The Bastard In The Zombie Apocalypse Chapter 132: Snap 3

11:46 pm.

The rain continued pouring.

Flashes of lightning and roars of thunder continued as well.

Two men, an Asian man and black man, were standing on a porch and smoking.

"Man, when will this rain stop? It's been raining for almost half an hour now," said the Asian man.

"At least we'll have extra water to use," said the black man.

"But we have a well though."

"For an Asian, you sure are dumb. Nothing is pointless in an apocalypse. Every resource we can get is vital. And the more resources we have, the higher our chances of surviving."

"Yeah, yeah. Fuck you, you racist bitch."

"Racist? I'm black. How could I be racist?"

The two stopped talking.

After a few minutes…

"By the way, are you going to try the pet inside? I just hope it would last longer."

The black man scoffed and said, "I'm not a faggot."

"You know, they said that those who say shit like that are usually the ones that are secretly gays -- it's like a repressed desire or some shit."

The black man looked at the Asian man with cold eyes and said, "I don't care whether that makes me secretly gay or not. But one thing I know is that regardless of the gender, fucking those human dogs is just downright sick and twisted."

The Asian man looked at the black man and said, "Man, get off of your high horse! Didn't you participate in torturing this morning?"

The black man scoffed and looked away.

"Hypocrite," the Asian man said and looked away as well.

As they both stared into the distance, they noticed a ghostly silhouette up ahead under the rain coming their way.

The couldn't tell exactly what it was. But thanks to the rain, it looked like a 2.2m-tall human ghostly silhouette.

The Asian man squinted his eyes and said, "Hey, do you see that?"

The black man also squinted his eyes but didn't say anything.

The ghostly silhouette made a stance like it was going to throw something with its left hand.

A transparent object appeared on its left hand.

Wooh!

The strange figure threw the object on its left hand and lost its transparency, revealing a 2.2m-tall human donned with black-colored System items and the object was a large axe.

The large axe flew straight through the Asian man, slicing his upper torso into two before landing against the wall.

Chud!

Meanwhile, the black man, before he could run and shout, the dark figure was already in front of him and threw out a punch.

Pah!

The punch blew off his head.

The dark figure pulled out the large axe stuck on the wall before absorbing it into its left hand.

The dark figure looked at the front door before disappearing.

Inside the house in one of the bedrooms.

A Caucasian man and a human-dog were on top of a bed.

The man was thrusting his hips against the human-dog's behind and the sound of flesh slapping against each other echoed loudly throughout the house despite the sound of the rain outside.

Clap!

"Arf~ Arf~" the human-dog cried out in pleasure.

The man wrapped his arm around the human-dog's neck, choking it and pulled it over. "You like that, don't you, you Asian bitch?"

"ar… Arf… Ar…"

Clap!

"Yeah… I know you like it!"

Clap!

"Arf… Ar…"

Clap!

"I wish I had you before your limbs were chopped off. You were such a good-looking man," the man said and licked its cheek.

Clap!

"But that's okay. I will be sure to use every part of you. Hahaha~"

"Ar.. Arf…"

Clap!

"Hey man, make it quick. I want to try that bitch as well," someone suddenly said.

It was a naked black man sitting on a chair and stroking his shaft.

"Wait for your turn! With that thing between your legs, this bitch's ass will loosen and I won't be able to enjoy it anymore!"

The black man sighed.

He got up and climbed on the opposite side of the bed.

"I'll use its mouth in the meantime," the black man said as he grabbed the human-dog's face and aimed the tip of his shaft on its mouth.

The Caucasian man stopped thrusting his hips and said, "Okay, but make sure not to choke this bitch to death."

"Yeah, yeah."

"I'm dead serious, man."

"Quit worrying like a bitch," the black man said and shove his shaft inside the human dog's mouth.

The threesome began.

And as the two men were thrusting…

Bam!

The door was forcefully opened.

The black man and Caucasian man stopped thrusting and looked at the door.

They had a confused look on their face because there was no one.

The black man climbed out of the bed and said, "I swear if it's --"

Whoosh!

A dark figure appeared in thin air as the black man's head was chopped off with a long knife.

Blood splattered all over.

Seeing the dark figure appear all of a sudden and his companion decapitated, the Caucasian man quickly raised his right hand to launch a spell but was unable to because the dark figure pulled out its sawed-off double-barrel shotgun from its left thigh.

Bang!

He was blown away.

The dark figure quickly went over to the Caucasian man and stomped on his head.

Crack!

Blood and brain matter splattered all over the floor.

The dark figure's eyes were dead cold. But when it laid its eyes on the human-dog laying on top of the bed, a little bit of warmth returned.

"Amir…" the dark figure softly said with a sorrowful tone.

He could see white fluids were flowing from the human dog's lips and rear end.

The human-dog quickly crawled out from the bed and went over to the dark figure.

It then opened its mouth and stick out its tongue, signaling the dark figure to shove his shaft inside it.

"Arf!"

The dark figure felt a lump on his throat and said, "Amir, it's me Nathan. You're safe now."

"Arf! Arf!"

"Amir, you don't have to do that anymore. You can return to your real self."

The human-dog turned around and presented its rear end, signaling him to play with its hole.

His chest tightened that he found it hard to breathe.

"Arf! Arf!" the human-dog barked and stuck out its tongue.

He took a few deep breaths to recollect himself.

And for some reason, he was also afraid to touch the human-dog.

After recollecting himself, he said, "Amir, come on. Drop it already and come back to your real self. I'm sorry I'm late…"

However, the human-dog only wiggled its rear end, further encouraging him to play with it.

"I SAID STOP GODDAMMIT!!!"

The human-dog yelped and ran away to a corner.

"Arw…! Arw…! Arw…!"

His chest tightened even further.

He went over to the human-dog and knelt down in front of it.

"I'm very sorry. I'm very sorry for shouting at you. Come…"

The human-dog became lively again and barked, "Arf! Arf! Arf!"

It walked towards him and directly pressed its mouth against his crotch and licked it, telling him to unzip his fly.

Looking at the human dog's actions, a great sense of loss and dejection washed over him.

He shut his eyes tightly and his face became distorted.

"Amir… Stop it… Cuz, please… I beg you… I already told you I'm sorry that I was late… Snap out it… Please…"

He bowed down and pressed his temple against the cold floor.

"Please!"

And despite the overwhelming emotions stirring inside of him, he still couldn't even shed a single tear.

"Arf! Arf!" the human-dog barked and started licking his ears.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The little warmth it had earlier vanished and returned to its dead cold gaze.

He got up and stared at the human-dog.

The human-dog was brushing its head against his leg.

"Arw~ Arw~ Arw~"

He still had one shell left inside the chamber of his sawed-off double-barrel shotgun.

He aimed it at the human dog's head.

As far as he knows, healing potions don't regrow limbs.

Unfortunately, unlike Derek and a few others, he wasn't aware that once a person has more than 51 points in VIT, he/she can regrow lost limbs. As for how long it takes for the lost limb to regrow, it depends on the injury and the amount of VIT points.

What about Ashleigh?

Yes, but there's an issue.

Aside from their fall out, the other thing that he was concerned about was Amir's mental state.

Based on what he knows, Ashleigh's power was only limited to physical wounds, the zombie virus, and curses such as the [Lock] spell of the Golden Armored Angel.

Resurrecting the dead wasn't part of it. He witnessed her trying to revive Brezine's corpse.

Emotional and psychological wounds? He himself continued hearing voices inside his head despite having been healed by her twice.

In his mind, with the current situation of the world right now, being a cripple would only be a liability. Letting them continue living with such disabilities would only be cruel.

And plus, how will he explain this to their family back at Muwin?

The Amir in front of him has been stripped off of his pride as a man and his dignity as a human being.

"Cuz, you've already suffered enough. I promise I won't rest until I get the revenge you deserve."

He took one last look at Amir and burned the image inside his head before looking away and pulling the trigger.

Bang!

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