Cooking Gourmet Meals in the Apocalypse

Chapter 200: Chapter 197: Taking the Fall

Chen Xing, of course, wouldn’t allow him to get close. She took two steps back, dodging his hand.

Assad didn’t expect her to dodge.

After all... in this day and age, there weren’t many people left who could treat someone to a meal.

When someone offered to buy you food, you were supposed to be eternally grateful.

But... Atilla dared to refuse?

’Who the hell does she think she is?’

’She’s just a toy I used to play with!’

Assad’s gentlemanly demeanor instantly vanished.

”Atilla, don’t be ungrateful!” He reached out, intending to drag Chen Xing over by force.

The commotion quickly drew a crowd of onlookers.

Chen Xing absolutely could not make a move now and draw attention to herself.

’But... should I just let him drag me away meekly?’

”What’s their relationship?”

”Those two seem to know each other!”

”The woman probably owes the man something!”

”Look how timid she is. She must have done something wrong!”

The crowd was already buzzing with various versions of the story, all of them painting the woman in a bad light.

When Assad heard how everything was in his favor, he grew even bolder.

He tightened his grip and started dragging Chen Xing toward a small restaurant.

’If I used just a little force, this man’s wrist would snap, but... it’s better to keep a low profile!’

’It’s just a small restaurant, right?’

’What can he do once we’re inside?’

’Worst case, I’ll just take him out discreetly!’

Chen Xing shook off Assad and walked into the restaurant he had pointed to first.

Seeing Chen Xing comply, Assad put on his suave, charming act again, adjusted his suit, and entered the restaurant as well.

But... it was only after entering that Chen Xing realized something was wrong with the place.

There were only three tables in total, and it didn’t seem like they served food at all.

There was, however, a small corridor.

Assad gestured for her to walk down the corridor.

Chen Xing: ”...” ’Even I’m not that stupid. I know what’s waiting for me in there.’

’But... I’m not afraid!’

’The more secluded the place, the easier it is for me to make a move!’

’So he thinks I’m Atilla?’

’And he seems to treat Atilla with contempt and disrespect.’

’In that case... I don’t mind wasting a little time to get revenge for that Atilla.’

Chen Xing paused in front of the corridor, letting Assad go first.

Assad wasn’t afraid she would run.

As long as she was in this city, she couldn’t escape his grasp.

Before heading in, he took out his phone and waved it in front of Chen Xing’s face.

Chen Xing didn’t quite understand.

Assad explained, ”I have plenty of your indecent photos here! All sorts of poses. If you don’t want to wake up tomorrow as the internet’s most famous porn star, you’d better do as I say!”

Chen Xing understood immediately.

’This man not only abused Atilla, but he also took pictures?’

’A creature worse than a beast. He really deserves to die!’

’If I don’t kill him, I’d be doing Atilla an injustice.’

So Chen Xing followed him inside.

The corridor wasn’t long. At the end, there was a row of small rooms.

They were crude, filthy, and filled with a foul smell.

From a few of the rooms, certain unspeakable sounds could be heard.

Chen Xing furrowed her brow.

Hearing those sounds, every cell in Assad’s body seemed to ignite. He swayed his hips in excitement, desperate to pounce on her right then and there.

He pulled open the door to one of the rooms.

The room was so small it only contained a small double bed and enough standing room for two people.

Chen Xing kicked Assad, sending him sprawling onto the bed, but she didn’t use much force.

Before Assad could react, his phone was in Chen Xing’s hand. She threw it on the ground and stomped on it, shattering the screen.

”You...” Assad couldn’t believe that the ever-obedient Atilla would do such a thing. He looked at his phone with a pained expression. ”Even if the phone is repaired, I can still recover those photos! Now get on your knees, apologize to me, and if you make me happy, maybe I’ll give the photos back to you!”

’Give them back my ass!’

’Would someone who does such filthy things ever return the photos?’

’I wonder how many times he’s tricked that Atilla?’

’If it weren’t for the apocalypse, she’d probably still be under his control.’

Chen Xing stomped on the phone again.

This time, the phone was pulverized. ’Let’s see you recover anything now.’

Assad: ”...” He stared at Chen Xing, stunned.

’When did this woman get so bold?’

Unwilling to be completely turned on by a woman, he got up and rushed forward to hit ’Atilla’.

In the past, whenever he was in a bad mood, he would often take it out on Atilla, and she never dared to fight back.

’As if Chen Xing would give him the chance.’

One slice of her blade and it was over. She slipped out of the room and shut the door behind her.

’No one will discover this room for a while, I imagine.’

She could go look for Hao Wenli first, then find a place to change her disguise.

But... she never would have imagined that not long after she left, she would see the legendary Atilla herself.

The woman was walking toward her.

Dressed all in black, she was wrapped up tightly, with only her two eyes visible.

Looking at those eyes, Chen Xing had to admit they looked exactly like the ones she had drawn on herself.

’No wonder Assad mistook me for her.’

Apparently, the approaching Atilla had also noticed Chen Xing and how much they resembled each other.

But... Chen Xing hadn’t intended to impersonate anyone. It was just that her own eyes were large, and with some exaggerated makeup, she ended up looking like this.

’It couldn’t be helped!’

She couldn’t exactly change her disguise in public now.

So she braced herself and walked past.

But... she had only just passed when shouts erupted behind her.

In the noisy crowd, Atilla had been seized and was struggling in terror.

Chen Xing wanted to curse the heavens. ’Could this be any more of a coincidence?’

’How could it be so coincidental that Atilla would show up here, right near the scene of the crime, just after I killed Assad?’

From the looks of it, Atilla was likely to be mistaken for the murderer.

’Even if my identity is exposed, I have more than enough ability to get away!’

Without hesitation, Chen Xing ran toward the crowd.

Pushing her way through the people, she saw Atilla pinned to the ground, her face a mask of fear.

Assad’s body had been dragged out and lay on the ground.

After seeing Chen Xing, she seemed to understand something and suddenly shook her head at her.

Chen Xing: ”...” ’Is she telling me not to come forward and confess?’

How could she know that Atilla had been bullied, defiled, and threatened by Assad for years?

When the apocalypse began, she had finally managed to escape to this place, only to find that the devil had followed her.

Her own abilities were limited; no matter how much she hated him, she never had the chance to kill him.

If she had the ability, she would have gladly killed Assad and then died herself.

Now that she knew the person in front of her, who looked so much like her, had killed Assad, she was naturally filled with immense gratitude.

Therefore... she was willing to die for it.

Chen Xing, however, acted as if she hadn’t seen a thing and stepped out from the crowd.

The crowd: ”...”

Even the police were dumbfounded.

Atilla immediately shouted, ”I’m the one who killed Assad! Arrest me, it has nothing to do with her!”

Chen Xing now understood that this girl was willingly trying to take the blame for her.

Chen Xing mimicked her words, saying, ”I’m the one who killed Assad!” She then pulled the blood-stained blade from her sleeve and threw it to the ground.