Whoosh—

As night fell, the evening wind was gentle.

The oppressive heat of the afternoon was gone, and the cool evening breeze blew away people's irritability.

Third Uncle looked at Old Ghost, who had his head down, observing his somewhat disheartened figure.

He slowly began to speak, "But this is not a reason for you to wantonly slaughter innocent people. Most of those you killed were innocent civilians, weak people.

Weak people only dare to swing the butcher's knife at those weaker than themselves.

You have ambition, and there is nothing wrong with that, but this world is inherently unfair.

There are many ways to pursue fairness, but you chose the most extreme one.

Indiscriminate, unreasonable killing must bear the consequences."

Old Qing and the others, after hearing Third Uncle's words, exhaled slowly.

Earlier, they were immersed in the atmosphere Old Ghost had created, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, and Third Uncle's words were like a light at night, pulling them away from that emotion.

Old Ghost laughed aloud, pulling open his clothes.

With emotion, he said, "Haha, the victor becomes king, the loser becomes a bandit.

I originally thought that when doomsday came, I finally got my chance.

Didn't expect you to intervene, and I've lost. Nothing more to say.

Just shoot me."

After speaking, he turned his body, his face showing pain, seemingly having been wounded in the stomach during the previous fight. He covered his stomach with one hand.

"Careful!"

Bam!

A bullet hit Old Ghost's head, and his body crashed to the ground.

Click!

Old Ghost had been holding a handgun in his right hand covering his stomach.

His arm fell powerless to the ground, and the gun dropped from his hand.

Third Uncle lowered his gun, sensing something amiss earlier.

When Old Ghost placed his hand on his stomach, he became vigilant.

Through the dusk light shining through Old Ghost's clothes, he saw the gun in Old Ghost's hand.

Watching the deceased Old Ghost, blood slowly flowed from his head, gradually staining his whole shoulder red.

Old Qin picked up the gun, looking at the hole in the back of Old Ghost's head that pierced through his skull and exited from his brow.

From such a close distance, although the hole was small, inside his head had probably turned to mush.

Dead beyond dead.

He shook his head and stood up.

The few of them looked at Old Ghost's body quietly for a minute.

Third Uncle watched the sunset as it got closer to the horizon.

He then took a small barrel of gasoline from the car and poured it over Old Ghost.

The smell of gasoline was strong, and after pouring it on the body, he threw the can to the ground.

He then fumbled around his pockets and pulled out a pack of cigarettes but didn't find a lighter.

"Jackals, give me a light." Third Uncle pulled out a cigarette and stuck it in his mouth, speaking to Jackals.

Jackals took out a box of matches from his pocket, handed it to Third Uncle, and took the half pack of cigarettes from Third Uncle to distribute to Old Qin and the others.

Sizzle!

Third Uncle used the match to light the cigarette, then threw the burning match onto Old Ghost's body.

Crash!

The gasoline ignited instantly upon meeting the fire, setting Old Ghost's body aflame.

With the evening breeze, the fire grew fiercer.

Watching the flames gradually consume Old Ghost's clothes, then burn his body to a charred black.

Third Uncle sighed and turned towards the car.

"Let's go to Oil City."

........

Oil City, east side.

Li Yu sat in the armored vehicle, using a telescope to watch Guan Zhongjin and his gang fleeing.

The hatred in his eyes grew increasingly intense.

Guan Zhongjin was like a huge stone in his heart, weighing heavily on him for a long time.

"Faster." Li Yu instructed Luo to speed up the armored vehicle.

The speed of the armored vehicle suddenly increased, reaching eighty kilometers per hour.

But still couldn't catch up with Guan Zhongjin and his gang, and they were becoming more distant.

As time passed, those few cars seemed to notice Li Yu and the others pursuing them, and began to spread out.

Li Yu kept a close eye on Guan Zhongjin's car, hanging on tightly.

But since the armored vehicle was heavier, its driving speed wasn't as fast as Guan Zhongjin's cars.

Realizing the situation, Li Yu gritted his teeth. Though he wanted to capture Guan Zhongjin alive, under the current circumstances, if Guan Zhongjin escaped, it would be challenging to encounter him again in the doomsday.

It might be the last chance to kill him.

Rather than letting him escape, he'd rather blow him up directly.

So, Li Yu decisively told Luo, "Aim at the middle car and fire. Wherever that car goes, hit it with bombs! Don't let them escape."

The armored vehicle equipped with the rapid-fire cannon had an extremely fast shooting speed.

After Li Yu finished speaking, Luo immediately executed the order.

Loading, calibrating, firing.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!

Instantaneously, the bombs flew like streaks across the sky.

The bombs arched beautifully, leaving a trail of white smoke behind.

They landed in the vicinity of Guan Zhongjin's car.

Guan Zhongjin looked in the rearview mirror, seeing the falling bombs, and cursed internally: "Why are they targeting me specifically? There are another three cars fleeing from there, why me!?"

Despite feeling somewhat irritated and terrified, he quickly thought of a plan.

He sharply turned the car, moving sideways close to another vehicle.

He attempted to divert the pursuers' attention, creating confusion.

The bombs behind seemed to chase him, continuously exploding behind his vehicle.

"Brother Guan!" Another car saw Guan Zhongjin and barely shouted those two words.

The next second.

Boom!

A bomb hit that car.

Guan Zhongjin's eyes filled with shock as he once again turned the car, speeding toward the northeast.

The bombs behind appeared to have their own eyes, continually exploding next to his vehicle.

Luo saw that the dozen or so bombs fired in succession did not hit that car.

His old face flushed, he personally took the helm for calibration, and then stared intently at that car, making a prediction.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!

Luo's veins bulged as he squeezed the trigger hard, continuously firing shells at that car.

That car was like a slippery eel, weaving through the shellfire jungle.

But luck would not always favor Guan Zhongjin.

Bang!

Finally, a bomb hit the rear of the car, propelling it forward a significant distance.

Soon after, thick smoke billowed from the car, and flames began to consume it, growing ever stronger.

Cre-e-e-k!

The car suddenly stopped, and Guan Zhongjin abandoned it, fleeing out.

His clothes were licked by flames, burning his beard, eyebrows, and hair clean off.

"Ah!!" Guan Zhongjin covered his face with his hands, then rolled on the ground.

The ground was littered with small stones and grass.

As he rolled, those sharp stones pressed into his burned flesh, tearing it open.

The pain was excruciating.

He cried out in agony.

But as he rolled, the flames on him were finally extinguished.

Bang!

An armored vehicle drove up to within less than twenty meters of him.

Guan Zhongjin heard the sound, removed his hands from his face, and looked at the massive cannon barrel and the person in a helmet and anti-explosion suit atop it.

A flicker of thought flashed through his eyes.

He endured the pain, raised his hands high, bent his knees, and knelt on the ground, showing a posture of pleading for mercy.

To him, dignity was of no importance.

Survival was the most important thing.

Moreover, beneath the eaves, one must bow their head.

He had joined the Motorcycle Gang halfway; now, the Motorcycle Gang was basically finished.

Utterly finished.

This new power that emerged before him, he didn't know its origins.

But he did know this power was very strong.

Upward mobility for people, water flows downward, those who understand the times are wise.

This was Guan Zhongjin's survival rule.

He wanted to plead for mercy, then join this power.

It's just unfortunate he encountered Li Yu, someone who hated him to the bones.

Li Yu looked at Guan Zhongjin kneeling on the ground.

His heart was filled with mixed emotions.

So he said to Dapao and others arriving in vehicles behind him, "You go chase the other cars, this person is mine."

Since Luo was on this armored vehicle, a few of them stayed behind.

"Okay." Dapao heard Li Yu's words and then left, going to pursue other fleeing Motorcycle Gang members.

Click!

Li Yu jumped down from the armored vehicle.

His boots scraped against the stones with a creaking sound.

Li Yu approached slowly.

Guan Zhongjin looked at this person before him. Because Li Yu was wearing an anti-explosion suit and a helmet, Guan Zhongjin couldn't recognize him.

But seeing this person slowly approaching, Guan Zhongjin felt an indescribable strange feeling.

"Big brother, I plead for mercy, I was forced to join by the Motorcycle Gang, I am innocent. If possible, I can contribute my strengths; I know where the Motorcycle Gang's supplies are stored. I just need to be spared a life.

I can do many things......"

Guan Zhongjin knew that to survive at this moment.

He had to showcase his value, although he didn't know the origins of these people before him. But in the apocalypse, all factions want nothing more than oil and food resources.

He wanted to live.

Li Yu got closer, less than five meters away from him.

After hearing his words, Li Yu sneered coldly in his heart.

This Guan Zhongjin was indeed still so shameless, indeed still so unscrupulous.

How blind he had been to trust him at the time.

Perhaps it is people like Guan Zhongjin who can live well in this apocalypse.

Li Yu's mind was immediately filled with images of himself being bitten to death by zombies, he let out a cold laugh.

Then he said to Guan Zhongjin, "Guan Zhongjin."

Guan Zhongjin's heart skipped a beat upon hearing the words.

A thought immediately popped into his mind: this person before him knows him!

Otherwise, how would he know his name?

"Who are you?" Guan Zhongjin looked at Li Yu in confusion.

Li Yu looked at Guan Zhongjin's puzzled appearance and did not plan to explain anything.

His heart was originally filled with intense anger, but when he saw Guan Zhongjin, whose body was burned to a pulp, kneeling pitifully like a whipped dog begging for mercy from him.

His heart suddenly felt a little dull.

So he said to Guan Zhongjin, "Can you be a bit more defiant?"

Guan Zhongjin was confused, not understanding what this indistinctly-visible person wanted.

"Wh-what?" Guan Zhongjin asked, bewildered.

This was the first time he encountered such a request.

Li Yu had a thousand words in his heart, but to this Guan Zhongjin before him, he couldn't say anything.

After all, this Guan Zhongjin didn't even recognize him.

Li Yu felt a bit bored, but he had no intention of letting this Guan Zhongjin go.

Nor did he intend to shoot him directly, that would be too easy on him.

So he stepped forward and grabbed his hair.

Forcefully dragging him towards the armored vehicle.

In his reincarnation, Li Yu's strength had become astonishing.

"Tie him tight, hang him at the back of the car and drag him along!"

Li Yu coldly said to Luo standing by the side.

......