"Hey, move faster, I’m warning you one more time, whoever the hell dares to fall behind, if you’re a man, I won’t hesitate to shoot you in the balls; if you’re a woman, well, maybe I’ll let you enjoy it a bit, hahaha..."
The convoy of over ten vehicles was slowly heading south on the North Section of West Ring Road. They were mostly regular family cars, as the vehicles carrying supplies and cargo had already gone ahead.
Behind the convoy, over a hundred people staggered along, just like ancient prisoners being exiled to the frontier, in a pitiful state.
Their hands were bound to the rope tied around the ankles of the person in front. The rope between their ankles only allowed a foot’s length, making even walking difficult, let alone running. Even if they tried frantically to move their legs, it required cooperation from all sides, or else one falling would bring down others like dominoes...
In such a situation, forget about escape; even walking was an arduous task, extremely strenuous, with someone bound to trip if they weren’t careful.
The last vehicle was a battle-damaged Prado, with its trunk open. Leizi sat inside like a wedding convoy photographer, leaning comfortably while munching on sunflower seeds and supervising the captives, occasionally throwing in a few threats for good measure.
"Master Lei, we’ve gained quite a bounty this time, can we pick a girl to enjoy once we return?"
The driver, full of flattery, spoke to Leizi, clearly seeking favor.
"Of course! Heh, tui!"
Leizi spat towards the rear, leaning back and shaking his legs, "Don’t you know our boss? Enjoy whatever you like, he’s generous. Just speak up, and you can pick any of those young chicks!"
"Haha, I don’t want those young chicks, too bony, too boring. I want to pick from those full-grown mature women!"
"Oh?" Leizi, hearing this, turned his head and grinned wickedly, "Big Head, didn’t know you had such a unique taste, hahaha, I won’t compete with you then. Enjoy them as much as you like, they’ll drain you dry!"
"Don’t worry, Master Lei, I have ways to make the older sisters comply!"
Big Head flashed a confident smile.
"You rascal, come on, share your secret technique then..."
Leizi, now intrigued, no longer kept an eye on the captives, turning to Big Head to chat about women, occasionally bursting into wicked laughter.
In a vehicle ahead, Huang Yixiao drove with a heavy heart, his expression somewhat dazed, lost in thought.
"Master Xiao, I think..."
His subordinate beside him hesitated, his face reflecting inner conflict.
"Spit it out, what’s the matter?"
Interrupted from his thoughts, Huang Yixiao shifted in his seat.
"I have a bad feeling that Master Lei is getting crazier, and sooner or later he’ll get us all killed."
After much consideration, the subordinate voiced his concern.
Huang Yixiao sighed, "He is absolutely loyal to the boss. Others may risk their lives, but he genuinely doesn’t care for life. Saved the boss twice, earning his utmost trust; who’s gonna keep him in check in all that madness?"
"Sure, Master Lei is loyal to our camp, but fear arises when good intentions go awry... huh?"
Mid-sentence, the subordinate turned to glance in the rearview mirror, surprised: "Master Xiao, there’s a car behind!"
"What?"
Startled, Huang Yixiao quickly looked into the rearview mirror, indeed spotting a car shadow at the end of the road, and that car looked so familiar!
"The Apocalypse Corps have caught up, everyone, prepare for battle!"
"Huh!?"
Leizi, deep in conversation with Big Head about women, turned around upon hearing a car chase and indeed saw a speeding Explorer rapidly closing in, followed by a row of cars, far more imposing than their convoy...
In an instant, the vehicles stopped, the long line of captives also coming to a halt.
The people from Absolute Justice, though not truly righteous, had remarkable combat awareness. Upon receiving the news, they immediately stopped their vehicles and used them as cover, swiftly preparing to engage the enemy.
Whoosh, whoosh...
Over thirty vehicles led by the Explorer sped past the Apocalypse captives, a chill wind stirring their tattered clothes and hair, revealing covered eyes that suddenly glimmered with hope in their once-dull pupils.
"It’s the Commander!"
Someone suddenly exclaimed.
As if injecting excitement into everyone, the previously lethargic group exploded with energy!
"Lord, You must have heard my earnest prayers..."
"Thanks be to the Lord for Your ray of redemption lighting my path!"
A few devout devotees, moved to tears by the passing vehicles, continuously uttered prayers.
"Leader, come out and speak!"
The Explorer stopped, Yang Xinqi was first to jump out, full of vigor, loudly demanding those hiding behind the vehicles speak up.
He wasn’t aiming to overshadow Zhang Su but felt being the first to emerge was risky; as their former leader, he felt obligated, even in danger.
"Damn, how can the Apocalypse Corps have so many people, Ah Hao’s intel was way off!"
Behind the vehicle, Huang Yixiao murmured to his scarf-wearing subordinate, his face steely.
Initially seeing the Apocalypse Corps cars chasing them, he paid no mind, as their intel indicated Apocalypse Corps barely had around 130 people, with over 100 captives; even if all remaining were combatants, they were only about 20 people. But what was this scenario?
"Master Xiao, it’s not right, the guy wrapped in bullets is Liu Yao!"
The subordinate pointed across the car glass, expressing disbelief.
"Liu Yao from Little Eagle Association? How’s that possible..."
The twist nearly caught Huang Yixiao off guard; almost all of Qin City knew Apocalypse Corps and Little Eagle Association didn’t get along, Survivor Alliance intermediating with little success; how could they suddenly be fighting side by side!
"It’s indeed Little Eagle Association, Master Xiao, saw those guys before at Survivor Alliance, damn it, the Apocalypse Corps even joined forces with Little Eagle Association, and how come so many people came, damn!"
Another person spoke, exaggerated expression, panic evident, while about five or six dozen came pouring down from the vehicles, nearly three times their number, even a few holding guns, automatic rifles!
"Damn it, how come I feel... with so many people, it’s getting warmer!"
"You really shouldn’t say, I almost felt a warm breeze earlier, did you feel it?"
The people from Absolute Justice were utterly bewildered by the unfolding scenario.
Before Absolute Justice could deliberate an outcome, Yang Xinqi impatiently fired three shots into the sky, seemingly ready to make a dramatic move.
"Three seconds, come out and speak, or..."
"Or what?"
Before finishing the sentence, a man tilted his head and jumped out from between two vehicles.
Seeing the appearance of the newcomer, Zhang Su’s pupils contracted sharply, instantly overturning all the information previously gathered.
The newcomer spread his coat open, revealing his body wrapped in seven or eight large dynamite sticks, hands clutching a grenade; others might miss the detail, but Zhang Su noticed his fingers tightly gripping the safety pin. Even a headshot wouldn’t prevent him from pulling the pin!
This was a walking bomb!
"Damn it, what kind of Absolute Justice is this, call it Absolute Madness instead!"
Zhao Dezhu upon seeing the newcomer involuntarily stepped back, further strengthening his view of Absolute Justice as a group of maniacs.