Luo and his men tied up Guan Zhongjin's hands and feet, dragging him behind the armored vehicle.

Guan Zhongjin realized their intent and kept begging for mercy.

Li Yu looked at his pathetic state, and his anger dissipated significantly. Seeing Luo about to seal Guan Zhongjin's mouth with cloth, he stopped him: "Leave it as it is." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Then he got into the armored vehicle, waiting for Luo and his men to leave.

Luo glanced at Guan Zhongjin, hesitated not, as Li Yu must have his reasons for doing so, then got into the vehicle.

The armored vehicle started, heading toward Oil City.

The road wasn't smooth, with some pebbles and weeds, and as the vehicle speed increased, Guan Zhongjin's wails behind grew more piercing.

Sharp stones scraped against his back, lacerating the entire area.

Thunk!

As the speed increased to sixty kilometers per hour, Guan Zhongjin's body collided with a sizable stone, sending his body airborne, while the vehicle continued ahead.

He was dragged mid-air for several meters, then crashed heavily to the ground, losing consciousness.

The cries ceased abruptly.

Li Yu's gaze was cold, looking at Guan Zhongjin dragged behind like a dead dog, showing no sympathy or compassion.

He slowly turned his head, took out the walkie-talkie to contact Third Uncle, and after learning that the battle on his side was over, he felt a strange calmness.

By now, half the sun had already dipped below the horizon, indicating nightfall was near.

Surveying the area, it was littered with craters blown open by bombs and the wreckage of destroyed vehicles.

The ground was covered with Motorcycle Gang's corpses, and Old Bi, originally at Oil City, was cleaning up the battlefield with some people.

They sorted the bodies, gathered them in one place, then brought out some oil from Oil City to pour over the corpses and ignited them.

With so many dead and the strong scent of blood, if not handled quickly, it would attract many zombies at night.

Watching the sunset glow, a gentle evening breeze blew across.

Soon, Li Yu and his men returned to the entrance of Oil City.

The gate of Oil City had already been destroyed, currently open, allowing the armored vehicle to enter directly.

Thunk!

Li Yu jumped down from the vehicle, walking toward the rope-dragged Guan Zhongjin five or six meters away.

Guan Zhongjin's entire body was bloodied, looking extremely miserable.

Seeing the motionless Guan Zhongjin, Luo curiously bent down, putting a finger near his nostrils to feel.

He raised his head and said to Li Yu: "He's still alive."

Li Yu nodded and said: "Get some water to splash him awake."

Luo, somewhat puzzled, could see the hatred Li Yu had for the man tied up.

Based on his prior understanding of Li Yu, he would have killed him outright, not choosing to torture someone so long.

Luo responded, then went to fetch water.

A few minutes later, Luo returned with a bucket of water, pouring it over Guan Zhongjin's face.

Splash!

Guan Zhongjin woke abruptly from the splashed water, intense pain surging from his back, arms, head, and calves.

Plus, the water touching the wounds felt like salt being sprinkled on them.

"Ah!!! Kill me, kill me, you devil!" Guan Zhongjin cried in agony upon seeing Li Yu standing beside him when he opened his eyes.

Li Yu's expression remained unchanged, slowly taking off his helmet.

Guan Zhongjin paused upon seeing Li Yu remove the helmet; he had always pondered that this person surely knew him and bore personal grudges, otherwise, why treat him like this upon meeting?

Moreover, upon seeing him earlier, called out his name accurately.

However, after Li Yu removed his helmet, he thought for a while, but found no familiarity with Li Yu's face.

He had never met Li Yu.

"I don't know you," Guan Zhongjin said firmly to Li Yu, enduring the pain.

Li Yu smirked but didn't explain, nor was there a need to.

Climbing atop the wall made of stacked containers, watching Dapao's and others' vehicles return from chasing the fleeing Motorcycle Gang, he turned to Luo and said: "Repair the wall and find a way to make a large gate. Tonight, zombies will surely come."

"Alright, but what about this person?" Luo pointed at Guan Zhongjin, tied up, covered in blood, and asked Li Yu.

Li Yu glanced at the tied-up Guan Zhongjin, waved his hand toward Luo:

"It's fine, leave him here, you all go handle other matters, I'll watch."

Luo nodded, then took people to repair the wall.

Many containers had fallen to the ground, while some places had large gaps.

Their repair method was simple, filling burlap sacks with soil and stacking them over the gaps.

The fallen containers, they planned to stack back where they belonged somehow.

"Xiao Yu." Third Uncle approached from within Oil City.

Following him were Old Qin and others, but their moods seemed heavy.

"Third Uncle."

Seeing Third Uncle and others looked odd, Li Yu curiously asked: "Didn't deal with Old Ghost? Why does Third Uncle seem troubled?"

Third Uncle raised his head, sighed, then spoke: "I know that Old Ghost, as do they all."

Third Uncle glanced at Old Qin and his group behind him.

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