Rise Of The Wasteland Chapter 85 - Phew, I'm Still Alive

Chapter 85        Phew, I'm Still Alive

In order to confuse the enemies and escape, Zhou Qingfeng not only used his tough physical attribute to rush toward the enemies, but he also lit up the alcohol that he had prepared earlier. As the alcohol started to burn, the fire spread incredibly fast throughout the floor.

In the midst of the fire, the heat waves. .h.i.t them. Ivan, with a terrible look on his face, had lowered his head, the blade still stuck in his waist. When he got stabbed, he punched and sent Zhou Qingfeng away in retaliation. However, the blade stayed.

It was a well-designed M9 saber. It was used by the US army and it appeared all around the world. However, the handle of the blade was missing and his wound bled nonstop. Ivan felt his energy draining away with his blood.

“Yakov, Yakov.…” Ivan staggered forward and kept calling his brother’s name. He focused all his energy to pull out a pistol from his waist and said, “Yakov, leave now! The fire‘s out of control. Let me kill this brat.”

“Die, die, die!” Yakov could not stand the pain from his broken arm. His way of distracting himself from the pain was to headb.u.t.t Zhou Qingfeng crazily.

As Yakov did this, Zhou Qingfeng attempted to retreat to get the chance to breathe. However, he could not escape from Yakov’s pincer-like grip. The only thing he could do was block the crazy bear-like man’s head with his left hand and search a weapon from Yakov with his right hand.

Bang…!

Zhou Qingfeng felt a bullet graze his ear, and probably bringing away a piece of his skin with it. Ivan, who was staggering behind Yakov, was still shouting, “Yakov, let him go, let me kill him!”

Yakov was either mad from his broken arm or had gone crazy after headb.u.t.ting Zhou Qingfeng. He ignored Ivan. He still gripped Zhou Qingfeng with his only working arm and it seemed like he was determined to give everything that he had.

As Zhou Qingfeng struggled against Yakov, Zhou Qingfeng could not stand the crazy Russian bear and yelled, “Mobutu, come out! I know you’re still there. Come out and kill these two b*stards!”

Zhou Qingfeng shouted a few times, yet Mobutu did not show up. Instead, the injured Ivan turned around and started to yell, “Where are you? Who shouted for surrender?

Come out and I’m gonna kill you!”

The fire was still spreading throughout the fifteenth floor and the sound of burning could be heard. Zhou Qingfeng continued to fight Yakov while he was shouting, “Mobutu, don’t be afraid. He’s injured, he can’t do anything to you. Come out and kill him!”

With no sign of weakness, Ivan shouted, “That’s right, I’m injured! Come on, can you kill me?”

After half a minute, a meek voice arose within the fire, “Mr. Hugo, sorry. I can’t help you. I don’t wanna die. I’ve gotta go, see you again!”

See your as*! If you’ve just f*cking rushed through the fire you could’ve helped me a lot.

Zhou Qingfeng was very p.i.s.sed off. As he fought with Yakov, he could not find any useful weapon from the man and his last hope had escaped. Zhou Qingfeng was extremely embarra.s.sed by the crazy Yakov, and soon, Ivan will join him.

Yakov had lost his mind for a while, but he seemed to have recovered a little. The bear-like man was pushing Zhou Qingfeng toward the fire. Exhausted, Zhou Qingfeng could not withstand it as he was being pushed away.

What was worse was that Ivan, who was injured, was getting closer with his pistol. Another crazy, bear-like man was on his way.

In that situation, Zhou Qingfeng could only punch Yakov’s face. His canthus bled, his nose became crooked, jaw got dislocated, and whole face was deformed. Zhou Qingfeng tried his best, but Yakov did not let go. It seemed that the more pain he felt, the angrier he became.

At that instant, a gunshot sounded behind Ivan. The bullet hit his bullet-proof armor. Ivan staggered as he was severely hit. The sound of gunshots rose again as someone shot incessantly at Ivan from behind, trying to stop him from turning around.

Zhou Qingfeng had no idea who was firing. He saw that Ivan was merely shaking, but did not appear to be hurt, so he yelled, “Shoot his head! He’s wearing some heavy-duty armor. Shooting his back is useless.”

After firing more than ten shots, a clattering sound rang. The magazine had been emptied and the bullets had ran out! Zhou Qingfeng was p.i.s.sed off by the sound. Meanwhile, Yakov had already pushed him near the edge of the fire and the scorching heat was burning his back.

Ivan was shot with more than ten bullets, yet his body was still standing. As he turned around with a ferocious look, he saw a woman discarding her pistol. The woman rushed toward him and grabbed the M9 saber on his waist and pulled.

That was a deadly move.

When the blade remained stuck in him, it slowed down the wound’s bleeding. However, now it was gone, and it was as if a balloon had been damaged and was now leaking. Ivan looked hideous before that, but with the blade gone, he lost his energy and promptly kneeled on the floor.

“Yakov, Yakov, run!” Ivan extended his hand in the direction of his younger brother, seeming like he was trying to pull Yakov back from fighting with Zhou Qingfeng. Unfortunately, he was severely injured and had lost a large amount of blood. He could not do anything about it.

As for Zhou Qingfeng, he finally saw his last chance to survive. Originally, Ivan was behind Yakov, which was why he did not dare to make a move. As soon as Ivan was down, he immediately stepped on Yakov’s foot, grabbed his shoulder, and twisted. This turned Yakov around and pushed him toward the fire.

Even while he was in the midst of the flames, Yakov still refused to let go. Even though he was being burned by the scorching fire, he remained extremely stubborn. Similarly, Zhou Qingfeng went mad from the burning. He randomly grabbed a broken table’s burning leg and then smashed it into Yakov’s face.

Yakov’s face had already been smashed by Zhou Qingfeng before this. This time, Zhou Qingfeng used all his strength and made a hole in his face. The burning table leg bore into one of his eyes and he was killed on the spot.

Zhou Qingfeng could only escape when he killed Yakov. However, even though Yakov was dead, he still clung onto Zhou Qingfeng and would not let go. Zhou Qingfeng could not endure the fire anymore, so he shouted at the woman who came to help, “Blade, blade!”

The woman who came to help was Jenny Braun. She quickly brought the M9 saber to him. Zhou Qingfeng then cut off his clothes to escape from Yakov’s clutches.

The fire had already covered the whole fifteenth floor. Jenny Braun was pale; she grabbed Zhou Qingfeng’s arm and cried out loud, “I thought you abandoned me. I rushed here as soon as I heard the sound of gunshots.”

“You’re so daring.” Zhou Qingfeng did not want to waste time and immediately pulled her to the fire exit door. Unfortunately, the corridor was completely blocked by the fire.

“What should we do?” Jenny Braun continued to cry.

Zhou Qingfeng turned around and pulled her to another place where the fire was a bit more contained. He used the saber to cut a long, thin strip of carpet. He smashed the gla.s.s window and bound one end of the carpet to the metal frame of the curtain.

“Hold on tight!” Zhou Qingfeng extended his arm and the lady quickly held him.

Zhou Qingfeng hung onto the carpet rope and jumped out of the building. As he approached the fourteenth floor, he broke the gla.s.s by stomping through the window and swung into the building.

Zhou Qingfeng rolled into the building, and a happy thought emerged from his mind, Phew, I’m still alive!