Vixen Above, Mensao Below (21)

Ye Minzhe kicked Ouyang Che in the shin.

"That's because this young master took care of them!"

The rest of them finally noticed that on the far end of the corridor, there were a lot of decapitated corpses. In addition, Ye Minzhe was carrying a bloody axe. He held it as if it was merely a prop, even rotating it like a baton.

Everyone, "..."

Prince Ye had adapted to the situation so well.

"All of them?" Ding Xiuxiu exclaimed in surprise. "Minzhe, don't tell me you handled all of them alone? That's very dangerous, you could have been bitten!"

She quickly grabbed his arm and saw the bruises and injuries there. Her eyes became filled with tears.

"Minzhe, why are you so stupid? Don't you know how to take care of yourself?!"

Gong Qiye had also seen Song Jia, and after seeing Ye Minzhe's wounds, his eyes that were already glaring at her became even colder.

"Ye Jia, I can understand if you can't help Ye Minzhe fight, but you should still know the basics of first aid. You can't even take care of his injuries? What kind of sibling are you? Are you really that eager for Ye Minzhe to die faster so that you can inherit all of his father's money?"

Song Jia felt as if her head was aching. She saw also saw his injuries, but they were superficial bruises and scratches at most. It didn't need any special treatment and would heal in time.

Ye Minzhe jerked his arm out of Ding Xiuxiu's grip and instantly grabbed Gong Qiye in a chokehold.

"Classmate with the surname Gong, who are you to scold Jia that way? Want this older brother to zip up your mouth shut for you?"

Ye Minzhe really acted like a thug. In fact, although he was wealthy, he preferred to use his fists to prove a point. That's why not only the girls, boys also idolized him. If beauty was justice, then strength was king! Ye Minzhe had a certain charisma that drew people to him, and even if he wasn't rich or wealthy, he would still be wildly popular at school.

Ye Minzhe's chokehold wasn't light. Gong Qiye gasped and hurriedly patted his arm. Ye Minzhe still didn't release him.

"Say sorry to her first."

Gong Qiye's face turned red, then blue, "So...sorry..."

Ye Minzhe let go of him. Gong Qiye collapsed on the floor, coughing. He was shocked that Ye Minzhe would act this way. Only a few days ago, he liked to bully Ye Jia. Now, he could choke a brother for her?

"Don't talk like that to Jia again."

Ye Minzhe's eyes held seriousness and a deep anger. Gong Qiye looked at his expression and saw that he wasn't joking. Offending Ye Minzhe was more important to him than a single Ye Jia, so he nodded his head reluctantly.

"Alright."

Ding Xiuxiu was still stunned.

'Jia'? When did they get so close to call each other by their first names?

Ouyang Che pointed to the cabin room where the two of them came from.

"Brother Minzhe, are the two of you staying here?"

He walked forward and was about to enter the room, but Ye Minzhe dragged him back by the back of his shirt.

"If you try going inside that room one more time, I'll cut off your little brother and feed them to the dogs, Ouyang Che, do you believe?"

Ouyang Che glanced at Ye Minzhe's black face and said in a small voice, "Believe."

Wuwuwu, Brother Minzhe is so fierce and scary today, makes people wants to run~

Song Jia also didn't argue with Ye Minzhe. Her cabin room wasn't as large as his regent suite, and the five people inside was already making it cramped.

Because the two of them were gone for so long, Teacher Gu stuck his head outside and was surprised to see most of his students.

"Teacher Gu!"

"Teacher!"

"Teacher, I want to go home, wuwu..."

As soon as the students saw him, they immediately came towards him and let go of their former composure. In a desperate situation like this, once they saw an adult, they would cling to him like a drowning man grasping at straws. Except for Wen Yan and Sheng Li, who already realized Ye Minzhe was more dependable than Gu Yuan, and the flowery four, nearly all of them came forward to express all of their concerns to Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan was overwhelmed. "Students, this...let's go and talk it over one by one."

Ye Minzhe chose the biggest room in the corridor and after briefly checking it, he helpfully opened the door for him.

"Don't stay outside, go in and talk properly with each other."

Gu Yuan offered him a grateful smile, and Ye Minzhe closed the door behind them. As soon as they were gone out of his sight, the corners of his lips lifted upwards in a smug smile as he dusted off his hands.

Eighty percent of his problems were eliminated, now he only had to worry about the remaining twenty. The tense lines between his eyebrows immediately lessened.

"Which deck did all of you come from? How did you survive?"

Seeing that their reunion was already over, Song Jia took the lead in asking questions. She directed her questions to Ouyang Che, who looked more approachable than the other three.

She couldn't help but think that the flowery four were really deserving of being called school princes. Standing in a row like that, along with the school flower Ding Xiuxiu, they looked like supermodels about to strut off the runway.

It was Long Aotian who answered her.

"We were playing at the casino on Deck 14 when the power went out. After the lights turned on, we couldn't see Ye Minzhe, so we tried to search for him. In the end, we came across several people who tried to attack us, and because it was faster to go down the stairs than to go up, we somehow arrived here."

"A lot of our classmates died along the way," Ding Xiuxiu added, her eyes rimmed with red. "I'll never forget their screams and cries for help when those crazy people attacked them."

"Brother Minzhe, it was so terrifying." Ouyang Che remembered the way they ran for their lives and how those crazy people chased them. "We were chased for so long, we couldn't even get any rest."

Song Jia and Ye Minzhe's expressions immediately changed.

Song Jia opened the door to her room and said, "Get in!"

"Huh?"

Ye Minzhe had no time to be picky, he simply pushed all of them inside the room and locked the door. They barely heard the soft 'click' before a zombie's characteristic groan echoed through the corridor.

Ouyang Che froze.

"Don't say a word, be quiet," Song Jia instructed all of them. "How many of them followed you?"

Ding Xiuxiu trembled and pressed her body against Ye Minzhe. "Fifteen or so, I don't remember. There were so many of them."

Ye Minzhe shifted his body away and dragged a clueless Ouyang Che between them. He had not noticed it before, but Ding Xiuxiu's perfume was too strong. He had barely gotten any fragrance from Song Jia despite being sticky with her, and this woman was going to overpower it with her body odor.