Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

Pfft...

Chen Hanzhou pulled the mechanical prosthetic out of the man’s head and rubbed the shot spot. Gotta admit, it still hurts a bit!

”You’ve got a tough life, you mad dog!”

He stared coldly at Leizi, who was doomed to die.

The explosion killed many on the spot, some were blown into pieces, scattered limbs lying dozens of meters away, blood everywhere. Yet, the chief culprit behind all this barely clung to life, not dying on the spot.

”Brother Su always advocated for killing without torturing, but I think crazy, stupid scum like you don’t even deserve to be human. Too bad so many people are watching...”

Chen Hanzhou muttered the last part to himself. He knew very well what they were out here to do today. Being too brutal might harm the boss’s ability to recruit people.

However, even his own mutterings were heard by the other party. Leizi spoke with difficulty, ”What an act, fucker. Why would you guys care if people are watching? Calling me a mad dog, you’re all damned hypocrites!”

Chen Hanzhou didn’t care about the other party’s insults. How could he bother with a dying man? He turned to look at the ordinary members of Apocalypse Corps who had begun self-rescue. Then he looked down at Leizi and said, ”Go ahead, how do you want to die? How do you want to put an end to your crazy, stupid life? You’re lucky today; I’ll give you a quick end!”

According to Chen Hanzhou’s thinking, scum like this should be revived with a zombie thalamus, then tortured for forty-nine days until they rot away in fear and despair!

”Cough cough... Hehehe.”

Leizi’s face was a patchwork of black, red, and white. He coughed weakly twice: ”How do I want to die? I don’t want to die, is that okay, you idiot? Hahaha...”

Even standing at Ghost Gate, this madman still had confused thoughts. Then he thought of something, showing keen interest: ”Hey hey, don’t hit my head. Let me turn into a zombie, become a zombie and then play with you guys!”

”Psycho...”

Chen Hanzhou didn’t waste any more words on Leizi. He picked up the pistol from the man he had killed earlier from the ground, then pulled the trigger on Leizi, maintaining a calm gaze throughout the process.

Dispatching the enemy without guilt, not fearing the death stare from the other party, as if silently saying, ”Remember this face, don’t mess with me in your next life.”

Bang.

A gunshot rang out, and a bloody hole appeared in Leizi’s head, ending his crazy life for good.

”Let me go, I promise not to retaliate. I’ll arrange for the return of all the supplies that were taken away. What I’m saying is true, without my help, retrieving those supplies would be extremely difficult!”

To the south of the convoy, Huang Yixiao faced Zhang Su’s relentless pressure, retreating step by step. The companion he escaped with had breathed his last breaths ten seconds earlier, his head gracefully sliced off like it was no challenge.

When he saw this guy—like some hero—charging at the detonator, he knew this person was far from ordinary. Scenes that could only be seen in movies appeared before his eyes, leaving Huang Yixiao in awe!

He didn’t want to die; his pistol had already run out of bullets previously, and the spare magazine was nowhere to be found. He had to think of another way; words were his last weapon, and he must make good use of them!

”You’re quite amusing, appointing people who are nearly wiped out to handle such a significant matter. Is Ding Wei just eating bullshit debates? You say you won’t retaliate, but on what grounds?”

Zhang Su didn’t rush to kill Huang Yixiao. Unless something unexpected happened, Huang would be the sole survivor left, and there were still things that needed clarification.

Huang Yixiao, hearing that the other party had surprisingly given him a moment to catch his breath, showed a hopeful expression and quickly said, ”Don’t worry, I have a way. Just pin this situation on the Survivor Alliance, even if our boss wants revenge, he won’t have the power to do it!”

The Absolute Justice group numbered about two hundred, with over sixty combatants. It was considered a force with a very high military-civilian ratio at the Survivor Camp in Qin City. But losing nearly thirty people today was a serious blow.

”You mean the Survivor Alliance...”

Zhang Su’s expression turned odd, and he took big strides forward.

”Forgot to tell you, the Survivor Alliance has already joined Celestial Horse Island. Liao Youzhi died yesterday; I personally saw him off. He should be crossing Naihe Bridge by now, along with the ambitious number two, Gong Chengming!”

”What...”

Huang Yixiao was stunned. This was the most shocking news he’d heard all day. No time for lamentation as the man before him, who had a 100% threat rating, was closing in on him.

”Don’t, don’t do it... I warn you, if you push me, we all go down together!”

Huang Yixiao staggered back while reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small coin purse. Quickly, he produced a snow-white wax pill from it, the contrast against his blood-stained, blackened face making it appear exceptionally white. He poised to crush it.

Zhang Su hadn’t expected his opponent to possess a secret weapon. He immediately halted his steps, partially out of caution, but more intrigued to find out what this was.

”You’ve got another treasure? What is this thing, don’t tell me it’s another bomb!”

Huang Yixiao stepped back two more paces to create some distance, fingers tightly pinching the wax pill: ”Bombs are only toys for madmen like Leizi. This is high-tech stuff—consume what’s inside here, and you’ll all die!”

”You eat it and we die? Oh, I get it, enhancement drug, right?”

Hearing this, Zhang Su guessed the gist of it. After all, there were people in their camp researching in this field too.