I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 996 - 993 Leaving Mo Jun Behind

Chapter 996: Chapter 993 Leaving Mo Jun Behind

Hearing this, Mo Jun stopped in his tracks and turned to face the mysterious figure, saying, "Then do you... have any better solutions?"

In addressing the man, Mo Jun actually used the respectful term "you," his tone not only respectful but also tinged with fear.

With a flick of his foot and a spin of his chair to face Mo Jun and his subordinates head-on, the man was wearing a coat covered in dried paint and his face was masked with a hood woven from the skin of different people’s faces; this person was Paint Man!

He stood up and glanced at Mo Jun’s five subordinates, three Level 4 New Humans and two Level 3 New Humans, not a bad lineup of strength at all.

He shook his head and said to Mo Jun, "I do not have any good methods, but I do know that the Peace Party won’t allow you to exist in Jiuge for too long. ’By the couch where you lie, others cannot sleep soundly’—you understand what I’m saying, don’t you? The Peace Party just needs an opportunity, a chance to make a move against you. The prohibition order is one thing, and now your men have killed someone—isn’t this a perfect opportunity? Do you think the Peace Party will let this chance slip? They will kill you all, including you, Mo Jun; you won’t survive either."

Mo Jun’s body shook and he didn’t dare meet Paint Man’s gaze. He knew the power of this man, a legendary Level 7 New Human. Just a few days ago, he had taken out Akam’s Cousin Adila—a Level 6 New Human—with just a flick of his finger. He could never forget that scene; to a Level 7 New Human, a Level 6 was nothing but an ant!

All he could do was force an awkward smile and plead with Paint Man in a hopeful tone, "Please... please help us. We in Shenluo are willing to pay whatever price necessary to satisfy your needs."

Mo Jun bent his body in an extremely humble posture, but Paint Man just let out his usual mad laughter, then mercilessly shattered the hope in Mo Jun’s heart with his words.

"Hahaha~ do you think I would confront another Level 7 New Human for the sake of your damn Shenluo Corporation? What can you give me?"

Mo Jun cursed inwardly, but he didn’t dare show the slightest dissent on his face. To him, this man was even more terrifying than Li Henian. If Li Henian was merely ruthless, this man was simply insane!

Before Mo Jun could respond, suddenly, the sound of intense gunfire erupted outside. Mo Jun’s first thought was that the Peace Party had made their move!

Just as he guessed, it wasn’t long before the door to Shenluo Corporation’s meeting room was pushed open, and a formally dressed member rushed in, urgently saying to Mo Jun, "Boss, it’s bad—the Peace Party has attacked!"

"So soon? The Peace Party really does hold grudges!"

Mo Jun was frantic internally, but Paint Man walked over to the window and looked down toward the conflict below. Shenluo Corporation’s armed forces had already mobilized, and fierce battle sounds were ceaseless in the combat zone.

He smiled, seemingly pleased that his prediction had come true, "Indeed very quick, I really don’t have time to fuss with these people."

Then, he turned to Mo Jun, "Gather a few of your stronger men, and let’s go."

"We’re escaping?"

Mo Jun felt a tinge of reluctance and hesitated before asking, while Paint Man’s face broke into an extremely exaggerated smile, "How could you call this escaping? It wouldn’t be so urgent normally, but your men messed up. Forget it, kill those five, then bring your people with me and leave Jiuge."

"Kill them." Mo Jun clenched his fists, feeling somewhat unable to go through with it. Just moments ago, he wanted to kill them as a gesture to the Peace Party, but if it was as Paint Man said, killing those five made no sense. And now that things had happened, would their deaths reverse the situation?

However, Paint Man showed him no sympathy, his expression quickly darkening, "What? Are you going to defy me?"

Paint Man’s words jolted Mo Jun, who shook his head vigorously. Where would he dare show any defiance against Paint Man, whose terror he had witnessed firsthand?

Paint Man tilted his head and said, "Well then, let’s go."

"Yes!"

Nodding his head, the former drug lord now seemed like an ordinary person, having connected with several of the senior executives of the Sheng Luo Corporation, he then followed Paint Man out of the conference room and headed downstairs.

However, compared to Mo Jun and his party’s tension, Paint Man walked as if at leisure, as if he did not belong to the same world.

Descending the stairs, the sound of gunfire in the distance grew louder and louder; it was unclear how the battle was going. Mo Jun had now refused any intelligence, as he was no longer able to grasp the fortunes of the Sheng Luo Corporation.

Paint Man looked around, calculated the direction closest to the corpse blockade wall, and said, "Let’s go that way."

"Where are we going from here?" Mo Jun asked.

"To China," Paint Man replied, looking towards the north of China with an unusually serious expression. No one knew what he was thinking. After a long silence, he finally strode forward, with the others closely following behind.

His indifference did not, however, make their plan proceed smoothly. As they exited the Sheng Luo Corporation building, a large group of winged zombie beasts appeared in the sky, each with soldiers clad in exoskeleton suits standing on their backs.

Paint Man narrowed his eyes at the sight.

"The Death Knight Corps of the Peace Party."

With a glance, he recognized what it was. The astonishing vision of a Level 7 New Human naturally allowed him to see a soldier on the back of a hovering zombie beast taking out a communicator and saying something.

Paint Man was not foolish; of course, he could guess that the soldier was reporting a situation, and the gazes of the other Death Knights were also on them. Clearly, they had been spotted.

"Take them down," he said.

Mo Jun nodded, his eyes signaling several of the strongmen beside him, and then he stretched his hand toward a car nearby. With immense strength, he could easily lift a car with one hand.

Mo Jun roared, and a truck was thrown from his hand, tracing a parabola in the air, and crashed directly towards the most densely gathered Death Knights.

The force of a Level 6 New Human was too great. In the midst of their eruption, the Death Knights in mid-air had not managed to react, and in a blink, several Death Knights and their zombie beasts were struck dizzy with stars in their eyes.

"Vice-chairman, Mo Jun is out. They are heading towards E-region," one of the soldiers reported.

"How many people?"

"Fourteen."

"Try to hold them off, notify the others to set up a blockade; we must keep Mo Jun here."

"Yes."

Disconnecting the communicator, the soldier nodded to his comrades and then pulled on the reins. Hundreds of zombie beasts roared and flapped their wings, diving towards Mo Jun and his group.