Stirring Things Up in the Wasteland 14

Chapter 14

Left on the 13th.

Arrived in Changnan City on the 14th.

Song Xun had originally planned to stay for two days and return to Xifeng City on the 15th, but well, plans change faster than you can make them.

She didn’t make it back on the 15th.

Mainly because she had gotten a bit addicted to stone gambling these past two days, absorbing spiritual energy on one hand and selling stones for money on the other.

There was so much money.

It came so fast.

She busied herself, making her way through several jade markets. With no new rough material being brought in, she had absorbed the energy from all the available stones.

The result was that the White Light Stone space had expanded again to about a thousand square meters. But unfortunately, she didn’t know if it was because the second evolution was harder after the first, or if it required some specific conditions.

In short, despite absorbing the energy from dozens of stones over these two days, it still hadn’t evolved again. Even that voice hadn’t reappeared.

Song Xun was actually quite disappointed.

At 11:30 PM, she walked out of the bank with her shoulder bag. All the checks from today had been deposited into her card.

In these few days, she had earned a full twenty million.

Although she could continue if she stayed, Song Xun had no intention of staying longer. She had already bought her plane ticket and would be heading back early the next morning.

She would probably arrive in the afternoon or evening.

Tomorrow was the 16th, the day she had agreed to meet with Wang Li. She wondered how her investigation was going.

Song Xun couldn’t help but feel a little apprehensive.

But even though her mind was elsewhere, she still noticed the tail that had been following her since she left the bank.

She had actually had this feeling yesterday, but it hadn’t been as obvious. She figured it was people she had attracted at the jade market these past few days.

Twenty million. Not a lot, but definitely not a small amount either.

It was late at night, and there were few people on the streets. Song Xun deliberately turned into an even more remote area. The streetlights illuminated the empty, silent night street, but they couldn’t dispel the overwhelming darkness.

Having experienced the long, traceless Eternal Night, Song Xun was actually used to this kind of darkness.

The footsteps grew louder. Seven or eight male Alphas, male Betas, and female Alphas surrounded her.

They were of different heights, different appearances, and around the same age, all young people in their twenties. They were all slouching, with dragon and tiger tattoos on their arms. How zhong’er (a slang term for someone acting like a cringey, dramatic teenager) could they be?

Song Xun sighed.

But what could she say? It was fine, at least… she could relax a little, right?

In the darkness, under the moonlight, her eyes, which hadn’t rested well during this busy period, seemed to fill with red, as if the blood vessels were engorged.

A pockmarked young Beta swaggered over. “Zhang… you’re that Zhang, right? I heard you made over twenty million from stone gambling these past few days. How about this, this young master won’t ask for much. I’ll let you keep the change. Hand over twenty million, and we’ll let this go. Otherwise, I’ll break both your legs.”

Zhang was the surname she had made up when people asked for her name these past two days.

Song Xun couldn’t be bothered to waste her breath on them. It was the middle of the night…

“The money? Not giving it to you.”

She sneered. “You want to break my legs? Let’s see if you have the ability.”

“You reckless fool. Get her for this young master.”

“You got it, Brother Hu.”

A burly male Alpha stepped forward with a sinister grin. Song Xun tsked, giving the scrawny, pockmarked male Beta a strange, appraising look. This guy was Brother Hu?

Seemingly sensing Song Xun’s disdainful gaze, the pockmarked male Beta flew into a rage. “Damn it, what’s with that look? Old Zhao, break all her limbs for this young master. If anything happens, it’s on me.”

The burly male Alpha grinned sinisterly and reached for Song Xun. In his eyes, although Song Xun was also an Alpha, she was so thin that grabbing her would be a piece of cake.

But Song Xun…

Kicked out directly. She only used half her strength in this kick, but even with just half, it was still enough to send the burly male Alpha, who was almost twice her size, flying.

Crack!

Clang!

The former was the sound of bones breaking, clearly audible in the night. The latter was the sound of a person flying through the air and crashing into a roadside trash can.

It was too quiet at night, so quiet that the sound traveled far, only subsiding after a long moment.

The burly male Alpha made no sound. It was clear that after Song Xun’s kick, it was unknown whether he was dead or alive. But only Song Xun herself knew.

She had held back. The person wouldn’t die, but his condition certainly wouldn’t be good. A broken leg was a given.

“Damn it!”

That pockmarked Brother Hu flew into a rage. “Brothers, damn it, grab your weapons and get her together! Chop her up!”

His small, mung-bean-like eyes were filled with ferocity. It was clear he was no stranger to this kind of thing. Song Xun didn’t consider herself a good person, nor was she the type to meddle in others’ affairs. But since they had become enemies, and since she had run into them.

Then she… had to meddle.

The remaining five or six people pulled out machetes from behind their backs and swung them at Song Xun. But Song Xun neither retreated nor dodged; she simply sidestepped slightly.

She raised her hand, formed a fist, and met them head-on.

Thump!

A fist smashed onto an incoming machete, making a crisp sound. Then, her elbow followed, slamming forward fiercely. Crack!

That was the sound of a sternum breaking.

With two clean and decisive moves, she had disabled two people. Song Xun’s ferocity immediately made the others pause, instinctively stopping.

They couldn’t help it. This person looked young, thin and tall, but she was a master, and her moves were ruthless.

But they had paused, and Song Xun had not. She didn’t retreat but advanced, directly charging into the fight.

Thwack! Crack!

One after another, in less than a minute, she had knocked all of them to the ground, unable to get up. Especially that Brother Hu, who, seeing the situation turn bad, had tried to run. Song Xun kicked and broke his leg, making him scream in pain.

He was covered in a cold sweat, his face ashen, curled up like a shrimp.

Seeing Song Xun walk over, he was terrified, his voice so sharp it cracked. “You, you stay away! Do you know who I am? The Black River Society won’t let you off!”

“The Black River Society?”

Song Xun thought for a moment and quickly understood. A gang?

She stopped. Brother Hu thought she was scared and immediately became arrogant again. “You, Zhang! You’re scared now, aren’t you? Let me tell you, my mother is the third hall master of the Black River Society. If you dare to touch me, you’re dead…”

Tsk.

So noisy.

Song Xun stomped down, directly on Brother Hu’s other leg, and applied force.

Crack!

“Aaaahhh—”

The leg was crushed and deformed. The sound of the bone cracking was exceptionally clear, even amidst the screams.

Then, it stopped abruptly.

Well, he had fainted.

Song Xun retracted her foot without a change in expression and turned to leave. But after walking two steps, as if remembering something, she turned back, reached into the pockets of the men on the ground, and rummaged around, finally pulling out seven wallets.

She didn’t touch the cards. There wasn’t much cash inside, only a little over seven thousand in total.

But that could buy a lot of rice. Song Xun was very satisfied.

This time, she walked out of the alley and left. The people on the ground were either unconscious or lying there, but no one dared to make another sound.

After turning the corner, Song Xun slowed her pace. “You’ve been watching the show for a long time. Are you sure you don’t want to come out and show yourself?”

There was no sound in the darkness. It was only after half a minute that a faint rubbing sound seemed to come from far to near, and then a figure emerged from the darkness.

She stood under the streetlight, facing Song Xun.

The female Alpha had short hair and was quite a bit taller than Song Xun. She was also older, probably around twenty-seven or twenty-eight. A scar ran across her left cheek, looking particularly ferocious.

Her skin was slightly dark, a healthy wheat color. She had a voluptuous figure, dressed in a tight black bodysuit, and exuded an air of unbridled courage. Her eyes were sharp, like a hawk’s, clearly a decisive and ruthless individual.

On her back, she carried a sword bag, one that was much thinner and longer than a normal one.

Inside it…

As Song Xun was sizing up this female Alpha, the female Alpha was also discreetly sizing her up. A younger female Alpha, slightly shorter than her, probably around 175 or 176 cm, dressed in a simple white hoodie and gradient-colored jeans.

The cuffs of her sleeves were rolled up slightly, revealing the defined muscles of her fair arms. She looked like a university student, with delicate features, a sculpted face, and a not-too-long ponytail. Besides being quite good-looking and having a slightly cold expression, she seemed no different from an ordinary university student. But it was this person who had just opened her eyes to a whole new world.

The two of them sized each other up for several minutes without speaking, then simultaneously looked away.

“That kid was right…”

An out-of-the-blue sentence, spoken by the female Alpha opposite her, made Song Xun raise her eyebrows in surprise. But she quickly realized who this person was talking about.

“You know him…”

“I guess so.”

The female Alpha’s voice was low and a bit stiff, clearly not a talkative person. “The Black River Society is one of the two famous gangs in Changnan City. His mother is indeed the master of the third hall, with considerable power.”

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have raised her son to be like this, so lawless.

“So…”

“Leave Changnan City as soon as possible. Tonight, if you can. Tomorrow morning at the latest.”

Song Xun looked at her with interest, neither refuting nor saying anything, just a hint of interest in the slight curve of her lips. “Since you know him, why didn’t you help him just now?”

“It has nothing to do with me.”

The female Alpha’s reply was unhesitating. “It’s just that I owe the Black River Society a favor for something. His mother has nothing to do with me.”

Mainly, she found that person annoying too.

She had just been passing by and saw that scoundrel trying to harm someone again. She had been thinking of stopping him. Alright, she just couldn’t stand it.

But before she could, Song Xun proved to be so strong, and… so ruthless.

But she enjoyed the scene and naturally wouldn’t have appeared to stop Song Xun. The fact that she had been discovered, to be honest, was also quite surprising.

“One move to defeat the enemy. Your moves are for life and death, very clean, decisive, and ruthless. But it’s also obvious that your movements have no form, no style. They are unrestrained, not a national martial art.”

Song Xun nodded slightly. Of course it wasn’t a national martial art. How would she know such a thing? She had no family or master to learn from. This was just… a killing technique developed through practical combat in the apocalypse.

“You’re no match for me.”

“Who knows the outcome until we fight? Don’t you think?”

Song Xun didn’t agree with this at all. “But hearing you say that, which family are you from?”

Although national martial arts families were no longer widely known in recent years, and had even disappeared from the public eye, that didn’t mean they didn’t exist.

Whether before or after the apocalypse, they were the most dangerous human weapons, and this had nothing to do with abilities.

The things left behind by the ancestors, the inheritance of national martial arts, had a long history. It was just so.

The female Alpha didn’t say any more. Her body didn’t move, she simply punched out towards the wall.

Boom!

There was actually some distance between them, and the fist didn’t hit the wall. But in that instant, in the darkness, a muffled sound like distant thunder suddenly echoed.

Under the streetlight, Song Xun could clearly see that a hole the size of a basketball had been punched into the wall.

That was a bluestone wall!

Song Xun’s eyes narrowed sharply. “Tongbeiquan (Through-the-back fist)—”