novelhk Chapter 10 Internal Strife
Chapter 10 Internal Strife
The deafening sound of the loudspeaker instantly reverberated throughout the room, unending.
"Damn it! Do you want to die? Keep honking your horn!"
The bald man roared and decisively pulled the trigger.
Da da da!
The bullets sprayed out, leaving bullet holes in the heavy truck. They didn't hurt or itch, but they affected its durability.
"You guys have fun."
Yang Che shifted gears, stepped on the gas, and the heavy truck quickly reversed.
Rumble!
The heavy truck quickly left the steel plant. With these men's mediocre marksmanship, Yang Che wasn't worried about being hit at all; even the windshield wasn't damaged.
The bald man and the others watched helplessly as Yang Che left, their faces instantly turning extremely ugly.
They wanted to give chase, but their vehicle had already been crushed into a pancake by the enemy.
The other "Ben Sang" was also dismantled to pieces, and it would be extremely difficult to put it back together.
Moreover, after leaving the steel plant, Yang Che did not leave but continued to honk his horn.
"Bang!!!"
The surrounding zombies were instantly attracted and began to run wildly toward the steel plant.
"I hope you can live in harmony with the zombies."
Yang Che shouted loudly.
"Fuck you!"
The bald man was furious and wanted nothing more than to grab Yang Che and humiliate him, but he dared not go out.
Once they leave the steel mill, the roles of hunter and prey are completely reversed.
Yang Che didn't tolerate them. He lowered the window and extended his middle finger.
The second floor of the steel plant.
Zeng Wanqing looked out the window at what was happening below.
She dared not make a sound, for fear of being discovered by the people below, until the piercing horn began to sound rhythmically.
Three short and two long.
It's a code!
Zeng Wanqing carefully moved the tables and chairs aside, and after peeking through the gaps to make sure no one was outside the door, she quickly slipped out.
He then sprinted towards the back of the factory.
The steel plant has two gates, one in the front and one in the back. The front gate is completely dilapidated, and even a car can drive right in.
The back door was still intact, though it was just a sheet metal door with a chain hanging on it.
Zeng Wanqing didn't dare approach the iron gate, but instead hid to the side and waited quietly.
boom!
A loud bang attracted the attention of people at the factory's front gate.
"What happened?"
"Let's go take a look!"
The bald man and his brothers quickly ran towards the back of the factory.
Zeng Wanqing stared in awe at the enormous thing that burst through the door.
terrible!
Thinking that he was only associated with a Mercedes-Benz Senna, while others were associated with a heavy truck, so brand new and so imposing.
"Zeng Wanqing?"
Yang Che leaned out of the driver's seat.
"it's me."
Zeng Wanqing shouted.
"What are you still standing there for?"
Yang Che gestured with his chin toward the passenger seat, "Get in."
Zeng Wanqing quickly composed herself and fled for her life.
Yang Che had already opened the passenger door, and Zeng Wanqing jumped in, grabbed the door handle, and slipped inside.
boom!
The passenger seat was securely closed.
"I've rescued the person, now you have to tell me where the steel is."
Yang Che stepped on the brake and kept accelerating, causing the tires to rub against each other and emit thick smoke.
"There's no more steel to dismantle broken-down cars, but this is an abandoned steel mill."
Zeng Wanqing was panting, and Yang Che handed her a bottle of water.
"Thanks."
She took the water, unscrewed the cap, and poured it into her mouth.
"Your vehicle is gone."
Yang Che glanced at her. "Want to work for me from now on?"
Zeng Wanqing turned her head, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't sell myself."
Yang Che frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over her from head to toe in an unfriendly manner.
It must be said that Zeng Wanqing had a great figure.
The fat one is so fat that five fingers aren't enough to cover it;
Slim and delicate, so small you could hold it in your hand.
"That's such a pity."
Yang Che seemed a little annoyed, "Then you'll only be able to collect resource boxes from now on."
...
When Baldy and his men arrived, Yang Che had already driven his heavy truck back several hundred meters and was watching the steel plant from a distance.
"Damn it! I knew it was that bastard."
The bald man stood at the back door, looking at the heavy truck in the distance, his eyes red with anger.
"Brother Tian, what should we do now?"
"Without a vehicle, even if we hide in the factory and don't get eaten by zombies, we'll still be caught by the eerie black fog."
"Think of something, Brother Tian."
The henchmen started complaining all at once.
"Shut up!" the bald man roared. "Shut up, shut up! What can we do now? Who knew that Fei and his gang couldn't even keep an eye on one car? They're such useless trash."
"If it weren't for your lustful desires, always wanting to seduce every woman you see, would we be in this mess?"
One of the blond-haired thugs got angry and pointed at the bald man, saying, "You were the one who spoke first, saying you wanted to relax for a bit."
"Exactly! Now they're blaming us."
"I told you we should have left a vehicle, and now look what happened, we have nothing. Damn it, what kind of boss is this, he's screwed us over."
"I knew I shouldn't have come to you, you're rotten, damn it!"
The henchmen were furious, complaining incessantly, and their gazes toward the bald man changed.
"What are you trying to do! Do you want to die?"
The bald man raised his submachine gun and roared angrily.
But he can't intimidate anyone else now.
In this world, without a vehicle, you lose your competitiveness and can only join others, becoming an appendage.
This group of thugs hid in a steel factory, without a vehicle and without hope.
In this situation, whatever the bald man does will only make his underlings angrier.
These people will blame the bald man.
He's the boss.
He has to take responsibility.
"It was you who led us to our doom. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have lost our vehicle, which was a level 3 vehicle."
The blond-haired man roared angrily.
Ta-da!
He had barely finished speaking when a gunshot rang out, and blood splattered everywhere.
The blond-haired man's eyes widened in shock; he couldn't believe the bald man would fire a gun.
Snapped!
He fell to the ground, and blood quickly stained the surrounding area.
"Let's see if anyone has any objections! Speak up! Who else has anything to say?"
The bald man roared, swinging his submachine gun back and forth.
Everyone silently lowered their heads.
"Damn it, a bunch of useless trash..."
boom!
The bald man's voice abruptly stopped.
He stared at the gunshot wound in his chest, blood gushing out, and looked up at the burly man before him, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Because of you, we've ended up like this, you son of a bitch."
The burly man's face contorted with rage. He raised his pistol and fired four shots, the last one striking the bald man between the eyebrows.
boom!
The bald man fell backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
"Brothers, we still have a chance."
The burly man picked up the bald man's submachine gun, looked around, and shouted loudly.
"What opportunity?"
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately smiled.
"We can go to the highway and see if there are any abandoned vehicles, just in case."
"That's what the burly man said."
The others thought it made a lot of sense and nodded in agreement.
Just as they were about to leave the steel mill, a fierce roar came from outside.
"roar!"
A zombie came rushing towards them, baring its teeth and claws, and lunged at them.