Capturing Gaze. "I ask, you answer."

Initially, Zhao Hong struggled, but within half a minute, he became as docile as a marionette, responding mechanically to Chu Xuan's questions. After a while, the influence of the Soul Capturing Gaze faded.

Chu Xuan had extracted all the information he needed from Zhao Hong's mind. "Psionic energy... a Level One Superhuman... Superhuman talent?" He mused, intrigued.