Capítulo 1842: Chapter 813: Zero-Dollar Shopping, Another Loss of Personnel!

“Damn it, this Sakura girl sure knows her stuff!”

Li Yintong gritted her teeth in frustration, wondering why she hadn’t thought of such a way to flatter Brother Lin.

Hua Yue Yu pouted, feeling that this woman’s threat was even greater than Kim Myungjin’s, mainly because the Sakura girl’s combat power was too high.

In God’s ruins, she could really be Lin Baici’s right-hand woman, whereas she herself was nine times out of ten a burden.

On the second and third floors of the supermarket, there were more valuable items like electronics, game consoles, clothing…

Once the zero-yuan purchase began, time wasn’t unlimited. The black men not only had to grab things before the police arrived, but also had to fight with others, so they ran as fast as they could. But as San Miyairi started slashing people, they stopped at the bottom of the escalator, not daring to come up.

The Sakura girl descended while slashing, and by the time she reached the bottom, those black men hastily retreated more than ten meters.

There was no way,

too terrifying!

The place was filled with the cries and screams of black men, and except for those who fell to the ground and passed out directly, most were not dead, which made the screams particularly dreadful.

With San Miyairi’s combat power, wiping out these people was not difficult at all, but she was quite malicious, only chopping off hands, leaving them alive.

In a sea of severed hands, those blacks who were still on the escalator didn’t want to get trapped at the top, so they either climbed up or were simply pushed out by the escalator, resulting in a pile-up of people here.

Like black fish piled in nets for sale at the morning fish market on the dock.

Lin Baici stood at the second-floor escalator entrance, awkward as hell.

Because after hearing San Miyairi’s words, those black men all started staring at him.

Cough! Cough!

Lin Baici tried to ignore those eyes, but in the next second, he noticed someone among the crowd pulling out a Beretta 92F pistol, aiming it at San Miyairi.

“Eri, watch out!”

Lin Baici shouted a warning.

Bang!

The gun fired.

A bullet shot towards San Miyairi.

San Miyairi didn’t turn her head. She listened to the sound, located it, and swiftly drew her katana.

Swish!

A silver slash flashed by, accompanied by a “clang” as a burst of golden sparks erupted.

The bullet was sliced in two, whizzing and ricocheting off to other places, clattering to the ground.

“OH MY GOD!”

The black men exclaimed, their eyes nearly bulging out.

Katana slicing a bullet?

Isn’t that incredible?

After a flourish with her katana, San Miyairi didn’t sheath her sword. Instead, she swung it towards the gun-wielding black man.

Swish!

The air trembled as a half-meter-long crescent-shaped slash shot through the crowd, slicing through that black man and continuing forward.

The Sakura girl flicked the sword’s hilt, spinning the katana almost half a circle before sheathing it.

One word,

Impressive!

As the katana entered its sheath with a “ding,” the section of blacks who were slashed by the sword energy broke into two halves.

A moment later, a vast empty space emerged.

“Lord Lin!”

San Miyairi smiled, “We can leave now!”

“Let’s go! Let’s go!”

Lin Baici urged, hurrying downstairs.

The black men saw this group coming down and scattered.

San Miyairi followed behind Lin Baici, holding her katana horizontally in front of her abdomen with both hands, her head slightly lowered, taking tiny steps, looking particularly well-behaved.

Click! Click!

The sound made by the Sakura girl’s wooden clogs as they hit the floor sounded tame, making her seem like a housecat, far removed from the bloody scene just now.

Among those making zero-yuan purchases, quite a few black men were armed, but after witnessing the unlucky guy who tried to ambush her getting sliced in two, no one dared to retaliate.

Fearful, frightened, unwilling to provoke them — these were their current feelings!

Despite the chaos inside the supermarket, Lin Baici’s group moved smoothly, with no one daring to block their path.

Reaching the checkout counter, Lin Baici saw tables had been overturned and cashiers long gone, leaving no one to charge them.

Lin Baici snapped his fingers.

Signaling everyone to make a break for it.

“We can grab stuff for free!”

Li Yintong cheered, part of a zero-yuan purchase spree…

Satisfying!

“Run! Run! Feel the excitement!”

Xia Hongyao laughed heartily, still feeling youthful.

Some passersby were filming with their phones.

In reality, they might have been cautious, but here in God’s ruins, who would care?

The quick-handed black men had already run out of the supermarket with goods in hand.

“Follow them!”

Gu Qingqiu urged.

Running randomly could encounter the police, but following these experienced black men would be absolutely safe.

The group took off running.

“Didn’t get enough!”

Li Yintong lamented.

They were all well off, and it was more about participating, like going to Xishuangbanna and not playing water splashing, or going to the Qiantang River and not watching the tide…

So coming to America and experiencing a zero-yuan purchase was also a part of local culture.

They ran for five minutes through three blocks and stopped in an alley, feeling it should be safe now.

Kim Myungjin opened a phone package: “Get some SIM cards, swap numbers, and then we can split up!”

San Miyairi’s excellence made the Goryeo girl eager to join in, looking to make her mark.

“Should we find a service provider?”

Hua Yue Yu had never been to this country and didn’t know the procedure!

“You all find a place to rest, I’ll handle it!”

Kim Myungjin volunteered.

“I’ll go with you!”

Lin Baici wasn’t reassured.

“You’re our general, save your strength and be ready for key moments, I’ll go with her!”