13 You Hid Your Strength Well, Rhodes!

Rhodes, who had his back to Jeffrey, slowly turned around.

"What the hell? I don't want to know now! If you don't leave immediately, I'm going to kill you!" Jeffrey, who was now blinded by lust, did not notice the change in Rhodes.

However, Rhodes' change did not escape Beth who was observing from the side. His entire person seemed to have changed, even the air around seemed different. At this moment, she was reminded of those vicious people she had once hung out with. Those people were cruel, had no morals, and no humanity. Luckily, she came to her senses and managed to disassociate herself from those people. In any case, the current Rhodes seemed even worse than those people. At this moment, a shocking thought appeared in her mind. 'Don't tell me he…'

"Stop pretending. If you don't want to leave, I'm willing to personally send you out." Jeffrey lost his temper when he saw Rhodes defying him.

"F*ck you!" Jeffrey roared. He lifted his muscular arms and pulled them back as he fisted his hand before he punched Rhodes with all his might. As someone who had worked out a lot, he knew ordinary people would not be able to withstand his punch.

"You want to fight?" Rhodes said calmly. He did not dodge. Instead, he pulled his hand back at a swift speed and gathered his strength before he hurled his fist out as well.

Upon seeing this, Jeffrey was delighted. Rhodes wanted to fight him with those noodle-like arms? Was Rhodes worthy?

When their fists collided, Jeffrey was still lost in his thoughts. However, in just a moment, he discovered something was amiss. It… it felt like his fist had met a brick wall. He looked up in shock.

In just an instant, Rhodes easily stopped Jeffrey's fist. Then, he tightened his grip on Jeffrey's fist and pulled. Just like that, he had torn Jeffrey's arm out of its socket, tearing Jeffrey's flesh and muscle in the process.

The bedroom was drenched with Jeffrey's blood. Blood kept spurting out of his wound. He instinctively used his remaining hand to press against the stump on his shoulder as he screamed in pain. "Ahhhhhh!!"

Jeffrey's scream instantly attracted a horde of zombie's attention. However, it seemed like he no longer cared. He lay on the ground in a daze. Rhodes had destroyed his confidence, pride, and his ability to survive in this apocalyptic world. Rhodes had essentially sentenced him to death.

Meanwhile, Beth was dumbfounded when she witnessed this. How did a weakling who was easily bullied manage to tear Jeffrey's arm off? Did he conceal his strength all along? Soon enough, her surprise was replaced by fear. "That idiot Jeffrey! His screaming is going to attract the zombies. It's too late! They've already heard him!"

Beth had already experienced the horror of zombies when she was on campus. She had seen how fast and powerful they were; they were almost indestructible. Most importantly, they eat human flesh! Even a dozen people might not be able to subdue one zombie. How were they going to deal with a horde of zombies?

'It's over! There are at least a dozen zombies outside!' Beth began to regret not staying on campus. She might end up as another man's plaything, but it would still be better than Jeffrey. Moreover, if she was going to die anyway, she'd rather die on campus than out here. Judging by the way things were going, all of them were going to die.

At this moment, Beth rose to her feet and glared at Jeffrey with deep hatred. She strode toward him and began to kick and punch him. "It's all your fault, you piece of trash!"

At this moment, Beth did not seem to care that her breasts were exposed and swaying as she attacked Rhodes.

The scene, although violent, was rather erotic.

"It's all your fault, you piece of trash, for bringing me here! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to die here! You b*stard!" Beth picked up a stick on the ground and continued to beat Jeffrey.

Currently, Jeffrey was so injured that he had no strength to resist. Blood continued to gush out of his wound, forming a pool of blood on the ground.

With the smell of blood in the air, coupled with Jeffrey's screams, many zombies were making their way to the apartment.

Jeffrey's life force seemed to weaken as time passed. He had lost a lot of blood and was in a lot of pain. It was obvious he did not have much time left.

Meanwhile, there were already quite a number of zombies gathered outside the apartment. All of them were agitated due to the strong smell of blood in the air. To them, this meant there was a buffet of human meat waiting for them!

Beth finally stopped after she grew exhausted. There was not a clean spot on her body. Even her chest was stained with blood. Strangely, it looked rather alluring. At this moment, she lay on the sofa with her legs crossed and calmly asked, "Do you want to have a good time before you die?"

Beth paused for a moment before she lit a cigarette. It was the only thing left that made her feel good. After taking a puff, she said invitingly, "I heard you're still a virgin, right? Why don't you let me take you to the world of adults before you die?"

At this moment, Beth seemed resigned to this apocalyptic world. It was just sleeping with men, anyway. She might as well sleep with someone strong before she died.

Rhodes stared at Beth who was covered in blood. His gaze seemed to waver. He had to admit the woman before him was really seductive. However, the person in his heart had always been Julie. Whether it was in the past, the present, or the future, Julie would always be the person in his heart. In the end, he glanced at her before he said nonchalantly, "Not interested. Too dirty."

Although Rhodes' words were curt, Beth understood the implied meaning behind his words. Dirty. This meant he knew what she had gotten up to on campus, and he was also referring to Jeffrey's blood on her body. In the end, she said, "It's the f*cking end of the world! Why do you care if I'm dirty or not? Don't tell me you want to sleep with zombies as well?"

Under Beth's confused and slightly angry stare, Rhodes slowly pulled out the knife that had been stained with many zombies' blood. His hand trembled slightly as he held the knife as though he longed for blood and battles. Before he left, he said to Beth, "Although it's the end of the world, you should live well. Don't wait for death here."

Beth watched in shock as Rhodes held the knife in his hand and sped toward the entrance of the apartment where many zombies had gathered. His speed as he charged toward the zombies seemed to have broken the Olympic record.

From the bedroom, Beth watched as Rhode opened the door before he lifted his knife and brought it down.

Swoosh!

With just one slash, Rhodes decapitated a zombie. It was clean cut.

Then, Rhodes seemed to have gone into his berserker mode again.

His enhanced body surpassed that of a normal person. In this place now, he was like Superman. With each swing of his knife, he killed a zombie.

Beth was stunned. 

The speed!

The power!

The endurance!

'You really concealed your strength well…'