First World: Bloodthirsty Genocidal Maniac (Cont)

The bandit who had initially been held down by Qie Ranzhe's foot regained his freedom and quivered while hurriedly looking for his hatchet. With trembling hands, he grabbed it and as a sudden burst of adrenaline flooded his body he swung the hatchet striking Qie Ranzhe's arm. He only managed to inflict minimal damage as Qie Ranzhe had sensed his movements shifting out of the way but was, unfortunately, a tad bit slower.

If he wasn't angry then Qie Ranzhe was definitely angry now. His eyes darkened, even more, emanating kill intent like a demon ascending from the depths of hell with a grim smile that looked more like a psycho smile. The bandit trembled with beads of sweat streaming down his back while pointing the hatchet with drops of Qie Ranzhe's blood dripping from its tip onto the ground.

"St-st-stay back!" stammered the bandit walking backwards wanting to be as far away as possible from this beast in human form. Qie Ranzhe didn't hear anything he said before striking the bandit's face with the back of his hand. The bandit staggered backwards seeing stars in the middle of the day. He lost balance and fell down as gloomy darkness descended upon him blurring his vision. He was about to lose consciousness but how could Qie Ranzhe let him off so easily?

An unrestrained Qie Ranzhe punched the bandit in the face multiple times till his face was bleeding from his orifices barely recognisable. The other bandits helplessly watched trembling in fear terrified by this boy who looked more beast than man ruthlessly kicking their comrade till he wasn't making a single sound. The only way they could get him to yield was to use his weakness so the leader scurried over to the tied up unconscious girl and brought her over calling out, "Stand down or l will kill her!" pushing away the strands of hair hiding her face.

Qie Ranzhe stopped his actions and turned around in a slight panic but when he saw it was Zhao Huangzhi in the bandit's hands, he didn't even have a single reaction. The only reason he had panicked earlier was that he thought they had caught Lin Jingxie. The leader saw this and felt hopeless, the boy didn't seem to care standing straight like a ramrod unfazed in the slightest.

Just when he was about to abandon hope the last bandit finally showed up restraining Lin Jingxie while pulling his face up with his hair. Lin Jingxie's face was reddened with blue veins crawling up like vines up his neck. "Aiyo.....it hurts fuck fuck fuck!" complained Wen Qinxi complying with the bandit. His lower lip was split with some slight bruising. Lin Jingxie looked like a hot mess with his clothes in disarray and dishevelled hair with twigs and leaves entangled with his strands millions of miles away from how he usually looked.

Seeing this Qie Ranzhe's face went pale with his heart twisting as though someone was wringing it tightly on either side. "Don't touch him!" roared Qie Ranzhe moving forward but soon stopped when the bandit placed a knife on Lin Jingxie's neck.

The bandit leader didnt miss the change in Qie Ranzhe's expression fully taking advantage of the situation. His eyes brightened glancing over at Lin Jingxie as though he had finally found a ray of sunshine. He grabbed Lin Jingxie from the other bandit and said with a slightly trembling voice, "How about this one? He must be important to you, right? So stand down."

Qie Ranzhe's heartbeat skyrocketed as a wave of unrestraint rage brewed within desperately seeking for an outlet. His chest heaved as he tightly clenched his fists with his entire body trembling in anger. Qie Ranzhe's face turned devilish looking like a reincarnation of the demon king himself. The sun was shining brightly in the sky but it suddenly felt ice cold with the bandits shuddering under Qie Ranzhe's gaze.

Wen Qinxi panicked recalling how Qie Ranzhe blackened and became a bloodthirsty genocidal manic when Zhao Huangzhi was taken away from him. 'How could this happen now? It's too early,' he thought with his mind riddled with confusion. It's only when he looked around did he have a moment of realization. He saw an unconscious Zhao Huangzhi who had been tossed away like garbage by the bandit leader lying on the ground. 'Oh shit! They kidnapped the female lead no wonder his going nuts,' thought a horrified Wen Qinxi.

The way the system described Qie Ranzhe's berserk mode was that the guy lost all rationality blindly slicing and dicing anyone and everyone around him. With the exception of Zhao Huangzhi he couldn't recognize anyone with his sword cutting down indiscriminately. It was as a though he was possessed by the devil's himself and that version of Qie Ranzhe was about to make his debut.

Wen Qinxi had no intention of dying today and so made a futile attempt to reason with him. "Ran-ge calm down, please. I swear she's fine they didn't do anything too serious to her," he said in a pleading tone but all the bandits stared in his direction simultaneously thinking, 'Who that fuck cares about her? You are obviously the reason why he's pissed.'