Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse

Chapter 97: News of Jacob

The other party was composed of about a dozen people, not including the handful of men and women shaking and making their presences as small as possible.

At this time, the men were jeering at the two women who were hugging each other, shaking in terror. They were calling for her and Hugo pitifully, but their delay seemed to have caused a misunderstanding.

"They must’ve ran away." The leader said, rubbing Trina’s face with greed. "So beautiful…" Then he groped her breast. "Yum."

"Stop! HUGO! Please help!!"

Another man pulled Kara to him, hugging her lasciviously. The girl only sobbed, calling mother, then she recalled what happened and cried even more.

"I’m not lying! She’s so beautiful! Maybe she’s being fucked by someone right now!!"

The leader looked at her and felt she wasn’t lying. He then turned to one of his cronies. "Go! Check it out!"

But just as he turned, he froze, looking in a direction. His anomaly captured the attention of the others and finally saw both Hugo and Khalifa.

Their eyes brightened like the red sun as their eyes landed on Khalifa.

"I know her! It’s the Mermaid!" A man hooted almost jumping in excitement. "I have a video of her being tongue-fucked on my phone!"

Another man agreed, drooling at the sight of her. "I couldn’t get myself up before watching it first now, shit!"

A lot of similar comments came after, making Hugo burn. Not only because of the comments but the fact that Kaize actually allowed her to be seen by so many people!

Useless bastard!

He also wanted to gauge out the eyes of all the bastards who saw that video!

It was only when he felt Khalifa’s hand on his arm did he stop himself from doing anything.

They not only had weapons, they also had hostages like Mrs. Adams that could get hurt in the crossfire.

She looked deeply at the gang of gangsters and other misfits, with their haughty appearances and shameless leers. Or rather, the people on top of the food chain were.

Khalifa’s eyes looked at the pitiful looking Sid and Mrs. Adams.

Especially the previously-fabulous Mrs. Adams, whose clothing was unkempt and ripped. She also caught sight of her bruise-filled skin and dull eyes.

Sid raised his eyes and saw her, brightening a little, but he looked down, ashamed of his current state. Mrs. Adams, however, did not have a change in expression at all. She continued to stare at the air in a daze.

She was lifeless, no less than the zombies outside.

Fire raged inside her. Her sharp blue eyes looked at the men and their weapons. Two of them also had guns, albeit very old models, but the ownership of one alone was testament to their background.

She stepped forward making Hugo beside her flinch. He held on to her but she stared him down. He reluctantly loosened his hold, but held her hand and simply walked beside her instead.

The ten gangsters gaped at her in obsession, eyes looking like they were already fucking her.

This made Hugo frown even deeper, wanting to shoot their eyes into sieves.

It was the leader who spoke up, looking at her with eyes filled with lust. "Fairy, want to taste what mortal love is?"

She ignored the hoots and held back Hugo, who was shaking in anger. "What did you do to them?" She asked, looking at the two acquaintances, in a very dark mood.

It had only been a day and these bastards already wreaked havoc.

The men were a little taken aback by her tone and followed her line of sight. "What do you think?"

He grinned, eyes glowing as if remembering the lust-filled night he had. "Of course we had ’fun’!"

Her jaws clenched. "Give them to me and maybe you can die with complete limbs."

"HAHAHA! Did you hear that?"

"I’m fine if she’s crazy! She’s super gorgeous anyway!"

"You better share!!"

A man walked to her, looking greedily. "Come to da—"

However, he was not even able to finish his perverted sentence as he felt something sharp pass by, a slit formed on his neck, and suddenly blood poured down his neck.

He fell down a moment later, making everyone pale, not seeing what happened.

Until they saw a small whip float around Khalifa and they looked absolutely terrified.

"What!! Floating water?!"

Suddenly, this sharp whip made of water condensed, creating dozens of even sharper pieces of ice.

The ice picks floated around her, easily taking down the men before they could raise her weapon.

"Ice!!! Fuck! Witch!"

"Ahhhh!"

Ice picks floated about quickly and gracefully, creating lethal slashes around the room, leaving bodies falling in their wake.

To the bystanders, it was either a beautiful or a grotesque terrifying sight.

Whichever it was, it was a sight none of them would forget in their lifetimes.

***

Blood flowed along the floor, bringing both fear and hope to a lot of the people there.

The victims looked at her with apprehension, fear, and hope.

Khalifa didn’t say much, "There is food in the house and the adjacent houses.

"The rest is up to you. If you try to depend on me, I’ll kill you."

They nodded and thanked her, scuttling away.

Khalifa looked at the woman undisturbed by everything that had happened. However, her steps weren’t as effortless as before.

She had already used up all her power at this point and she felt her body heating up, yearning, hungry.

She ignored this and went to Mrs. Adams.

"Mrs. Adams, it’s me, Khalifa…"

The woman’s dull eyes showed a little recognition. Her eyebrows furrowed looking at her closely. "K-Khalifa?"

"Yes, it’s me. Jacob’s tutor. How is he?"

Her words seemed to have triggered the woman and she grabbed her own hair and sobbed, bumping her head on the floor.

Khalifa quickly lifted her up and embraced her, trying to ignore the heavy feeling, partly not wanting to hear her answer.

"I… I should’ve listened… my son… kept telling us… to go … then my husband turned to a monster…" she sobbed, hyperventilating. "My son, bitten…."

Mrs. Adams then escaped from her hold and started bumping her head on the floor again, chanting. "Dead… dead… my poor son… "

Khalifa no longer had the strength to stop her self-harm anymore. She was already weak from the fight, now she had to deal with this.

Khalifa was extremely pale, and her body shook.

Jacob was… dead?

Hugo watched her cold expression crack and look like crying. His heart clenched.

No wonder she didn’t bat an eyelid when she heard Kaize’s promiscuity.

He also remembered the room from the second video. There was no way the pompous Kaize would have such a small room.

His fist clenched as he watched the woman break down, and Khalifa’s eyes teared up, breaking his heart.

But what to do… he just wanted to comfort her.