Without being entangled with Chu Hong, Yang Mu simply lifted her up, holding her close to his body, and ran towards the house.

The door opened, and a man and woman stepped out.

"What are you doing? Trespassing into private property? Do you want to die?"

The man spoke harshly, glaring with fierce eyes. The woman stood behind him, munching on sunflower seeds with an air of arrogance.

“There are zombies outside, we need to run,” Yang Mu said, advancing towards them. When the aggressive man shoved him, Yang Mu swiftly moved his body in a circle, extending one hand to push him down. This move resembled a Tai Chi push.

Chu Hong, initially terrified, observed Yang Mu’s actions closely from his embrace, her fear transforming into astonishment.

Yang Mu, usually rather meek, had effortlessly knocked down a man who must weigh over two hundred pounds. How could he, while holding her, move so gracefully? Did he practice martial arts?

Yang Mu, of course, had never trained in martial arts. His fighting skills were honed from desperate struggles for survival, making his combat techniques very practical.

Seeing her man being pushed down, the woman’s face darkened. She threw a handful of sunflower seeds at Yang Mu and rushed at him, looking fierce. However, her long nightgown tripped her, causing her to fall in a heap.

Chu Hong, her ear close to Yang Mu’s, whispered, “You’re quite impressive. Not only can you do Tai Chi, but you also have skills to daze people.”

“Fool, let me go.”

Yang Mu turned to the wall, which was made of bricks and stood two and a half meters high. Holding Chu Hong made it difficult to jump up.

“No.”

“Let me go first. I’ll climb up and then pull you up.”

“No, you’ll just throw me away. I’d rather die here with you than have you abandon me.”

“Damn it! The most poisonous thing is a woman’s heart!”

Yang Mu was both angry and amused. He was willing to be ruthless with Chu Hong, so he raised his hand to knock her out.

Chu Hong guessed Yang Mu’s intention and quickly wrapped her legs around his waist, clutching his neck with one hand and grabbing his raised hand with the other. Tears streamed down her face, and she cried with great efficiency.

Yang Mu, looking at her close, beautiful face, felt a moment of disorientation. The once proud and haughty princess now appeared pitiful, an experience quite unique.

For a moment, he felt a pang of sympathy. After all, she was a beautiful woman who rivaled Wen Sijia in appearance.

But—

“I have no choice. I fear we cannot survive with you here.”

With a heavy heart, Yang Mu spoke these words and decisively struck.

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Chu Hong’s slender arm could not withstand Yang Mu’s powerful blow.

She cried out in pain as she slumped onto Yang Mu.

As Yang Mu heard her weak voice before unconsciousness, she murmured, “You took my first kiss and are still so ruthless, you big bad guy!”

First kiss?

It took a moment for Yang Mu to realize she must have meant when he bit her lip.

That wasn’t a kiss! For heaven’s sake!

As Chu Hong lost consciousness, she had no strength left, and Yang Mu easily placed her on the ground.

He looked at the beautiful woman lying there, her face streaked with tears and her delicate brows furrowed in a pitiful expression.

Yang Mu felt his heart beat a little faster.

But ultimately, he managed to reach the top of the wall and climbed up.

Upon reaching the top, Yang Mu’s attention was drawn to the chaos outside and the scene below.

How could he have been so foolish? Did he not realize this was Baihua Village!

Yang Mu’s face turned pale.

Baihua Village was a renowned inner-city area known for its dense population.

The houses were all rural, each courtyard housing dozens of migrant workers.

This meant the population density was extremely high, the highest in the city.

The narrow alleys outside were already crowded with people.

There were many living people, but also numerous zombies, which were savagely tearing at the people around, creating more zombies.

Some tried to escape the alley, but when they reached the mouth, the zombies outside were drawn in, exacerbating the chaos.

A vicious cycle ensued, with people scattering but unable to escape, inadvertently drawing more zombies from the outskirts.

The sight of the densely packed alley filled with people and zombies felt like hell!

Yang Mu, standing atop the wall, gave these people a clue, and they began climbing the nearby walls.

Some agile ones managed to reach the top, but just as they did, others trying to use them for support pulled them down.

Falling into the crowd meant certain death, as the pushing and trampling would be fatal.

“Damn it! Get down here and see if I don’t kill you!”

The fat man in the courtyard had stood up, and the woman, now armed with a wooden stick, was following him, approaching their direction.

Yang Mu sighed and jumped back into the courtyard from the wall.

“It’s a pity, we can’t escape. Can’t you hear the commotion outside?”

“I don’t care what’s happening outside, I’ll kill you first!”

Yang Mu noticed that the gate behind the burly man was already in tatters, with mutated zombies squeezing through the gaps.

Quickly, he picked up Chu Hong and crawled through an open window on the first floor.

The burly man continued to shout, but his wife spotted the mutated zombies.

“Look, dear, what on earth is that!”

These rural houses were all three stories high. Some had been renovated for rental, while a few owners lived in them.

This household appeared to be the latter, with well-decorated rooms and no partitions for rental.

As Yang Mu climbed through the window, the couple followed, closely pursued by the mutated zombies.

“Oh my God! What is that thing?”

The woman, disheveled from her fall earlier, had her hair in disarray.

Upon entering the window, she screamed and ran upstairs, her husband sprinting ahead and pushing her slightly, almost causing her to fall again, but she managed to steady herself and continued up.

Yang Mu, hesitating, did not follow upstairs but quickly crossed the hall and exited through the front door, hiding there while peeking inside.

The mutated zombies, agile and quick, entered through the broken window and chased the couple upstairs but paused on the second-floor stairs, sniffing the air.

Yang Mu felt frustrated; it was indeed tracking them, a hunter zombie would be a more fitting description.

His eyes scanned the courtyard and found something useful.

A roll of safety rope hung on the wall.

Yang Mu retrieved the rope, tied one end around Chu Hong’s waist, and then, holding the rope, carried her to the wall.

The wall had a row of decorative protrusions leading up to the roof.

Having spent three years in the mountains, climbing was a simple task for him. In the past two years, he had also been practicing night city parkour, so his agility was unmatched.

Securing the other end of the rope to himself, he swiftly climbed to the roof like Tarzan.

On the roof, a metal rod stood, and Yang Mu looped the rope around it, then pulled upward with force.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!”

“Roar!”

Suddenly, shouts and zombie growls came from below.

Coincidentally, it seemed Chu Hong had just woken up, and the hunter zombie had also just emerged, seeking to devour the pitiful girl...