novelzi Chapter 198 Speak, how do you wish to die?
Chapter 198 Speak, how do you wish to die?
To be safe, Lu Yong still took the pistol his brother-in-law had given him and, after pushing the car door open and jumping out, he cautiously approached the pickup truck.
He first peeked into the cab, but didn't see anyone lying inside.
Just then, he seemed to hear some noise beside him.
"Mmm mmm..."
"Rustle rustle..."
It sounded like a muffled hum of someone with their mouth covered, accompanied by the subtle noise of clothing friction.
Lu Yong seemed to suddenly think of something and quickly looked into the back of the truck.
Indeed, three pairs of eyes pleading for help entered his view.
The person in the middle was the one with the pockmarked face.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yong was immediately shocked and hastily called out behind him, "Brother-in-law, come quickly! We've found them!"
Rip.
The tape was ripped from their mouths fiercely, causing the three of them to grit their teeth and grimace in pain.
But before Chen Xiaoyong and Lu Yong could ask what exactly had happened to them, a piercing car horn suddenly sounded from behind.
The two immediately turned their heads and saw that several cars had stopped on the road they had taken to get there without their noticing.
The source of the noise was the black SUV in the front.
The modified body of the car had a visually striking effect.
It also indicated its identity.
"Young Master Zhang?"
"How could he be here?"
Chen Xiaoyong still didn't know Zhang Ye's name up to this point.
No matter how much he inquired, the two who stayed in the Ecological Park and their employees kept their mouths shut, only saying that his identity was extremely important within the company.
But hadn't he already gone back? How could he appear here?
Chen Xiaoyong subconsciously looked towards the pockmarked-faced man and the others in the truck, who had yet to be untied.
He suddenly understood something.@@@@
"Brother Yong, let's go!"
"Hurry, get out of here!"
The pockmarked-faced man's body was covered in bruises, with one eye swollen like a peach, reduced to a mere slit.
Having just broken free from the ropes and not even bothering about the pain over his body, he immediately jumped down from the truck and urged Chen Xiaoyong to leave quickly.
Unfortunately, it was all too late.
A squad of fully armed Hunters had already jumped down from their vehicles.
While the two were busy untying the pockmarked face and the others, these people had already closed in on them.
The leader was a woman.
It was she who had captured the guards at the bridgehead, the pockmarked-faced man among them, and tied them up.
This time, the eradication operation had indeed failed.
But was Peng Yue having a good time?
Although I don't know how he managed to avoid the horde of corpses, when my men blocked the fleet in that storage area and went at them hard, we killed at least seven or eight people.
Plus those who died in the mouths of the zombies earlier, that's at least a dozen or so.
That was already one third of the casualties.
It's just that compared to our nearly annihilated outcome, it was dozens of times better, but still no match for the company.
Most importantly, the weapons these people used were clearly supplied by the company.
Naturally, ammunition supplies also depended on the company.
Under such circumstances, even if Peng Yue wanted to turn against the company, he'd have to seriously consider the consequences of cutting off all ammunition and supplies for the fleet.
"And do you think they still have a chance to find out?"
No sooner had Zhang Ye finished speaking than the pock-marked face who had just gotten off the truck suddenly yelled and charged at us, swinging the shovel he had found in the pickup's cabin.
But he hadn't run far when Gao Feng shot him in the back of the knee.
The large-caliber rifle bullet was no joke.
The knee was blown apart.
The half-severed shin, like the burst of a firecracker, flew into the bushes nearby, quickly attracting a large swarm of crimson ants that began to nibble on it.
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"Aaah!"
The excruciating pain in his leg sent the pock-marked face plummeting to the ground.
The muscles in his face twisted.
Zhang Ye glanced at the shovel that had fallen in front of him, smiled, and bent down to pick it up.
"I was actually thinking of sparing your life."
"It seems I was being overly optimistic."
Seeing this, Chen Xiaoyong instinctively tried to intervene, yet the word "wait" had barely left his lips when the shovel had already brutally crashed down on the pock-marked face's head.
Once, twice, thrice.
Crisp sounds echoed in everyone's ears.
The pock-marked face, who had just attempted to raise his arms to block, had completely slumped, and the whole person had become as still as a corpse.
The bloodied, mangled corpse made everyone present subconsciously feel a sense of palpitations.
Especially the people from the Hunter Squad, who once respected Zhang Ye, now had added a blood-drenched fear to that respect. Before this, many had thought of Zhang Ye as just a young boss with a relatively amiable attitude.
Zhang Ye had indeed done it on purpose.
And the effect of his actions was clearly achieved.
After wiping the fine sweat from his forehead and carelessly throwing the shovel on the ground, he finally looked again at Chen Xiaoyong and Lu Yong, who were also showing fear on their faces.
"So, how do you want to die?"
"Out of respect for our past, I can give you a death of your own choosing."