SHOCK Chapter 20

Duan Youmian had a slender waist and plump hips, very well-endowed.

These years of life-and-death training had left many scars on her body.

But they didn’t detract from the beauty of her firm muscles; soft where it should be soft, hard where it should be hard, allowing Zhou Wu to fully appreciate the tenderness and resilience of a female assassin.

The two of them lost all sense of time and direction, their entanglement fierce and explosive.

They tumbled and fell into the water, the icy chill failing to separate them, their extreme passion making them indifferent to their surroundings.

After only about two minutes of intimate entanglement in the water, a strong sense of danger suddenly jolted them awake amidst their excitement.

A giant creature, five or six meters long, silently approached before their eyes.

He understood clearly that this was a huge crocodile, its long jaws its weakness, so he hugged the crocodile’s large mouth without hesitation.

Both sides were locked in a final struggle, the crocodile’s huge body began to roll violently.

After an unknown number of turns, Zhou Wu was already dizzy and nauseous, but he didn’t care about the discomfort, only holding onto a firm belief that he couldn’t let go.

Man and crocodile, sometimes rush to the surface, sometimes sinking to the bottom.

Gradually moving away from the shore, drifting toward the center of the water.

The crocodile’s skin was too tough, and his punches and kicks alone couldn’t hurt it fundamentally.

Duan Youmian quickly found the pickaxe and threw it to Zhou Wu with all her might.

As a well-trained assassin, she had that much accuracy.

From a distance of seventy or eighty meters, the pickaxe landed accurately in front of Zhou Wu, and he freed a hand to grab it.

The crocodile obviously understood that the thing that had just flown over posed a threat to it, and once again rolled and swayed with all its might, trying to shake off the sticky fellow on its body.

When the crocodile rolled again without success, Zhou Wu raised the pickaxe and slammed it between its eyes.

The pickaxe wasn’t sharp, but Zhou Wu was strong enough, and with just one strike, it went in two-thirds of the way.

This length must have damaged the crocodile’s cerebellum.

The crocodile, carrying Zhou Wu, suddenly leaped out of the water, then plunged back in.

In the water, Zhou Wu saw a stream of blood shooting out from its forehead, along with a string of eerie green numbers rapidly decreasing.

When the numbers reached zero, Zhou Wu felt his own strength increasing.

The numbers between his eyebrows suddenly increased to 387, a baleful aura swirling within his body, his meridians icy cold.

After a long while, Zhou Wu fully adapted to the new power, and instead of going to the shore, he went straight to the wooden boat under the tall wall.

The battle with the crocodile had attracted the attention of other crocodiles in the water.

When the crocodile died, three or four giant crocodiles rushed over, not looking for Zhou Wu, but fiercely tearing at the dead crocodile’s corpse.

They devoured each other.

Zhou Wu swam smoothly to the wooden boat in the corner of the water.

Zhou Wu supported himself on the side of the boat with one hand and leaped onto the boat.

He hooked the wall with the pickaxe and quickly rowed to the exit blocked by the giant stone.

Zhou Wu chiseled at it a few times with the pickaxe, but there was no way to create a breakthrough in a short time.

There was no way to move this thing with human power. For now, he could only wait.

If he killed two more crocodiles, the numbers on his forehead would increase a bit, enough to last for half a month without any problem.

It wouldn’t last for fifteen days.

After being silent on the boulder for a while, Zhou Wu helplessly began to row back with his hands.

Without oars, the wooden boat just spun in circles on the water, not moving backwards at all.

Zhou Wu had no choice but to get into the water and push the wooden boat forward.

While swimming in the middle of the water, a crocodile tried to secretly turn him into food.

But Zhou Wu easily pierced its brain with the pickaxe.

The power in his body increased again, and the remaining crocodiles had long been frightened away.

Zhou Wu became the overlord of this water.

However, the helplessness and pity she saw in Zhou Wu’s eyes told her that she was thinking too much.

This matter was probably difficult even for gods to solve, let alone this young man who was much younger than her.

The two, once again plunged into despair, reignited the flames of passion.

This time it was easier, without having to take off those rags.

Duan Youmian still leaned lazily in Zhou Wu’s arms, shaking her head gently.

Zhou Wu said, looking for the package.

Even their clothes had been torn into strips, let alone the packages.

Seeing Zhou Wu searching everywhere for the package, a faint smile appeared on Duan Youmian’s face. It was worth it to have such a caring man accompany her before she died.

So, he plunged into the water.

The pool was very deep, and the dead crocodile had sunk to the bottom.

He found the huge crocodile corpse in the various corpses and rubbish.

Zhou Wu focused on the changes in the numbers on her forehead.

Unfortunately, the change in the numbers on her forehead wasn’t big, barely increasing to 31.

In other words, Duan Youmian only had half an hour to live.

The world was so cruel, why did every woman who had a little relationship with him have to leave halfway?