Chapter 1598: Chapter 1 Dead City
“Achieving ten thousand points, are you ready to roll out?” Seeing Tang Zheng refuse, Silver Trojan urged, “You have half an hour of shopping ti. If it’s not needed, you can teleport ho to rest.”
“You guys take your ti buying equipnt, I’ll go first.” Tang Zheng waved his hand, allowing Trojan to activate the teleportation. His spoils of war were too abundant; aside from what he distributed to his team mbers, basic supplies like ammunition and sweet spring water were enough to last him through several major battles.
“Wait, I’m coming with you.” Fang Zhiwen, who had been browsing the Trojan List, was startled by Tang Zheng’s words and hurriedly ran a few steps to grab his arm.
The white, rich, and beautiful lady had calculated finely; shopping still costs money, but by pleasing Tang Zheng, she could get everything for free. She had seen this generous man give away items to others, all of which were valuable equipnt, without a hint of reluctance.
“He seems to be intentionally shaking off, no way, I must turn this situation around.” Fang Zhiwen cast aside her shyness and took the initiative. With a good IQ, she could tell that several won in the team had ambiguous relationships with Tang Zheng, and if she backed off, she would definitely lose the initiative.
“If you want happiness, you’ve got to take action.” The white, rich, and beautiful woman grasped Tang Zheng’s hand and teleported away with him.
“Damn vixen!” Pang iqin hesitated for just a mont and missed her chance, “If Tang Zheng cos ho late, you’re in for it.”
Qin Yan and Tao Ran looked disheartened; such actions were sothing they could never bring themselves to do.
As soon as his vision restored, Tang Zheng furrowed his brows, lowered his body, and surveyed his surroundings cautiously.
“What’s wrong?” Fang Zhiwen was also startled by Tang Zheng’s caution and looked around.
This was a dilapidated and deserted alley, about two ters wide; the dim dusk sunlight had been blocked by the high-rise buildings, casting large shadows.
“Huh, there’s a sll of blood.” Tang Zheng did not see a corpse, but the stench of blood in the nose doesn’t lie.
“How co I can’t sll it?” Fang Zhiwen said, before rembering that their physical qualities were not on the sa level, with Tang Zheng’s sense of sll likely being dozens of tis more sensitive than hers.
“Wait here for , and be careful. Take a handgun with you for self-defense!” Tang Zheng headed towards the street corner; he had a lot of confidence in his skills and, after all, if seen by strangers, he couldn’t always get away with pretending to be cosplaying.
“Don’t, I’m scared.” Fang Zhiwen bit her lower lip but still followed him. She rembered the concept of the drawbridge effect.
Only by going through experiences together could a relationship get strong. Moreover, in the city, even if one witnessed a murder, so what? The police would probably arrive soon, and with Tang Zheng there, it felt very safe.
“Sothing is not right, don’t you think it’s too quiet?” Tang Zheng glanced at the sky; the teleportations were always during the deep night, except this ti it was at dusk before darkness fell.
“Right, it should be the peak of after-work hours now; it’s supposed to be noisy.” Fang Zhiwen observed the street environnt leading into the alley, wondering which street this was.
“It’s my first ti realizing that if two people are close together, they can teleport at the sa ti.” Tang Zheng didn’t expect Fang Zhiwen to be able to follow along, which surprised him a bit.
“Stop being distracted, focus on safety.” Fang Zhiwen didn’t continue to act tough and took out a Glock 18 handgun, which had low recoil and a large 19-round ammo clip, very suitable for girls with less physical strength.
Tang Zheng hid behind a wall, peeked out his head, and looked around. The sight that t his eyes made him curse inwardly.
This was Pingan Street. The once bustling street was gone, replaced by a ghost city-like quiet. So cars were stopped on the road, driverless, battered and broken, so smashed into roadblocks and shopfronts, burning, emitting billows of black smoke.
There were no corpses, but there was fresh blood on the road, along with pieces of torn clothes, shoes, handbags, and all sorts of debris scattered everywhere, like after a city riot.
“What on earth is going on?” Fang Zhiwen was stunned, “Are we still in the ga?”
“No, we should be out now.” Tang Zheng shook his head and pulled Fang Zhiwen back into the alley.
“Then where did the passersby go?” Fang Zhiwen was baffled, “This clearly is Pingan Street, look, that buffet restaurant I just went to a few days ago, is usually packed with guests at this ti.”
Tang Zheng did not respond, instead pulled out his mobile phone to dial Dantai and the others, but nobody answered, with hints indicating they were out of the service area.
“Damn it, this is insane.” Tang Zheng punched the ground, suddenly thinking of a possibility, “Could it be that the Terracotta Warriors of Qin Shi Huang have occupied the city?”
“Silver Trojan, are you there? What the heck happened, tell us!” Fang Zhiwen shouted at her wristwatch, but sadly no response ca.
After a ga, her coat was already damaged, revealing her figure outlined by the purple sportswear, looking perfect.
“What are you looking at?” Fang Zhiwen embarrassedly covered her chest and buttocks.
“Do you have other clothes? Put them on first, cover up the protective clothing.” Tang Zheng quickly took out a set of black suit and put it on himself, “Try not to expose our survivor identities.”
Fang Zhiwen nodded, understanding Tang Zheng’s concern, and put on a set of sportswear.
“Let’s go check out the nearby police station first.” Tang Zheng gave up on the idea of going ho, snuck two Beretta M92F handguns into his belt at the small of his back, and covered them with the hem of his suit.
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