DipNovel Chapter 82 There's still a long way to go, how can we not save up some money?
Chapter 82 There's still a long way to go, how can we not save up some money?
The Black Snake Gang's headquarters, a building constructed from discarded corrugated iron sheets.
A wire fence was strung up on the wall, and several shirtless thugs with black snake tattoos were squatting at the entrance playing cards, smoking cigarettes.
At their feet, several emaciated wolfhounds were chained up, barking wildly at the passing survivors.
This is the only way to reach the depths of the camp, and everyone who passes by will be skinned alive by them.
"Woof! Woof woof!"
The wolfhound suddenly tucked its tail between its legs, whimpered, and retreated back into its kennel.
A series of steady footsteps came from the end of the road.
Several thugs looked up and impatiently spat out the cigarette butts from their mouths.
"Damn it, who's the blind fool..."
Before he finished speaking, their eyes widened.
Three young men were walking side by side.
The young man in the middle was ordinary, nothing special.
The one on the left is as strong as a bear; he doesn't look like someone to mess with.
But everyone's attention was instantly drawn to the woman on the right.
The tight-fitting special operations uniform outlined her breathtaking curves, her high ponytail and cold, beautiful face, set against the backdrop of the military uniform, exuded a sense of restrained desire that ignited a desire to conquer.
"Wow! This is definitely a top-quality Baihu!"
The leader, a blond thug, whistled, threw down his cards, and led a few others to sway forward.
"Beautiful commander? Are you lost? Would you like me to show you the way...?"
Before the blond-haired man could finish speaking, a hand was already poised to be placed on her shoulder.
No nonsense.
There were no warning signs whatsoever.
"Snap!"
The sound of bones breaking was as crisp as a withered branch snapping.
The yellow-haired man's scream was still stuck in his throat when he was sent flying like a rag doll, crashing hard into the iron gate and causing the heavy iron gate to collapse!
"Boom—!"
Smoke and dust rose everywhere.
Lu Sheng withdrew his hand, not even glancing at the blond-haired man whose fate was unknown.
He looked up at the Black Snake gang members who had been startled by the loud noise and rushed out with weapons from the depths of the repair shop, his expression eerily calm.
"Major Qin, Major Lin."
Lu Sheng's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unquestionable tone of command.
"Inside, no matter who it is..."
"Leave no one alive."
Qin Yue and Lin Hu exchanged a glance, and at the same time saw a burning flame in each other's eyes.
"receive!"
next second.
Lightning and arrows erupted simultaneously!
......
This day is destined to be recorded in the annals of Zijinshan Camp.
Or rather, it was the day the survivors' nightmare ended.
The afternoon sun scorched the earth mercilessly, and the air was filled with a nauseating stench of blood. But this smell did not frighten the survivors; instead, it gave their already numb nerves an almost pathological excitement.
"boom--!!!"
The main gate of the Tiger Hall, at this moment, was like a fragile biscuit, kicked away from the outside and embedded hard in the wall in the center of the hall.
As the smoke and dust cleared, three figures appeared against the light.
"Who goes there?! How dare you trespass into my Tiger Hall!"
The leader of the Fierce Tiger Hall, a level 5 Spirit Source user with an obese build and a face full of scars, was drinking with two disheveled women.
He flew into a rage, still clutching a half-eaten roast chicken, his fierce aura just beginning to erupt!
"Pfft!"
A glint of cold light, like a shooting star chasing the moon.
Before the hall master could even see how the other party made their move, a bloody hole, both front and back, appeared between his eyebrows.
His eyes widened, the roast chicken in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, and his body fell straight backward.
Sold out instantly.
Clean and neat.
Lu Sheng withdrew the Dragon Devouring Spear without even glancing at the corpse. His gaze swept past the chaotic crowd and locked onto the warehouse behind him.
"Major Lin, Major Qin, clear the area."
Lu Sheng's voice was as calm as if he were instructing a waiter to clear the plates.
"……yes."
Lin Hu and Qin Yue exchanged a glance, their lips twitching uncontrollably.
Along the way, they had gone from being shocked to being numb, and even felt like two thugs who followed their boss out to collect protection money.
The Black Snake Gang is destroyed.
Tiger Hall, destroyed.
The Red Flower Society is extinct.
Lu Sheng was like a heartless bulldozer, leaving nothing but desolation in his wake.
Those gang leaders who usually acted arrogantly and domineeringly in Zijin Mountain were as fragile as paper toys in front of him.
Level 5 Spirit Source User? One shot.
Level 4 Spirit Source User? One punch.
There's not even a second trick needed.
What truly chilled Qin Yue and Lin Hu to the bone was Lu Sheng's looting methods, which resembled a locust swarm.
Tiger Hall Warehouse.
Lu Sheng stood in front of the mountain of supplies.
Rice, flour, canned goods, generator, fuel... and even several cases of expensive red wine and cigars that I don't know where they came from.
"receive."
Lu Sheng waved his hand.
Om-!
A spatial fluctuation flashed by.
The warehouse, which was originally packed full, instantly became cleaner than Qin Yue's face, with not even a mouse hole left.
"Just how big is this storage space?!"
Lin Hu stared at the empty warehouse, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
He's seen the world; the military also has space-type spirit source users, but at most they can only carry a few cubic meters of supplies. Unlike Lu Sheng, who practically has a cargo ship inside his stomach!
Lu Sheng didn't explain, but just looked at the rapidly increasing resource reserves on the system panel, a satisfied smile curving his lips.
Nowadays, the most commonly used currencies are food and clean fresh water.
There's still a long road ahead, how can we not build up our savings?
……
With the destruction of one scourge gang after another, the entire Zijin Mountain camp was in an uproar.
Countless survivors emerged from the shacks, not daring to get too close, but following the three-man squad from a distance.
Watching those thugs who usually bullied men and women being thrown out like dead dogs, and watching truckloads of supplies being taken away by that young demon god.
The fear in their eyes was gradually replaced by a ray of hope.
"Well done! Well done!"
Some people knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.
Some people gritted their teeth, wishing they could bite the corpses.
Lu Sheng ignored these gazes.
He's not a savior; he's just cleaning up the trash and picking up supplies on the side.
However, when they swept through the Red Flower Society, a small incident occurred.
The Red Flower Society is a gang that started by trafficking women and girls, and its methods are extremely despicable.
After Lu Sheng killed the glamorous female president of the Red Flower Society with a single shot, a little boy who looked to be only about ten years old suddenly rushed out of a room.
He was dressed in designer children's clothes, and although his face was covered in dust, he was clearly someone who had been pampered since childhood.
"Don't kill me! Please, please don't kill me!"
The little boy knelt down with a thud, crying his heart out, his big eyes filled with fear and helplessness.
P.S.: Today's update (April 5th)!