Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Third Time's a Charm-Chapter 257 Not Worth It

"Lin," I said, not taking my eyes off the man in front of me. "Let him off."

The next time Li Tai Shun tried to get off the bike, he was able to. Unfortunately for him, I was not finished yet. "Do you want to save them?" I asked looking at the man towering over me. Men always assume that if you are smaller than them you are weaker. But I would like to point out that C4 came in a small package too and look at how much damage that can do.

The biker president looked at me and then around at the situation. In order to give him a clearer picture of what he got his men into, I fed more power into the blue flame hanging in the night sky like a moon. As the light became stronger, Li Tai Shun started to tremble.

What used to be one of the most traveled highways in all of Country K now looked like nothing more than a dirt road. The pavement was crumbled with giant cracks cutting through the once smooth surface. The ramp that I had asked Chen Zi Han was much bigger than even I expected it to be. No wonder the rest of the bikers went flying.

The top had to be about 20 feet in the air, but the incline was so gradual that the riders probably didn't even realize that they were going up to their death. Well, I guess some of them lived. 𝚋𝚎ｄｎｏｖ𝚎𝚕．𝚌ｏｍ

Even the crater off to the side had to be the size of an Olympic pool. I was really impressed with Chen Zi Han. Since he had enough power to be able to dig that right after building such an impressive ramp, plus fill it up with water afterward, he was easily one of the most powerful elements that I had ever seen.

I watched as the big bad biker turned his attention back to me, his face pale. "Do you want to save them?" I asked again, softening my voice. I closed my eyes for a second and called up my ice. Creating a large throne along the same lines as what I had made at City J Sanctuary, I turned around and went to go sit down.

Wang Chao and Liu Yu Zeng came over to stand on either side of me as I got comfortable. The man still standing in front of me started to nod his head. Clearing his throat a few times, he finally managed to get one word out. "Yes," he said.

"Then I suggest you start begging," I replied with a bright smile. I watched as the man's back stiffen and his shoulders pushed back, causing him to stick his barrel of a chest out. This was the very typical posture of a man that was trying to become bigger and more intimidating.

It might have worked wonders for him before. His size, his look, and even his occupation would have caused most people to close their mouths and just go with his demands. Unfortunately for him, he met me. And the boys weren't the only ones that had to push themselves out of their comfort zone.

"Bitch," he growled.

"How original," I said with an eye roll. "I've never heard that one before. Do you not hear your men, your brothers, screaming for help? Would it really make you less of a man to get on your knees before me and beg for them?"

I could feel Wang Chao shifting his weight at my words. I was pretty sure that when I suggested he get on his knees in front of me we were both thinking the same thing and definitely not with the biker president.

"I don't kneel," sneered the man, refusing to compromise. "Especially not for any House Mouse."

I had to blink a few times at that comment. Searching my brain, trying to figure out what on earth it could mean, I looked up at Liu Yu Zeng for help. "Translation please?"

He laughed and shook his head. "Just don't shoot the messenger, alright?" he asked with his signature smirk firmly on his face. Rolling my eyes I just nodded. "Okay, as far as I know, a House Mouse is a young girl that ran away from home and moves into a motorcycle club to help clean, look after kids, and is sometimes either gifted to an Old Lady or is passed around. Sometimes there is a… sexual… addition to their duties, but not always."

I blinked a few more times. "He thinks I'm a kid?!"

Yes, people, that was exactly what I took out of that definition. I was of the firm belief that people should be able to live the life they want, even when the majority don't agree. You want to hook up with bikers, clean their house and look after the kids? If that was what made you happy, go for it.

On the other hand, "Did you really call me a kid?" I demanded turning my attention fully back to the man in front of me. "Are you just that blind or are you stupid as well?"

Li Tai Shun looked at me confused as if he didn't understand what I was getting pissed off about. "Would you have preferred me to call you a Sweet Butt?"

Once again, I looked at Liu Yu Zeng to translate stupid into English. "Biker slut," he said with a snort.

"Probably," I replied turning back to the biker president. "Slut is much better than a child when you are in your 20s. But you have made more than a few mistakes. Ones that you and your men will have to pay for."

"Like what?" he demanded, his arms crossed against his chest as he looked down at me.

"You tried to take something that was mine," I said holding up a finger.

"It wasn't yours," he contradicted. "You were the one in the cage. And any bike on the road is fair game."

I looked up at Liu Yu Zeng feeling dumber by the second.

"Truck."

"Can't he just speak normally?" I asked as I rubbed my head. Between the screams coming from the new inground pool and this man, I was having the mother of all headaches. "Fine. I had this whole drawn-out villain speech planned, but you just aren't worth any more time and energy on my part."