"Ah..."
A piercing scream.
The brothers around gaped, their eyes filled with fright and fear, for the boss’s thods were indeed brutal. Just now, their flattery had been loud, but now they felt only deep reverence.
In their eyes, the boss was like a god.
Ma Yilong slowly withdrew his hand, his arm covered in bright red blood. He licked the blood, spat it out, and said, "Such a disgusting taste, everything in the movies is fake, it’s definitely tomato juice."
He had just wanted to try that psychopathic cold-blooded killer behavior from the movies. The behavior was indeed psychopathic and quite torturous. One shouldn’t casually lick soone else’s blood, what if they had so disease?
Strangely enough, he had previously faked his ability to smash granite with his hand in short videos, but at the mont the apocalypse erupted, all he rembered was suddenly convulsing, with a terrifyingly high body temperature, and then waking up feeling like his body was filled with strength.
He couldn’t fly, couldn’t jump very high, but his strength had increased, and his body’s resilience was stronger.
"Boss, that guy spoke," a subordinate hurried over, swallowing his saliva at the sight of the survivor with a blasted abdon, thinking to himself that the boss was really inhuman with increasingly brutal thods.
"Where?"
"In the air-raid shelter at Junyue Square, there are twenty-three people in total, including eleven adult males, four children, and eight won. The supplies are okay, no firearms, only shovels, axes, clubs, and other weapons."
"Heh heh, won, it’s been a while since we’ve encountered female survivors. Didn’t expect there to be eight of them there. Seems like the heavens are kind to us, always sending us what we lack," said Ma Yilong with a sleazy grin.
The surrounding underlings echoed with the sa laughter.
Indeed.
There had been a girl a while ago, but unfortunately... she had jumped off a building. Damn, to be driven to jump off a building, if you can’t take it just say so, you could have taken a break, why choose such a way to protest?
That was a very bad behavior.
The female suicide survivor was Liu Hong, whom they had captured previously. She had even told them she used to be Yan Nini’s agent. They knew who Yan Nini was—a famous dance and beauty livestrear from H city, with killer looks and figure.
When they learned that Yan Nini was still alive, they were very excited; catching her would be ecstatic. Unfortunately, H city was too large, and Yan Nini had been taken away by a male survivor.
Thinking about it... after all this ti, Yan Nini might have been already thoroughly ’developed.’
Ma Yilong said, "Tell him to cooperate with us to enter the shelter. Give him what he should be given, let him eat and drink well, and beco one of us."
"Yes, boss."
...
Luck Number.
"You ca back alone again?"
The burly man checking supplies on the elevator looked at Yang Cheng, his eyes flickering with a trace of fear.
Yang Cheng sighed, "Yeah, ran into zombies, only I made it back. I wanted to save them, but there just wasn’t enough ti."
The burly man stared at Yang Cheng, struggling for a long ti, then slowly said, "You really are ruthless."
He didn’t believe what Yang Cheng said.
In his mind, it was definitely this guy who, for the sake of supplies, had abandoned those survivors. Such behavior was already very common. It was hard to believe that in such a short ti, this guy had wiped out two groups of companions. Whoever went out with him would probably die without even knowing how.
He didn’t give it much thought.
"Why is it instant noodles again? Can’t you find so other supplies?"
"No choice, instant noodles are really convenient."
Burly man: ...
...
Early morning.
Streets.
"Cleared another wave."
Lin Fan smiled.
Nowadays, his mood was getting better and better, perhaps because more survivors had arrived at Sunshine District. When he went out, a crowd greeted him, watching the survivors gradually fill with hope for the future and slowly regain their humanity, which genuinely made him happy for them.
In the hearts of those survivors.
Lin Fan was like a ray of light in the darkness. Though he couldn’t drive away the darkness, he could illuminate the path ahead, guiding them along the right path.
Suddenly.
Movent up ahead.
Hearing the noise, he hurried over and saw a few survivors inside a truck, stabbing at the zombies surrounding the truck with tools. The number of zombies was not many, but also not few, in the absence of Evolutionary Zombies.
With their speed, cleaning them up would be quick.
Counting.
In the truck cage, there were four survivors in total, three n and one woman, each wielding weapons, stabbing zombies’ heads efficiently and ruthlessly. Seeing this, he thought of the group of truck survivors when the apocalypse just erupted.
Because of the cowardly, screaming woman, they had perished.
Thinking about it felt quite regrettable.
In the driver’s cab, another survivor held the steering wheel, ready to retreat at any mont.
At that mont, with Lin Fan’s appearance, the driver imdiately saw him and was shocked, not expecting soone to boldly appear here with a sword.
He urgently wanted to warn him to hide or run away, but the current situation made it difficult for him to warn Lin Fan, as the zombies swarming around might notice him and run towards him like mad dogs.
He was anxious.
But didn’t know how to warn him.
"Hello,"
Lin Fan greeted the survivors fighting the zombies.
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