Over at Villa Number One.
Inside an extravagantly decorated pleasure room, Young Master Wang was in the midst of an indulgent apocalypse revelry when he suddenly sneezed violently. "Damn it! Which little bitch is thinking about me again?"
"Miss me so badly you want to die?!"
Cursing under his breath, Young Master Wang stepped up his movements.
His influencer ex-girlfriend instinctively cried out.
"Mm~~~"
"Ha ha ha!"
The room was dim, drenched in wine-red light.
If Young Master Wang had taken a closer look, he definitely would not have been laughing! He would have noticed that the smile on his influencer ex-girlfriend's face was actually terribly awkward, as though she felt nothing at all. Beside them, a young man engaged in the same activity curled his lip disdainfully.
They had been friends for years. How could he not know Young Master Wang's capabilities?
It was just that he could not say it too plainly.
After all, he still had to rely on Young Master Wang.
So he took the lead and shouted.
"Young Master Wang! Young Master Wang! Young Master Wang!"
If Da Mi Mi and Meng De had been there, they would certainly have recognized him.
He was none other than Young Master Wang's best friend, Lin Gou! Speaking of which, Lin Gou and Young Master Wang had been lucky.
On the day the apocalypse descended, they had happened to book an all-night session at a top-tier club in Donghai City and played all night.
When they woke up the next day, there were only two naked men on the massive bed: themselves. Who knew what had happened after they got carried away the night before? Since there were no other women around, they had escaped disaster because of it! And just then, Young Master Wang received a call from his billionaire father.
He learned that the apocalypse had arrived and zombies had broken out.
So he immediately had his bodyguards and subordinates seal off the entire club!
He drove everyone else out!
In Young Master Wang's words, "Damn it, I don't care whether other people live or die. As long as I'm alive, that's all that matters!"
If they had not eventually squandered all the supplies near that club, Young Master Wang could have lived it up inside until the day he died!
With no other choice, Young Master Wang remembered that he still had a villa on Dragon Control Island! So, after repeatedly encouraging his bodyguards with doubled and tripled pay.
He had his bodyguards protect him as they relocated here two days earlier.
Of course, several influencer ex-girlfriends, club hostesses, and a Sakura Country girlfriend he had only won over before the apocalypse after spending ten million also relocated with him. Otherwise, he would not have had so many women for him to indulge himself with. On top of that, his bodyguards were all retired special forces soldiers, powerful and well-equipped! Five or six of them had even awakened abilities and become ability users! Leng Feng, the captain of the bodyguard team, had even advanced to a Second Order ability user! That was the foundation that let him live as extravagantly as he had before the apocalypse! After all, with safety no longer a concern, supplies were even easier—he just had to drive every resident off Dragon Control Resort Island and seize their supplies!
"The apocalypse is just this cruel. No one will give you supplies because they pity you."
"Everything has to be obtained through your own hard work—snatching—and struggle—snatching!"
Young Master Wang believed he had seen through the true nature of the apocalypse.
He often used those words to lecture his influencer ex-girlfriends. Those influencers and hostesses understood perfectly well too.
They knew that once they left Young Master Wang, they would not survive.
Now, whenever they heard someone praising Young Master Wang, they immediately knew to chime in.
"Young Master Wang is awesome!"
Hearing his influencer ex-girlfriends' words, Young Master Wang laughed gleefully.
In his excitement, he opened a box and flung its contents into the air. Well. Don't get the wrong idea. They were just bright red packs of instant noodles, that was all! Yes!
That was just how unpretentious! Plain!! And!!! Simple!!!! Young Master Wang was!!!!
Even so, those women were thrilled beyond belief!
It was the apocalypse. What was a pack of instant noodles compared to Huaxia currency?
The former could save lives. What use was the latter?
It was too rough on the ass even as toilet paper! Over the past few days, they had used it to clean up after their revelries. "Ha ha ha ha, keep going!!!"
"Tonight, I'm going to become Wang Eleven-Lang!!!"
Listening to the sounds coming from the room, the two bodyguards standing watch outside the door sighed, their eyes filled with helplessness.
These two bodyguards were none other than Leng Feng, captain of Young Master Wang's bodyguard team.
The other was Song Yan, the vice-captain!
Compared to the taciturn Captain Leng Feng, Vice-Captain Song Yan was far more outgoing.
"Captain, are we really going to keep this up?"
As the team's strongest Second Order ability user, Leng Feng naturally understood what Song Yan meant.
Ever since the apocalypse descended, they had followed Young Master Wang's orders and done plenty of things that violated their own morals.
That did not even include things like seizing supplies.
Though none of them wanted to do it, professional ethics toward their employer had forced them to carry it out.
These past days had been tormenting for them as well.
But there was nothing they could do. After all, so many brothers still needed food and drink.
However, Leng Feng knew Song Yan's meaning went beyond that alone.
Song Yan was worried about the future of their bodyguard brothers! Following such a useless Young Master Wang, who spent every day doing nothing but chasing women, they could see no hope of surviving in the future.
"Brother Feng, instead of continuing to obey this Young Master Wang, why don't we brothers build something for ourselves!"
"It's the apocalypse anyway. Things like wages don't matter anymore!"
"He can't use them to keep us tied down anymore!"
Leng Feng was tempted as well.
These past days, Young Master Wang had cared only about enjoying himself and had paid no attention whatsoever to whether his bodyguard brothers lived or died.
When the apocalypse had first descended, the entire bodyguard team had numbered over a hundred men.
But now, some had mutated, some had died, and some had been injured.
And after the gunfight with the villa district's security team that had happened because Young Master Wang stubbornly insisted on it.
Only a little over twenty of them remained!
If this continued, few of their bodyguard brothers would survive. It did not matter if Leng Feng himself died, but he could not watch his brothers die miserably! Just as he hesitated, a commotion suddenly rose outside.
It was accompanied by intense gunfire.
When he walked out to look, he saw a pitch-black RV charging toward the gates of their Villa Number One. Bullets struck the RV and immediately ricocheted off! They could not pierce it at all! With the eyesight of a special forces soldier, he could naturally tell that it was a bulletproof RV! Bang! Accompanied by a violent crash, the gates of Villa Number One were smashed open!
As the smoke and dust cleared, a young man stepped out. "Hey!"
"Is Principal Wang here? I've come to collect a debt..."
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