The death of his companion had a huge psychological impact on Little Duck. He had heard before that the Apocalypse Corps generally did not kill people, but seeing it today, pure nonsense!
"So are you going to confess now, or go see God with that guy?"
Yang Xinqi pressed on, holding a long dagger against Little Duck’s neck.
"I’ll talk, I’ll say everything, just don’t kill me, please, I can lead the way for you."
Little Duck felt the icy touch on his neck, and a burst of warmth came from his crotch, the threat of death made him truly wet his pants.
"To think that guys from the same camp, even assigned to execute tasks together, can have such contrasting personalities, how is this possible..."
Zhang Su and his group walked towards Yang Xinqi, seeing the yellow liquid spreading beneath Little Duck’s crotch, Zhao Dezhu couldn’t help but marvel.
Liu Yao shook his head with a strange expression: "This should be the normal reaction, right..."
"Exactly." Zhang Su nodded and said, "Faced with death, yielding and admitting defeat should be the norm, that kind of previous behavior is..."
"Psycho behavior!"
Before Zhang Su finished his sentence, Zhao Dezhu grumbled, thinking he could get some information, but ended up with nothing, leaving him frustrated.
"Brother Zhuzi, I think you’ve been softened by Sister Qing’s tender care, thawing your Fish Slaughterer’s cold heart, hahaha."
Wang Xin mercilessly mocked Zhao Dezhu.
"You were silent just now, now it’s just funny to you!"
Zhao Dezhu unhappily glared at Wang Xin.
"Brother Su said nothing could be extracted, I wasn’t wasting my effort, hehehe. If you ask me, giving him a quick end would be just fine!"
"Zhuzi, you can’t say you didn’t contribute, that final move scared the guy enough to spill the beans."
In just forty or fifty meters, observing Little Duck’s mouth firing off like a machine gun, it’s estimated he said everything he knew.
"Speak, what do you plan to do with a truckload of zombies?"
"That truck of zombies was recently conjured up by our leader on a whim, to be a symbol of Absolute Justice. Wherever our Absolute Justice has occupied, we’d leave a hundred zombies marked with a cross on their foreheads..."
"Why are all of you in Absolute Justice such psychos, is there any normal person amongst you?"
Zhang Su walked closer, asking in disbelief, wondering how anyone had time to come up with such bullshit symbols.
"Me, my bosses, I’m just a purely normal person, please spare me, I can lead you to rescue the brothers of the Apocalypse Corps, okay?"
Little Duck knelt on the ground, hands clasped together in prayer.
Zhang Su stepped forward, thoughtfully asking: "I believe you’re normal, but why do we need you to lead us in rescue, is there a reason?"
"Because, because I... I know the way, there are traps on West Ring Road, with me leading the way you won’t fall into it, ensuring all bosses can safely bring the brothers back. Let’s head out now, we can catch up with the main force within ten minutes, the brothers of the Apocalypse Corps are on foot, not that fast!"
Little Duck’s eyes spun rapidly, confidently volunteering, oblivious to the holes in his words.
"Seems like you’re quite useful."
Zhang Su smacked his lips, suddenly thinking of something, and asked: "Earlier, I heard from Cao Duoliang who you released, that you killed several brothers from the Motor Park, where are their bodies?"
Arriving at the Motor Park, bloodstains were visible on the ground but no corpses.
Upon hearing this question, Little Duck’s face appeared shriveled, stammering: "The bodies were, taken away..."
"You damn... why’d you take the bodies away?"
Yang Xinqi felt anger rising, grabbing Little Duck’s collar, asking.
Little Duck hurriedly explained: "This, wasn’t my idea, it was our boss Ding Wei’s orders, that any enemy eliminated outside, oh no, survivors, must have their bodies brought back, then... buried, yes, properly buried!"
"Buried? Would you actually be that kind-hearted?"
Yang Xinqi didn’t believe this nonsense, raised a hand then slapped hard, considering their psychotic mindset, it’s hard to imagine a good end for his brothers’ bodies.
Slap.
The loud slap drew blood from the corner of Little Duck’s mouth.
"Bosses, please let me lead you to save people quickly, to avoid wasting time!"
Little Duck desperately pleaded.
"Indeed, rescuing is more important, Old Yang, put him down."
Zhang Su walked to Yang Xinqi, patting his shoulder.
"Yes, yes, put me down... argh!"
However, just as Little Duck’s face was showing relief, a flash of light passed before his eyes, a sudden tightness in his heart, looking down to see a rough steel rod piercing straight into his chest.
"Why, why? Not to... spared..."
Little Duck’s face hadn’t yet lost his lucky expression, but unwillingness rose in his eyes. They clearly said spare him, wait, maybe it was to put him down...
"You killed my brothers, don’t you need to pay with your life? Don’t rush on the Path to the Underworld, more people of Absolute Justice will accompany you down there!"
Thunk!
Saying this, Zhang Su kicked Little Duck’s shoulder, yanking out the steel rod, followed by a stream of blood arrows...
Faces of fifty-some around showed a hint of excitement, following such a boss was truly exhilarating, every move showed decisiveness, impeccable!
Thud...
As the steel rod withdrew from his heart, all strength was drained from Little Duck by the cold, staring with wide eyes, dying with regrets.
"Did you feel it too?"
Ju Mumio walked to Zhang Su’s side, whispering like a mosquito, eyes filled with envy.
Zhang Su casually wiped the steel rod on Little Duck’s body, wondering: "Feel what?"
Ju Mumio’s face lost its envy, looking at Little Duck on the ground: "He was full of deceit, had a cunning plan."
"Oh... that, I just saw it, not used Ju Clan Secret Technique..."
Zhang Su helplessly laughed, the Secret Technique training was hardly progressing, he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d have to train to be like Ju Mumio.
"Brother Su, what this guy said doesn’t differ much from Cao Duoliang’s info, Absolute Justice’s weapons are indeed limited, what do you think?"
Yang Xinqi, learning his brothers were only taken away, immediately felt better. As long as they weren’t dead, everything could be remedied.
"What’s there to say, of course we’re going to rescue them, not gifting them to Absolute Justice! Though this guy is smooth-tongued, we can’t believe everything he says, we have to be prepared!"
No need for Yang Xinqi’s urging, Zhang Su wouldn’t let it rest either, this was crucial for his mission challenge, but he still hadn’t figured it all out, frowning as he looked around: "Old Yang, aren’t you setting up lookouts? Were all the brothers captured?"
"Lookouts... um, we do have them..."
Talking about the lookout posts, Yang Xinqi stammered, then pointed to the northeast and southeast corners of the Motor Park, saying: "Brothers were arranged to keep watch there, keeping an eye on the main road."
Puff...
Liu Yao couldn’t hold back a laugh, feeling the atmosphere turn wrong, immediately coughed and walked to the side.
Zhang Su speechlessly looked at the awkward Yang Xinqi: "Not to criticize... Old Yang, do you really believe God will come help you? From the placed lookouts here to over there, barely a distance of three or four hundred meters. How far could they even see, are you kidding me?"
Initially, Zhang Su thought there might be more survivors of the Apocalypse Corps hiding somewhere, ready to call them along to avoid anything being overlooked. Now, it definitely seemed like the whole lot was captured.
"From now on... these should be moved further out."
Yang Xinqi humbly accepted the criticism.
"Let’s go, let’s move, I’m really convinced!"
Zhang Su gestured to the crowd, leaving the container truck holding the zombies untouched in the Motor Park, everyone boarded the vehicles they came with, and drove out of the Motor Park.