The Chef Rules the Last Days-Chapter 481 - 479: Fare Well

The motorcycle roared, instantly turning into a blur as it sped away.

"Chase!"

"Lead them towards Australia Bridge!"

After crossing a large open space, four cars entered the streets, darting chaotically in all directions.

The superpower users close behind them were relentless, their powers always striking on either side of the fleeing group.

To avoid being hit, Jin Han was almost always driving in a straight line, and soon a massive bridge appeared ahead.

Su Mo immediately recognized it. "It’s the first bridge we need to cross."

She became alert and deliberately expanded her field of vision to observe the approaching bridge. The surface was dotted with small raised mounds, disc-shaped mines were scattered all over the bridge.

Su Mo hugged Lu Chen’s waist and urgently shouted, "More mines!"

The people in Jin Han’s vehicle didn’t have their resistance to explosions.

"How far to the bridge?"

"About five hundred meters, it’s a small bridge. Do you have a plan?" Su Mo glanced back at the relentless pursuers and said fiercely, "They’re deliberately luring us up there."

"Enough."

"What?"

Lu Chen’s phoenix eyes narrowed. At the forefront of the first vehicle, the space began to undulate strangely, and Jin Han at the wheel noticed the distorted space making the trees ahead take on S shapes.

"What’s going on?"

He was about to drive onto the bridge when, in that instant, his car crashed into the spatial rift that Lu Chen had torn open and reappeared on the other side of the bridge.

Su Mo exclaimed with joy, "They went straight through a space rift! You did it!"

On the side she couldn’t see, Lu Chen’s complexion rapidly paled. After their motorcycle had crossed as well, he suddenly lost strength, stepped on the brakes, and the tires skid on the ground, leaving a mark before coming to a stop.

This maneuver directly led Rong Yuan, who was watching the situation from a rooftop, to crush the binoculars in his hand. Not only did he not get the Level 6 Crystal Stone he wanted, but his most capable woman and subordinates, all were killed.

This time, it was a complete loss.

Rong Yuan’s men, stationed at the bridge, scattered after speaking into the radio. They chose not to forcefully cross the minefield they had laid down.

Once safe, Su Mo hopped off the motorcycle and upon noticing Lu Chen’s somewhat pale face, immediately extended her hand to help him down, then passed him some Jasmine Tea, "You must have used a lot of superpower just now, I saw how big the rift was."

"Hmm," Lu Chen took it and drank a sip, his Adam’s apple moved and his complexion softened.

"Su Mo! Come quickly and take a look at them! They’re not going to make it!" Jin Han urgently shouted from beside the car.

Without delay, Su Mo ran over. There were three seriously injured people lying in the car, one with a blood-red chest, the other two had their throats slashed, and a metal dagger stuck in their eye sockets, penetrating to the back of the brain, barely alive.

No matter how you looked at it, it was a troublesome situation.

It was unsafe to deal with it here, so Su Mo first took out a bottle of Biluochun Tea. Aside from the one with the eye impaled, which she temporarily left alone, she poured it over the wounds of the others.

"This place isn’t safe, let’s see if there’s anywhere ahead we can settle down."

The Spiritual Superpower User finally dared to use their superpower and quickly found an excellent location, "There’s a street ahead; let’s head over there first."

On a small street across the bridge, inside a bar, the tables had been pushed together, and three seriously injured people were laid out on them.

Su Mo could handle the two with external injuries, but for the one with a dagger in the eyeball, she had no choice but to seek help from Lu Chen, "What should we do? If we heal directly, the skin and flesh that’s healing will adhere to the knife. It needs to be removed first, but just pulling it out might damage the brain inside."

"Still has a breath; a stroke of luck."

Lu Chen checked his pulse and observed the injury on his left eye, appearing very calm, "Bring some strong alcohol. First, give him some Zijuan Tea. At this point, not pulling it out means death."

Su Mo searched the bar counter and finally, being more discerning, Jianxiong brought a bottle of alcohol, "Use this."

Handing the bottle to Lu Chen, Su Mo looked at the people surrounding the table and said, "Jin Han, have your people step out. Everyone’s crowding here; the air isn’t even circulating."

Knowing they were trying to save people, Jin Han chased everyone out, not forgetting to make a request before leaving, "Call me if you need anything. Please save them! They all came here with me!"

His eyes were filled with sadness, but Su Mo could not give an absolute guarantee, only saying, "Lu Chen and I will do our best."

Returning to Lu Chen’s side, she poured the light purple tea down the wounded man’s throat.

"This eyeball..." She hesitated to speak further.

"Can’t be saved," the man replied succinctly, his hand pouring the strong alcohol into the wound, as crimson blood flowed out in streams.

"Are you going to pull it straight out?"

Before she had even finished her question, the man’s hand had already pulled out the dagger along with the eyeball. Luckily, with the help of Zijuan Tea, there wasn’t much blood spurting out, and the inner skull was rapidly repairing itself.

Lu Chen threw away the dagger and washed his hands with the alcohol, stating indifferently, "This is no operating room; being alive is fortunate enough."

Su Mo poured some Biluochun Tea around the ghastly and stretched wound, saying softly, "This won’t make him dumb, right? I saw some brain tissue and eyeball on the dagger you pulled out."

"Don’t know," answered Lu Chen, drying his hands before observing the next patient, "But since it’s repairing itself, other than not regrowing the eyeball, there probably won’t be significant problems."

Su Mo nodded, pointing to the wounds of the other two patients, "The one with the slashed neck needs stitches, while the other one shouldn’t have any severe issues."

Lu Chen: "Go find Jin Han. Get them to find some needles and thread."

"Okay."

As night fell, they saved the three people. Jin Han breathed a sigh of relief and also took the opportunity to clear some zombies around the bar, planning to stay there for the night.

In the pot in front of them, rice had been steamed. Su Mo specially used her large iron pot to stir-fry a few dishes for them and made two braised fish.

The dishes were rich and exquisite, delicious enough to bring tears to one’s eyes. The elated state of Jin Han’s subordinates took quick breaths, their gaze towards Su Mo filled with some newfound respect.

With good intentions to boost morale, and seeing them all look at her that way, she picked up some veggies with her chopsticks and placed them into Lu Chen’s bowl, avoiding the surrounding eyes, "Hurry up and eat; we still have a long journey ahead."

With everyone well-fed and content, holding a cup of alcohol in their hands, they stood on the dark street facing the bridge. There, unclaimed, remained the bodies of two teammates.

The atmosphere was heavy; Jin Han took the lead, pouring his wine onto the ground, his usually jovial face now filled with sorrow, his throat hoarse, "Rest in peace."

Su Mo gently poured out a cup of alcohol too, and in front of her, someone spoke out in anger.

"It’s a pity we can’t kill them all! Our brothers died for nothing!"

"I want to go back and get revenge for them too!"