I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

1188 The Gunshots in the Subway

In a dimly lit basement of Pingan Street, Greyhound’s hands ​​left the keyboard as he breathed out a sigh of relief.

After more than ten hours of intense battle, he was on the verge of collapsing, and his clothes were already soaked in sweat.

Breaking into the security system of the Pan-Asia Cooperation Building was not an easy task. It was difficult even today when there had been no security personnel for over 30 years.

Just then, he heard the voice of his old boss.

“Brother, thank you.”

“No need, I can only do so much… In short, Luo, good luck.”

“Mhmm.”

The communication was cut off and Old Luo came out of the shadows.

Orange-red flames sparkled from the burning rods.

In front of him was a group of men in black suits with automatic rifles in their hands. And the one surrounded by those men was one of his targets.

Wan Peng, Manager Wan!

“Who is it!”

“Who is it?” At the edge of the light, Old Luo laughed and looked at Wan Peng with a sneer. “You’ve been looking for me for so long and now you don’t know me?”

Wan Peng’s expression changed. He took two steps back, gestured to his subordinates, then he said with menace.

“Get rid of him.”

Gunshots sounded at the same time!

“Dadada—”

Fourteen guns spewed out bullets simultaneously and created a bright web of fire in the dark tunnel.

However, Old Luo just smiled. The moment the bullets appeared, high-pressure nitrogen gas spewed out and formed a gas wall in front of him.

The bullets looked like they were in water. They rolled to the side in the shield made of high-pressure nitrogen and didn’t even touch his clothes.

Wan Peng’s pupils narrowed.

When a Man in Black saw the scene, he immediately pulled out a grenade from his waist and tossed it in Old Luo’s direction.

Old Luo was unphased as he watched the grenade that was flying towards him,

The scalpel-like dagger fell into his hand from his sleeve. He disappeared, then reappeared again. Before the grenade exploded, he had already disappeared from his original position.

The moment he disappeared, Lu Sen’s pupil suddenly shrank. He felt an ominous sign as he hurriedly raised his rifle.

DING!!!

Almost at the same time, his hands felt an immense force that made his wrists numb.

The slender dagger penetrated the side of the rifle and even cut off the metal muzzle!

And then, the other Men in Black were not so lucky.

Just listening to the muffled growl, the four men standing next to him fell backward. There was a dagger slit on their suits and bright blood flowers began blooming.

“Back! Back! Defensive formation!”

Lu Sen roared while throwing away the broken rifle and pulling out his pistol.

After making sure Manager Wan was behind them, the Men in Black used their firepower to suppress the lightning speed Old Luo who rushed forward as they moved back.

But it was obvious the bullets were not effective.

In just two breaths of time, Old Luo closed the ten meters distance. Then two silver rays flickered and without being able to scream, two more fell.

“AHH!!!”

The silver ray appeared, and another Man in Black fell down as he held his throat.

Lu Sen’s scalp felt numb as he watched his men who died one after another,

He was too fast!

No, this speed was unhuman!

CLANK—

The sound of bullets being stuck.

The gunshots suddenly stopped, and the terrifying silence lingered between the remaining three.

The smoke of the muzzle dissipated, and a drop of cold sweat rolled down Lu Sen’s forehead as he slightly retreated half a step.

His struggle could be seen in his eyes.

Do I… Do I have to use that move?

Against the last pistol, Old Luo stopped stepping forward. His emotionless eyes scanned Lu Sen holding the pistol and stopped on Wan Peng. He then revealed a sly expression.

“Is that all your men have got? And you want the treasure of Pan-Asia Cooperation?”

Wan Peng unclenched his fists and looked directly at Old Luo. He was calmer as he responded.

“How did you get in here?”

“Do you still have time to care about this?” Old Luo raised an eyebrow and said with a sneer. “There is more than one entrance to the escape route. You, an ordinary person, could enter. How can a former Pan-Asia Cooperation Intelligence Agency personnel not get in?”

“I see,” Wan Peng nodded and looked at him. “But I still don’t understand one point.”

“Oh?”

“Why are you guys, always so annoying?” Wan Peng closed his eyes, squeezed this sentence from his teeth, and his voice was filled with irresistible hatred, “We are the ones that established order on this wasteland. We are the ones who saved the survivors who were struggling in the ruins, but you! You’re just cowards who escaped from your mistakes! Why are you interfering with our choice!”

Gazing at the cursing Wan Peng, Old Luo said emotionlessly.

“An order is an order. There is nothing to explain. After 50 years, Line 0 will naturally open. It will reproduce the glory of Pan-Asia on this wasteland. That is the decision of the Pan-Asia Parliament. You don’t understand so just obey.”

“Then you understand?” Wan Peng stared at him.

“I don’t understand,” Old Luo shook his head. “There is no need to understand.”

Because an order was an order.

Obedience was the duty of the soldier.

Wan Peng was silent.

After a while, he took a deep breath and lowered his voice.

“Lu Sen.”

“…Roger, boss.”

Lu Sen responded with a grimace, and all the fear in his eyes disappeared.

Dropping the pistol in his hand, his hands jerked forward.

In an instant, his pupils turned into a crimson red.

All his veins popped up, his bones cracked, and his muscles swelled at an incredible speed.

“FEV virus?” Old Luo seemed to be intrigued by the changes of Lu Sen “I didn’t expect that today, twenty years later, there is someone who can control the FEV virus. To be honest, you surprised me.”

Lu Sen’s expression was vicious as he pumped his fists together. Cruelly, he said.

“You will be even more surprised!”

Suddenly, from his neck, a layer of darkness gradually covered his whole body…

…

A sea of bones formed under the giant wall.

The zombie’s body formed a diagonal slope under the protective wall.

The fire reflected countless distorted faces, and the soldiers standing on the protective wall desperately held onto the machineguns while they shot at the zombies rushing up. However, these zombies were like ants, impossible to completely eliminate.

“The wall can’t hold any longer! Where are the reinforcements? What? Two hundred riflemen are on the way. FU*K, where is our power armors? What? Not here? FU*K…” As he ended the communication, Song Chenyu anxiously looked at the battlefield under the giant wall with a hazy expression on his face.

The reinforcements of the NAC did not arrive, and the officials of Survivors Alliance went missing. Now the power armors of the militia group had also disappeared.

To save this mess, they could only rely on themselves.

However, they still had more than six hours until dawn.

His fists clenched, loosened, and clenched again…

He slammed his fist on the wall, pulled the intercom system, and shouted.

“DUMP THE FUEL! BURNNN!”