Chapter 2

The moment the female voice sounded, the red-haired muscular man's expression changed drastically.

Immediately, he turned the gun without hesitation, moving so fast it was as if he had an accelerator. The heavy weapon, which was large and cumbersome, felt as light as a toothpick in his hands.

However, no matter how fast the red-haired muscular man moved, it was far from matching the speed of the attacker.

When the attacker's voice sounded, it was clear that the distance between the attacker and Wang Yichen and the red-haired muscular man was still quite far. But before the red-haired muscular man could even fully turn his gun, the black shadow emitted by the attacker had already hit him.

In the final moment, Wang Yichen saw that the black shadow was a whip.

The next moment, a crisp "snap!" was heard as the whip accurately struck the red-haired muscular man's shoulder. This thin and seemingly powerless whip instantly caused the burly man, who looked like a giant robot, to scream in pain, fly high into the air, and spin five or six times before finally crashing into a metal pillar and falling to the ground.

However, the metal pillar was also bent into a ring.

"Damn, the metal pillars in this world are just like fruit and vegetable stands in TV shows and movies; they exist to be knocked over," Wang Yichen couldn't help but comment.

With just one strike, the battle was decided. Even Wang Yichen, an outsider, could see that the attacker was far stronger than the red-haired muscular man.

Indeed, although the red-haired muscular man could still barely stand, he had clearly lost his fighting spirit. He just stood there, gritting his teeth, waiting for his fate.

"Click, click..."

Accompanied by the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground, a young woman slowly emerged from the crowd.

"Whoosh!" "Snap!"

Before Wang Yichen could even see the woman's figure clearly, he felt a gust of wind hit his face, making it hard for him to open his eyes. Then, in a flash of black, the sound of the whip striking flesh rang in Wang Yichen's ears again. A cry of pain, and the red-haired muscular man was once again on the ground.

"Did I give you permission to stand up?" The cold female voice sounded again, and its owner was now standing in front of Wang Yichen.

This was a tall woman, standing half a head taller than Wang Yichen.

She was dressed in a fiery red outfit, and her figure was so hot that it was hard to look away. On Earth, she would definitely be a supermodel, and one who specialized in the sexy look.

She had a head of soft, long hair, and beneath it was a small, oval face with a firm and round chin, exuding a very alluring charm. Her eyes were not particularly large, but their contours were extremely beautiful, and her gaze was lively, making the eyes of many big-eyed beauties seem hollow and lifeless by comparison.

There was a tiny, delicate black mole at the corner of her left eye, which not only did not detract from her appearance but made her even more unique and charming.

However, unlike her alluring and fiery figure, her expression and demeanor were extremely cold and proud. Even from a distance, one could feel the chilling aura that made people shiver. Combined with the black, intimidating whip in her hand, it made people feel a chill all over.

If her figure and appearance were "fire," then her expression and demeanor were "ice." A woman with both ice and fire qualities looked mysterious and undoubtedly sexy. But it was also clear that she was not someone to be trifled with.

"Ms. Mo, why are you so stubborn, insisting on staying in this破地方 (broken place) of the Red Flag Guild? Our President Luo said that as long as Ms. Mo is willing to join our Gray Wolf Guild, President Luo will promise..." The red-haired muscular man glanced at the young woman, his eyes filled with anger, but he didn't dare stand up. He just squatted on the ground, trying to persuade the young woman.

But before the red-haired muscular man could finish his sentence, the young woman, known as Ms. Mo, raised her hand and lashed out with the whip again, instantly turning the red-haired muscular man into a rolling pin.

"I hate fools the most, especially those who think they are smart and like to do useless things," Ms. Mo said coldly, without even looking at the red-haired muscular man. "Get lost! If you dare to extend your claws to my Red Flag Guild again, I'll chop off your claws. Don't think that Luo Shaoting can protect you."

The red-haired muscular man, looking disheveled, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, gritted his teeth, and slowly left. After walking a hundred meters away, he finally felt safe enough to turn around and shout at Ms. Mo, "Damn! The real fool is you. One day, you'll end up burying yourself with this破地方 (broken place) of the Red Flag Guild. And this new guy, his future won't be good either! We'll see!"

After saying that, fearing that Ms. Mo might lash out again, the red-haired muscular man sped up and disappeared in a flash.

Ms. Mo let out a cold breath through her nose as a response to the red-haired muscular man. Then, she turned around and looked Wang Yichen up and down before saying, "Follow me, rookie."

Wang Yichen, still in shock, remained silent, just staring at Ms. Mo. It wasn't until someone reminded him, "New guy, go on. You've been assigned to the Red Flag Guild, and she's the leader," that he finally reacted. At this moment, he had no other choice but to grit his teeth and follow Ms. Mo.

Ms. Mo didn't look at Wang Yichen again and just walked forward. Even when this fiery woman was simply walking, she exuded a great deal of allure. The curves of her thighs and waist were so captivating that it was hard to look away.

But Wang Yichen paid no attention to this—right now, he was both shocked and scared, and he had to grit his teeth and focus all his energy to keep himself from losing control. He had no time to think about such things.

Following Ms. Mo with trepidation for a long time, Wang Yichen finally began to calm down as they walked safely. Once he caught his breath, he subconsciously started to observe this new and unfamiliar world that had suddenly entered his life.

Wang Yichen could observe only a limited amount because Ms. Mo walked quickly, and he could only catch glimpses of fragmented images and impressions.

This world was almost entirely made of metal. Most of the things Wang Yichen could see, including houses, the ground, street lamps, tables, and chairs, were made of metal, with black and white as the main colors. This made the world look extremely neat and orderly, but also cold and devoid of warmth.

The number of humans living in this world seemed to be quite large—Wang Yichen could see groups of passersby walking by them at any moment. These passersby were almost all silent, as if they were also made of metal.

In just this short time, Wang Yichen had already begun to feel the unique atmosphere of this world, a mix of bloodlust and coldness. Nearly half of the passersby carried knives, guns, or other lethal weapons.

Their expressions were wary and suspicious, and their gazes always carried a hint of hostility. Although these passersby were Wang Yichen's kind, he felt as if he was walking through a primitive jungle filled with wild beasts.

This was not a place of kindness.

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