"Grandfather!!"
A girl screamed her heart out, her down jacket torn, the lightweight down feathers drifting like her life, uncertain of where they would land.
She desperately threw herself over the old man who had been shot, glaring furiously at the man with the gun, "You’re not human, you killed my grandfather... I’m going to fight you to the death!"
Slap...
Before the girl could even stand up straight, a slap landed on her, sending her spinning in place before she once again fell to the ground.
"You little bitch, I see you’re still fresh, so I’ll keep you to amuse the boss, but if you’re not obedient, our boss won’t like you, and then killing you won’t be a problem!"
The man in the dark blue down jacket stepped on the girl’s back and bent down to grab her hair, lifting her head with a voice full of indifference.
Outside the large SUV dealership hall, more than a dozen men wielding various weapons were forcing people from the car park into the dealership. Most had bruised faces, some walking with difficulty, needing support, evidence of a prior beating.
If there were only these dozen people here, the Apocalypse Corps wouldn’t have fallen so quickly. Elsewhere, over a dozen others were busy searching and raiding. Altogether, there were over thirty men!
Yang Xinqi took twenty knights from the Apocalypse Corps, and previously assigned five to accompany Wu Baokang on a reconnaissance task, which left the already lacking Apocalypse Corps completely vulnerable...
"Master Huang, Jiajia knows she’s wrong, stop hitting her, she can’t take it anymore!"
A middle-aged woman in her fifties rushed to the girl’s side, holding onto the leg stepping on her, pleading bitterly.
"Hahaha, Old Huang, this old thing took a liking to you, taking advantage of you!"
A man holding a pistol laughed unrestrainedly from the side.
"You old hag, don’t you dare touch me!"
The man with the surname Huang, feeling mocked, lifted his foot sharply and kicked the middle-aged woman hard in the chest.
Thud.
"Ouch..."
The woman was kicked two or three meters away, rolling backward, lying skewed on the ground, clutching her chest and unable to move for a long time.
Passersby around showed fear on their faces, none daring to help, afraid of sharing the same fate as the woman.
But the girl saved by the woman was not ungrateful. This time, she said nothing, biting her teeth to quickly climb up from the ground, rushing to the woman’s side, gently supporting and comforting her, eyes fixed on the ground.
It’s not that she dared not look at the man with the surname Huang, but that she feared her own fierce gaze being noticed, which would spell disaster for her. She could think of this, but couldn’t hide her emotions.
The seed of hatred buried in her heart, just waiting for the water of opportunity to help it sprout.
"Hurry up and gather over there, dawdle any longer, and you’ll all be sent off!"
The man with the surname Huang didn’t make things difficult for the two any longer because the people of the Apocalypse Corps were basically all there, and it was time to carry out the next step, with no time to waste!
"Believe in Brother Su, gain eternal life? Hahaha..."
The man holding the pistol swaggered into the large SUV dealership, walking to the cross in the center, looking at the six bold red characters on the wall, and burst into laughter.
"No need to guess, I know for sure, that must have been written by your dumb leader Yang Xinqi, hey, do you believe in Brother Su? Does the old man lying on the ground outside believe in Brother Su? A bunch of idiots, hahaha!"
The man laughed wantonly, stepping forward to yank the cross down, which was just made of two wooden sticks and not firm at all, breaking it with a snap...
"You claim Absolute Justice, but is trampling on others’ beliefs also an action of justice?"
An elderly man in his sixties trembled in his wrinkled skin, not originally a follower of Brother Su, but after joining the Apocalypse Corps and coming into contact with Brother Su’s teachings, found some inner peace and gradually developed a belief, saddened now seeing the totem of belief trampled upon.
The people around who were already silent with fear were even more terrified after hearing the old man’s words, shrinking further down in fear of attracting attention and becoming victims themselves, as Brother Su’s blessings had not yet descended while bullets would rain first!
"Right, the old man is correct, we are Absolute Justice, and this behavior is a bit inappropriate. Xiaohu, help nail the cross back up, then let the old chap carry it and tie him to the pickup as a totem, that would be perfect, wherever you go, your faith follows, hahaha, brilliant!"
The man’s excitement was palpably excessive, convinced his plan was brilliant.
"I won’t waste any more words with you, now, everyone listen to orders, kneel down, hands raised! From today, there is no more Apocalypse Corps in Qin City, you are all slaves of Absolute Justice now, come on, brothers, tie them all up and bring these cattle and horses back for work!"
Most of the hundred or so people knelt down in shame and fury, but facing the wolf-like fighters of Absolute Justice, they had no power to resist. If they fought, they would die meaninglessly!
Thud, thud...
The elderly struggled to kneel, while stubborn children who refused to submit were forcibly held down by adults to obey the command; under the eaves of power, one must bow their head, and now was not a time for stubbornness; it would lead to death!
At this moment, suddenly, someone jumped up, shouting loudly, "Don’t catch me, I’m not with the Apocalypse Corps, I’m from the Little Eagle Association, so don’t catch me!"
People kneeling around looked incredulously at the shouting man.
"Cao Duoliang, you..."
"Heavens, what have we, the Apocalypse Corps, done to deserve this..."
"Fatty Cao, even Director Yang trusted you, you beast!"
Cao Duoliang, about sixty years old, born during a special three-year period, his name bearing distinct characteristics and reflecting the people’s goodwill at the time. He wasn’t actually fat, only his face had more flesh, but his body was quite sturdy.
Hearing the angry glares from his companions, Cao Duoliang felt internally conflicted, but if he stayed silent, he felt he would be done for...
"Hahaha!"
The man’s signature laugh rang out again as he arrogantly approached Cao Duoliang, tapping his face with the pistol, "Out of so many people, you’re the only fatty, claiming you’re a spy, I’d believe it. You Apocalypse Corps are so loose, it’s not scary to tell you, there’s an Absolute Justice mole among you!"
"Ah?"
"This..."
"So that was it, so that was it..."
With this revelation, the people in the large SUV dealership realized why Absolute Justice had such perfect timing, it turned out someone had leaked the information.
"No need for such shock, I dared to tell you, without worry of you discovering, heh, a bunch of idiots! Hey, you, just now mentioned the Little Eagle Association, sounds familiar, their boss is Liu Dapao, right?"
"Yes, yes, Liu Yao is the leader of the Little Eagle Association, sir, we at the Little Eagle Association also don’t get along with Apocalypse Corps, as they say, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, speaking of which, the Little Eagle Association and Absolute Justice should be friends!"
"Don’t get all familiar with me!"
Slap.
The gunman slapped Cao Duoliang without warning.
Cao Duoliang covered his face, not daring to utter a sound, accompanied by a wry smile. His only lifeline was his connection to the Little Eagle Association; he couldn’t predict what the others planned to do.
"Leizi!"
The man with the surname Huang suddenly spoke from behind, walking up beside Leizi, whispering, "This guy isn’t wrong, the Little Eagle Association indeed doesn’t have a good relationship with the Apocalypse Corps. I’ve seen Liu Yao at the Survivor Alliance, that guy’s missing a screw, like a madman, we should not mess with the Little Eagle Association for now!"
Leizi frowned in dissatisfaction, pulled out a cigarette box, shook out two, handed one to the man with the surname Huang, and after lighting one, took a deep drag, "But we can’t just take his word for it, what if it’s a trick, won’t we look like fools? It wouldn’t be good if it got out!"
"I can prove it, sirs, I can prove I’m from the Little Eagle Association, give me a chance, please!"
Cao Duoliang stood aside, covering his face, his ears perked up as sharp as possible, ready to catch any important pieces of conversation, adept at being a spy, knowing when to listen in.