novelhk Chapter 175 Murder
Chapter 175 Murder
Chapter 175 Murder
Thomas meant the same thing.
How can I allow others to sleep soundly on my own bed?
Especially for someone as suspicious as Thomas, he didn't even trust the other three people trapped in the cafeteria, let alone the newcomers.
"So there's nothing to talk about?" Tersey's tone was somewhat indifferent as he took a step back.
Sasha's gaze swept between Thomas and Andrew, the machete in her hand trembling slightly, as if she were about to strike at them.
Thomas smiled slightly and shrugged: "It seems there's really no room for negotiation."
His hand had already drawn the pistol and cocked it.
The four stood facing each other, their eyes locked in a fierce confrontation.
Just at this critical moment, the sound of gunfire burst into the cafeteria.
The intense gunfire, accompanied by the howls and thuds of the zombies falling to the ground, instantly shattered the standoff in the cafeteria.
Thomas looked at Tersey with surprise and suspicion. "Your people?"
Tyrsey shook her head, pulled Sasha aside, and kept her distance from Thomas.
Thomas and his gang retreated further into the cafeteria, suppressing their rising murderous intent. They decided not to kill anyone yet, but to see what was going on first.
The gunfire outside stopped, and the sounds of the zombies thrashing and howling ceased, leaving a calm before the storm, quiet yet oppressive.
The group stared intently at the door.
Knock knock knock—
A knock sounded on the door, and a deep, calm voice came in: "Hello, we're from Huangshi, we need to talk to you."
Talsey did not answer, nor did Thomas and his gang.
There was a few seconds of silence outside the door, then the voice turned colder: "Get it open!"
Before the words had even finished, the sound of bullets firing rang out.
The bullet pierced the connection between the wall and the door, scattering many fragments and raising dust.
boom-
The double iron gate crashed down with a bang, scattering a cloud of dust.
A group of soldiers dressed in black armor appeared in front of the group, their black helmets scanning them down and their guns pointed at them.
The leader was tall and imposing. "Step forward, or I'll force you to fire."
The voice sounded familiar; it was the person who had just greeted me.
Under the threat of fire, several people stepped forward and stood on two sides.
Caesar first approached Tersey, noticing his bushy beard, woolen hat, exposed muscular arms, and ever-frowning brow.
Yes, it's that Hammer God.
Standing next to him was his sister, Sasha, who was also a formidable fighter.
Caesar didn't even bother to glance at the remaining father and son.
"Search me, and unload my things."
An order was given, and several burly men surrounded Tersey and his companions.
Tersey was quite sensible; she took out all her belongings before even searching her. Sasha resisted for a couple of seconds but was eventually subdued and searched.
As Caesar approached Thomas, his brow furrowed deeply.
The pungent stench was like the smell of socks soaked in sweat after a day of exercise, which had been left in the trash for a week – unpleasant and disgusting.
Caesar took two imperceptible steps back, distancing himself slightly from Thomas and his group.
He glanced at Thomas and his group of five.
Before Thomas could speak, his deputy Andrew, like a raging potato mine, yelled, "What are you looking at, you bastard? Go back to your mother!"
boom-
Caesar slowly holstered his gun, his eyes coldly fixed on the fallen Andrew.
The gun barrel was firmly embedded between Andrew's eyebrows, his brains mixed with blood splattered on the ground, and more blood was still flowing out.
"Do you have anything to say?"
Caesar looked at Thomas, who was stunned.
Thomas's face was splattered with blood, and the gunshot made him somewhat dazed. He reached for the pistol at his waist.
The man in front of them was their leader. If they could take him down and hold a gun to his head, they could force him to leave the prison.
Moreover, it can make them put down all their equipment and weapons, and then I can kill them all.
Lost in wonderful thoughts, he reached for his pistol, and Caesar's regretful voice drifted into his ears.
"Why are there always people who don't cherish their own lives?"
He heard those words clearly. Thomas looked up sharply and met Caesar's eyes, which were filled with icy killing intent.
boom-
The familiar gunshot rang out, and Alex, Oscar, and Big Guy, the three surviving members of the prison quintet, all shuddered, lowered their heads, and trembled like quails.
"Okay, it's your turn, the three of you."
When that voice rang in his ears, Alex was so frightened he almost wet himself. He fell to his knees with a thud, tears streaming down his face, and cried out.
"Sir, the three of us are good people. We have never killed anyone or bullied anyone. We have always been bullied by Andrew and Thomas."
"We've been here for the past few months, and we really haven't done anything. We haven't had any intention of harming anyone, really."
"Oh?" Caesar chuckled, then said sarcastically, "So how did you end up in jail? Did you break into a house and encounter a naked old lady, and because you couldn't bring yourself to do it, she called the police and got you arrested?"
Huh? Alex was stunned for a moment, thinking of a home invasion robbery but seeing an old lady who wasn't wearing any clothes.
Well, he really didn't dare to make a move.
A suppressed laugh came from the surrounding area, and Caesar knew without turning around that it was his subordinates.
"Go on."
Alex finally came to his senses and stopped crying. It was hard to reconnect with the broken emotions, so he could only honestly explain.
"I went to jail for selling drugs, Oscar for stealing, and Big Guy for wire fraud. But we really didn't harm anyone, you believe me."
"Rick!"
Everyone has their own expertise, so Caesar decided to have Rick take a look and decide whether to kill or spare the three.
After all, the police should be the ones to decide on matters concerning criminals.
Rick walked over.
"You decide whether they need to be executed." Caesar patted Rick on the shoulder, stepping aside to let Rick do the talking.
Rick took a deep breath and began questioning the three of them.
A dozen minutes later, Rick returned and reported to Caesar.
"The three of them are petty thieves; they certainly haven't committed murder or anything like that, so they're not considered heinous criminals."
Caesar asked, "So, there's no need to kill?"
"————Yes." After hesitating for a moment, Rick nodded.
Rick didn't quite trust their character; he never trusted criminals, but he was certain these guys weren't very brave.
Otherwise, when they were trapped in the cafeteria, the three of them would have already overpowered Thomas and Andrew. In the end, they weren't ruthless enough.
They are the kind of people who are neither particularly good nor particularly bad.
Caesar nodded, glanced at the remaining three and Tersey's group, and clapped his hands with a smile.
"Now, let me introduce Yellowstone."