Slaughter

"The Governor wants to negotiate?" Little Fatty exclaimed, "We killed a lot of his people last night, and we even took out Ma Ruiqi. Can the Governor just let that go?"

"Of course, he can't let it go. He's just planning to use the negotiation as a pretext to deal with us," Kirk had read the plot. During this negotiation, the Governor planned to ambush the protagonist, Rick.

"I get it. The two gangs don't see eye to eye and want to go to war, but neither can afford the casualties," Little Fatty said carelessly. "So, they're planning to play dirty. Is Rick that stupid?"

"Rick should go," Kirk analyzed. "He's the leader of the team. The other town has more people than us and heavy weapons. If he refuses the other party's negotiation request because of personal grudges, let alone the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, even the plot characters will have opinions. If morale breaks, it's hard to lead the team."

As expected, with Andalusia mediating as the intermediary, Rick, despite hating the Governor to the bone, agreed to a temporary truce negotiation.

To guard against a possible surprise attack, the entire plot team discussed for a long time and fully considered the possibilities proposed by Kirk and others, preparing for the negotiation.

Shane led Green, Maggie, Carl, and others to defend the prison.

Boss Rick led Daryl and the limping Doctor Old Man to the negotiation.

Mori, Michonne, and other subordinates led all the newbies to ambush near the negotiation site—a secluded villa.

This time, The Space did not provide mission options but required all newbies to protect Rick. "The evil Governor claims to want a one-on-one meeting with Rick. Your mission is to ensure Rick's safety. Success will be richly rewarded, failure will deduct survival points, and negative survival points will result in elimination."

"Boss, we're so far from Rick, how can we protect his safety?" Little Fatty, hidden in the grass with a camouflage net and camouflage paint on his face, wore Soft Armor inside, looking like a hedgehog, a truly comical sight.

Based on the terrain, Mori assigned personnel. He and Daryl were stationed on the sides, with the newbies hidden behind. Because the Governor clearly stated in his letter requesting the negotiation that it would be "one-on-one," only two people were allowed to enter the villa on each side. Rick took Daryl and the limping old man. To avoid alerting the enemy, the others were a full 800 meters away from the villa.

"Rick can't die in the plot. The other side knows this and might play dirty, trying every way to kill Rick. If they want to fight, we won't back down either." Kirk wasn't too worried; Mori and Daryl were formidable fighters. He only had one lingering question. Ma Ruiqi's surrender should be because she offended Rick and saw no hope of continuing here. However, on the third night after the prison was attacked, Ma Ruiqi shouldn't have had this idea yet. So, who deliberately opened the lock and let the wolves in?

There was another mole in the team!

Ma Ruiqi and Sally were already dead. Kirk's mind replayed the scenes of Blondie, Ranmaru, the Korean newbie, and others' performances like a movie. The suspicion focused on the warden's key to the entire prison. That key... Suddenly, a thought flashed through Kirk's mind like lightning. (Kirk: Is this book really not a Conan fanfic? Infinite flow with puzzles?)

"I finally understand! Where is that damn Ranmaru?" Kirk urgently asked Little Fatty.

"He's by the tree over there with Michonne," Little Fatty pointed to a large tree in the distance.

Kirk and Little Fatty rushed over, but it was too late.

Michonne was dead, her eyes wide open in disbelief.

Her abdomen was ripped open from behind, her insides spilled out, and her head was severed. From her wide, angry eyes, it was clear she was ambushed from behind. Her cool and handsome silver Japanese Sword was gone.

"It was that damn cross-dresser!" Kirk gritted his teeth.

"Then how did he open the doors of the prison and let the walkers in? There were no signs of damage," Little Fatty asked curiously.

"There wouldn't be. That warden's key was given to Rick by him. While contractors can't replicate plot items, plot characters can. As the Governor's inside man, he could have copied a key and then worked with the Governor to open the prison gates, attacking us from both inside and out!"

"But, as a contractor on our side, doing this..." Little Fatty was still confused.

"He might not be our contractor at all!" Kirk said hatefully. "He might have been the Governor's contractor from the start! He entered the world first, killed the newbies following Michonne, and then pretended to be that newbie, following Michonne!"

"That works?" Little Fatty was truly amazed. "This cross-dresser has been lurking pretty deep, hasn't he?"

"Yes, if this person isn't dealt with, we'll never have peace!" a voice said slowly from behind.

Little Fatty turned around and saw Blondie standing behind them with a few people.

"Blondie, you heard everything. We have to find that Japanese cross-dresser quickly and kill him before he messes up our mission!" Little Fatty urged.

"No need to say more, Little Fatty. Blondie, this ******* is here to kill us both," Kirk said with a smile, turning back. "Isn't that right, Blondie brother?"

Blondie's expression changed several times, finally turning grim. "How did you know Blondie brother was going to kill you?"

"Because you're a stupid pig!" Kirk said with a smile. "You saw the survival points on me and Little Fatty with the [Tyrannosaurus Glasses], right?"

"Yes, you old hag! I was really fooled by you two little brats last time. I checked again these past two days, and your survival points combined are over ten thousand. As a price for deceiving Blondie brother, your death is here." Blondie grinned menacingly.

Little Fatty roared, "If you kill us, Rick is doomed. Failing this mission will..."

"Deduct survival points, right? We'll get a lot of survival points by killing you, and the Governor already talked to us through Ma Ruiqi beforehand. We think it's better to work with them. Now you..."

Kirk smiled and interrupted him. "Yeah, I don't want you, you *******, you piece of *******, to live any longer! Die! Now!" When he said "die," Kirk was still by the big tree 10 meters away from Blondie. By the time he said "now," he had already appeared beside Blondie!

As Blondie's voice appeared, Kirk, with his back to them, decisively drank the [Cat's Agility] potion he bought last time for defeating the mutated Walker King six times. His movement speed increased by 30%! Coupled with Kirk's own 8 points of Agility and the 30% movement speed boost from [Gonzalez's Feather Boots], his speed had increased to that of a contractor with almost 13 points of Agility!

13 points of Agility! More than 2.5 times the speed of an average person, he arrived in front of Blondie almost in a blur of afterimages.

Blondie cursed loudly and raised his gun to shoot.

This showed the huge gap in combat experience between them. As soon as he entered the world, Kirk had been constantly risking his life, sparing no effort to strengthen his close-combat abilities, while Blondie only hid behind the safe front lines and shot.

What suspense was there when a close-combat specialist fought a clumsy shooter?

Kirk, still fearing Blondie might have some tricks up his sleeve, immediately used [Throat Cut]!

Blondie had gained a lot through extortion and completing missions. This kid's Stamina had reached 7 points, and his Agility was 8 points. Although he was at a disadvantage, he still managed to dodge Kirk's fierce [Throat Cut] with a sideways movement, just barely avoiding it!

Kirk was unfazed, sneering and, without waiting for the dagger to be used again, counterattacked with another thrust! He had killed countless ferocious and powerful walkers in close combat. Blondie was naturally no match for a thrice-mutated walker in close combat.

Blondie dodged desperately but didn't completely evade. After drinking [Cat's Agility], Kirk's attack speed increased by 10%. A stream of blood fluttered from Blondie's face.

" * * * !" Before Blondie could curse further, Kirk flipped his dagger again and fiercely slashed it towards Blondie's ribs!

Blondie, terrified, fell to the ground. Kirk's attack missed, but he immediately gripped the dagger with both hands and fiercely stabbed downwards!

"Help!" Blondie screamed in fear. Although he was tough and prone to fighting, he had never seen such a murderous fighting style! This kid was like the Grim Reaper, his every stab aimed at vital points, seeking to kill.

Just then, Blondie's loyal friend, Bucktooth, rushed forward and grabbed Kirk's hands. Kirk's Strength was 7 points, and Bucktooth's was similar. They were locked in a stalemate.

Blondie got up and turned to run, yelling at his accomplice, "Are you all dead? * * * , there are only two of them! Kill them all!"

Little Fatty grabbed his steel shovel and threw himself into the fray. The last time his brother and he were robbed by Blondie, they didn't suffer any losses, but Little Fatty was still resentful. Now Blondie had returned, and he even wanted to kill his big brother and himself, so it had to be a fight to the death.

Kirk flung Bucktooth's hands away, then unleashed a [Throat Cut]. Bucktooth, serving as Blondie's team's mountain stronghold laborer and part-time MT, had 9 Stamina points, but lacking the Agility of his boss Blondie, he couldn't dodge. Accompanied by a flash of snow-white blade light, a gush of fresh blood sprayed from his throat. His eyes wide with rage, he clutched his neck and fell. Having been hit by Kirk's [Throat Cut], this unlucky fellow had passed the Toughness check and escaped instant death, but he couldn't escape the soul-snatching 4x fatal damage and 30 Bleed damage.

Five seconds later, Bucktooth died.

Blondie stared in horror as his most durable subordinate, Bucktooth, died at Kirk's hands in just one round. He couldn't believe it. Was this still the noob newbie who wouldn't fight back when robbed, wouldn't retort when insulted, and constantly called out "Big Brother"? How could there be such a big change in just six days?

However, he still cursed and ordered everyone to shoot. Mori had ordered everyone not to shoot, to avoid attracting the Governor's attention, but Blondie completely ignored this order now.

Let's kill this brat first!