"Let's hope so." The man sitting on the car roof sighed and said leisurely.

But his eyes were full of worry and panic.

Some members of the Motorcycle Gang were going even crazier in the lounge, tables turned over, and beer bottles scattered everywhere.

This was their last revelry, knowing that by tomorrow, they wouldn't have another chance.

"The boss is definitely dead, and his wives... they're quite beautiful." One bald man with a tiger tattoo on his shoulder, drunk, said with eyes suddenly brightening.

In the Motorcycle Gang, the best-looking women were the private property of their boss.

As Bald said this, the few people around exchanged glances.

Then they started laughing slyly.

However, just as they were laughing arrogantly and about to head to the house where Old Ghost lived.

An untimely voice appeared: "How dare you! When the boss returns, you're finished. I won't allow you to do this!"

"Fool, didn't you see the situation this evening? The Motorcycle Gang is finished! With just us small fry, do you think we can still resist?

The boss is long dead, and since he's dead, there's no point in wasting those women.

Oh, it's you, you didn't go out today, so you have no idea what it's like outside."

"No, you can't do this!" The man, face full of anger, stood up and blocked these people.

"You little bastard, I've disliked you for a long time, now you're looking for trouble, aren't you?"

Bald picked up a beer bottle and smashed it toward the man standing in front of him.

Crash!

The beer bottle shattered on the man's head, and red blood flowed from his scalp.

But his eyes showed no retreat, instead glaring straight at Bald.

In a somewhat crazy tone, he said, "Bald Cai, I told you, the boss will come back, and you definitely can't defile the boss's women."

After speaking, he shouted to the back: "Brothers, kill these bastards."

"Are you real idiots? Old Ghost is deceiving you all, are you brainwashed so severely? You're really a bunch of fools!!!" Bald Cai shouted angrily and anxiously as he saw him calling others.

But even as he said that.

The man with the smashed head showed a disdainful expression and waved to the back.

He was among the early followers of Old Ghost, subjected to strong indoctrination.

Therefore, after Old Ghost left, he left dozens of people he trusted, his loyal followers.

These people were much like die-hard fans; in their hearts, Old Ghost had become their pillar, someone who would never die.

With a shout, more than a dozen people rushed over from the side.

Standing together in front of Bald Cai.

"Fuck your mother, I'll sleep with them tonight, even if the King of Heaven comes, it won't matter."

"Bang!"

He raised his gun and shot at the man blocking him.

The man's head, already hit with a beer bottle and bleeding.

Was now shot point-blank, exploding his head.

With Bald Cai's gunfire, intense conflict erupted between those who fled from Oil City and the loyalists staying in the Motorcycle Gang stronghold.

The loyalists initially didn't believe the news those who escaped brought back, but couldn't leave due to the dark.

What angered them more was that the returnees began moving supplies and wreaking havoc, leading to some physical clashes.

With the sound of gunfire, both sides completely tore apart.

Those who managed to escape feared death, and from the beginning, didn't really believe the tales Old Ghost told them.

The two groups had completely different ideologies; one saw Old Ghost as the Savior, a spiritual support, whereas the other was self-centered, cared less about Old Ghost, and now that he was likely dead, didn't bother pretending anymore.

Once Bald Cai used the gun, the other side became more frenzied, and both sides started firing.

Bullets hit glass bottles in the lounge, leaving shards all over the floor.

Women, barely clothed, screamed and ran out of this dark place.

As the two sides battled, no one paid attention to them.

Crack!

With the abundance of alcohol in the lounge, crossfire led to mishap, igniting a small flame that spread quickly.

Soon, the entire lounge was engulfed in thick smoke, flames everywhere.

Those women who ran outside continued to scream.

Their screams made the zombies outside the stronghold walls even crazier, constantly crashing against the gate.

The stronghold's walls were never properly built, many parts blocked only by vehicles.

Since Old Ghost took away most of the people, few were left behind.

Upon hearing that Bald Cai's group intended to defile the boss's women, they naturally refused and rushed from their posts to stop Bald Cai's group.

Bam!

A bullet grazed the ear of a blue-haired man transporting supplies, leaving a trail of blood.

"Damn, they're crazy." The blue-haired man focused on moving supplies, not expecting to encounter such a disaster.

"Lan Tian, is the lounge on fire?" The man sitting on the car roof pointed at the lounge and asked him.