I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 418 - 129 This is What a Child Looks Like When Not Hungry_6

Chapter 418: Chapter 129 This is What a Child Looks Like When Not Hungry_6

"Okay, let’s go." Ma Yilong waved his hand and then took back the machete from Wang Wei, just as Wang Wei was about to follow and leave.

Puchi!

The sound of flesh being pierced.

Wang Wei looked down at his abdomen where the machete had stabbed into his body.

Puchi.

Ma Yilong pulled out the knife, the blade changing from white to red.

Clutching his abdomen, Wang Wei stared in disbelief at Ma Yilong. He truly hadn’t expected this turn of events; he had brought them here, betraying his former teammates, and now he was meeting such an end.

The old man, seeing Wang Wei fall, felt a sense of satisfaction. This was the fitting end for a traitor and collaborator.

Ma Yilong, wiping the blood off the blade, said indifferently, "You’re of no use, weak and frail, not even qualified to be my subordinate. Moreover, you’re a traitor. The old expert watches you every day, feeling uneasy. At your age, if one day you enrage him to the point of an incident, it would be our loss."

His reasoning was sound and flawless.

The surrounding subordinates nodded in agreement; the boss was right, there was no fault in his words.

Outside the bunker.

A subordinate whispered, "Boss, should we quietly take care of them?"

Ma Yilong laughed, "No need, it’s unnecessary. Wouldn’t it be more thrilling to rob them a second time? There aren’t any good shelters around here; these people have no choice but to stay here. We’ll wait about ten days or half a month and then attack again. Wouldn’t that be more exciting? We must understand the business, as the saying goes, ’watching and waiting for dividends’. We are waiting to take over the shelter again."

"Brilliant, just brilliant. We have to look up to the boss." The subordinate flattered.

Shortly after they left.

A truck returned.

Tang Pengfei said, "We’re here; this is our shelter. I’ll brew a cup of tea for you to try in a moment. We couldn’t afford tea leaves before, but now that we collect supplies, we can find those teas we couldn’t afford before. The taste is really..."

As he spoke, Tang Pengfei’s expression suddenly changed.

"This is bad."

Seeing his expression, Lin Fan knew something had happened here and sniffed the air, "There’s a smell of blood, coming from inside."

Having said that,

he leaped down, transforming into a blur as he rushed into the bunker, in case there were zombies wreaking havoc inside.

Tang Pengfei and the others hurriedly got out of the truck and ran inside. An open door meant trouble—nobody leaves a door open. When they reached inside, they saw Lin Fan standing there.

The children were huddled together, crying.

They also saw Wang Wei lying on the ground, blood flowing from his abdomen.

"Old Zhou, what on earth happened?" Tang Pengfei quickly asked.

Liu Mingzhu was comforting the crying children.

Others were attending to the injured.

Old Zhou struggled to say, "It was Wang Wei. Wang Wei led people to take over our place. He was abandoned and stabbed. Dr. Xu and the women were taken."

Tang Pengfei’s face turned pale, not expecting such a thing to happen while they were gone. The others were alright, but the abducted were all women; he didn’t need to think to know what the group of survivors was thinking.

"Wang Wei, where were they taken?" Tang Pengfei asked urgently, seeing that Wang Wei was still breathing.

Wang Wei’s eyes gradually lost their spirit, "In that building along the harbor road, can you forgive me?"

"Forgive your mom." The usually shy Tang Pengfei cursed angrily, then ignored Wang Wei and went straight to gather tools to rescue the people.

Wang Wei, knowing he couldn’t be forgiven, slowly closed his eyes until he passed away.

Liu Mingzhu said, "Pengfei, calm down. Being impulsive won’t solve anything now. We know nothing about that group’s situation. Rushing over impulsively is just looking for death."

At that moment.

Lin Fan said, "No, you help them to the truck, I’ll go with you to the Harbor Road. Encountering such an incident, as an enthusiastic citizen, I absolutely cannot sit idly by. Moreover, you can rest assured, I am very strong, terrifyingly strong."

Right.

Tang Pengfei remembered the events that had just unfolded, including the scenes he had witnessed.

"Brother Lin, please help us."

Lin Fan smiled, "No problem."

The male survivor who had been brutally beaten by Ma Yilong looked at Lin Fan with confusion, not knowing the background of this young man carrying the ’Frost of Sorrow’ and why Pengfei trusted him so much.

Thinking about the earlier situation, that guy was indeed very strong, his abilities seemed to exceed those of an ordinary person.

Can he really handle it?

Lin Fan looked at the deceased Wang Wei, finding it hard to pass judgment on this survivor with words. Everyone wants to live, but his survival relied on the lives of other survivors.

A life sustained by betrayal is not praiseworthy.

Could there be traitors in the Sunshine District?

He thought it unlikely, for a simple reason: because he was very strong. When one is strong, there won’t be any betrayal, and he believed they wouldn’t do such a thing.

At this moment.

In a building along Harbor Road.

A group of underlings were whispering amongst themselves.

"These girls are generally not very pretty, without makeup, they are barely fours, with makeup, at most a five. I brought back some cosmetics last time, I definitely need to make them use it."

"What do you mean by ’fours’?"

"Just like the ones you just saw."

"Oh, so just plain looking then."

"Exactly."

"This time we really hit the jackpot, snagged a bunch of supplies and seven girls, enough to last us a while. Man... the apocalypse is awesome, you can do whatever you want, following a boss like that, the feeling is truly exhilarating."

"Heh heh."

The group of underlings laughed sleazily.

Expert Xu stood there, with a group of female survivors behind her, who were fearfully looking around at the group of men resembling hungry wolves, feeling an unsettling gaze from them.

As if very greedy.

Ma Yilong stood up, bare-chested, his coffee-colored muscles glistening as if oiled, imposing a strong sense of oppression and unease.

"Welcome everyone to my shelter, from now on, I’ll be managing everyone here."

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Ma Yilong, skilled in crushing granite barehanded. See that corpse? Just because he wouldn’t tell me where you were, I got so angry that I punched right through his abdomen to vent my anger."

"Now... I’m still very angry."

Ma Yilong looked at the seven female survivors, scanning each one, finally his gaze landed on one woman.

"It’s you."

The female survivor he pointed at shrank back in fear.

The underlings around were quite puzzled, their boss’s taste was not great, not picking the prettiest one.

But they quickly understood.

The boss was still the boss.

Looks didn’t matter that much.

This woman’s figure was one that wouldn’t starve a child.