This Time, I Must Have the Upper Hand!

In Building Five, Wang Xiaohu and his group had just rushed over and reached the second floor.

The group held flashlights in their hands.

When the apocalypse descended, the voice-activated lights in Building Five's stairwell had happened to break and were under repair.

"Liu Junjie, are you sure that guy you mentioned lives here?"

"You fucking better not be lying to me."

They had run all the way here, and after fighting off zombies, the group was exhausted and gasping for breath.

Several of their brothers had been bitten to death by zombies along the way. Out of more than twenty men, only a dozen or so remained.

That left Wang Xiaohu, who was leading them, with a bellyful of anger and nowhere to vent it.

After being yelled at, Liu Junjie did not dare argue and hurriedly said,

"No, no!"

"Absolutely not, Tiger Ge."

"I used to be that kid's supervisor. I've been to his home several times."

"There's no way I got it wrong."

"He lives in apartment 1501 of this building."

Liu Junjie looked utterly miserable now, with none of the swagger he had possessed before the apocalypse.

Not only was his face swollen and bruised from being beaten, but his body was covered in wounds and drenched in blood.

That afternoon, after he reported the news to Dao Ge,

Dao Ge flew into a rage and had his men beat him up.

Especially after Dao Ge learned that the neighborhood supermarket he regarded as his personal vault had been emptied out by Meng De, he nearly had Liu Junjie beaten to death in his fury.

If his wife had not rushed over in time to save him,

and put on a live Island Country show with Dao Ge and his brother,

calming more than half of Dao Ge's anger, Liu Junjie would have lost his life long ago.

He had been spared, but his wife had it far worse. Dao Ge and his brother were not human at all!

They were like two bulls. His wife had nearly failed to recover. "Fuck you!"

Faced with Liu Junjie's begging words, Tiger Ge walked up and kicked him.

"I asked about the Sisters."

"Who the fuck told you to talk about that kid?"

"Damn it, are you trying to die?"

As he spoke, Tiger Ge viciously kicked him several more times.

Kill Meng De and bring the Sisters back! That was the order Dao Ge had given them, and the reason they had come tonight.

"If I don't see those Sisters you mentioned upstairs, and I can't vent my anger, you're dead!"

Tiger Ge cursed without restraint, while the lackeys behind him watched with mocking expressions.

This trash wanted to lord over them and shit on their heads?

He was nothing but trash who had climbed up through his wife! Tiger Ge had retired from the special forces, possessed formidable combat skills, and had already taken several lives before the apocalypse.

As for the men who had come with Tiger Ge tonight, they were either former neighborhood security guards or desperadoes who had followed him before the apocalypse.

After being tempered by the apocalypse over the past few days, each of them had more or less one or two lives on their hands.

Only this trash had risen through his wife.

And he strutted around using borrowed authority all day.

They had long since grown sick of this piece of trash.

Soon, under Tiger Ge's lead, the group marched grandly to the stairwell entrance on the tenth floor.

"Brothers, when we break into the room, chop that kid named Meng De into pieces. I'll feed him to the dogs! As for the Sisters, bring them all back for me!"

"After Dao Ge is done with them, every brother will get a chance!"

"Line up one by one, hahahaha!"

Tiger Ge's arrogant voice filled the stairwell.

With so many of them launching a night raid against one person, would that not be easy? This time, I had to have the upper hand!

"Yes, Boss!"

The lackeys were full of confidence. They had not played with the Sisters yet.

Just thinking about it made them excited! Several lackeys could not wait to rush forward, but when they shone their flashlights ahead, they saw a figure sitting on the stairs leading to the eleventh floor.

In the dark stairwell, the figure looked especially eerie.

"Holy shit! Who the hell are you? Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? Who are you trying to scare, huh?"

But he was destined not to receive an answer.

"I'm the person you're looking for!"

The moment those words fell, a flash of blade light sliced through the darkness.

Like lightning in the night, it instantly illuminated the stairwell and revealed the sharply defined, cold-faced features of the figure.

At that moment, Liu Junjie, who had finally squeezed his way to the front, immediately shouted,

"Tiger Ge, he's Meng De!"

"The kid who killed your men!"

On the stairs leading to the eleventh floor, Meng De stood with a blade in hand, like a war god in the darkness.

His face was icy, and an unreadable glimmer flowed through his impossibly deep black eyes, sending chills down everyone's spine!

"Not bad, kid!"

"You actually dared wait here for me!"

"Brothers, get him! Hack him to death!!!"

Tiger Ge shouted arrogantly, and upon receiving the order, the lackeys charged forward with savage expressions.

"Kid, you're unlucky to have run into us!"

"Die!"

But the next second, accompanied by the clang of metal striking metal,

"Ah!!!"

The lackeys screamed one after another as Meng De's blade severed all their arms in a single slash.

Another flash of blade light followed, and the heads of those lackeys tumbled down with a clatter as blood sprayed out like fountains.

Meng De did not feel the slightest fear.

Because he understood that this was the cruel apocalypse!

There were no laws to restrain anyone! No morality to bind anyone! Every ugly side of human nature would erupt!

If he was not ruthless, he would be the one to die! That was why the saintly always died first in the apocalypse! As blood sprayed through the air, the scorching blood flowed down the stairs, quickly covering the floor.

Everyone pointed their flashlights at Meng De on the stairs.

"Those who step into this place will die!!!"

Meng De's cold voice echoed through the stairwell, and Tiger Ge's lackeys instinctively took a step back.

Liu Junjie, who had been shouting Meng De's name just moments ago, was drenched in cold sweat.

It had only been a few days! How had Meng De become like a completely different person?

He killed without mercy!

For a moment, Liu Junjie was sweating profusely.

It seemed... I used to bully him too. He probably doesn't remember, right?

Not just him—even Tiger Ge was frightened.

After running rampant in the underworld for so many years, this was the first time he had encountered someone so ruthless.

The man had killed several of his lackeys the moment they met.

Tiger Ge knew he had run into a hard case!

But there was no way to retreat now.

So Tiger Ge gritted his teeth and roared,

"All of you, get him! Whoever kills him gets a case of instant noodles and two women!"

In the apocalypse, women had become commodities for exchange, sometimes even less valuable than food.

As the saying went, a hefty reward drew brave men!

Tiger Ge's lackeys were tempted.

And their boss had already taken the lead, charging forward with a long blade in hand.

So the lackeys followed behind him.

"Kid, die!"