Ye Zhao didn't concern herself with what the people downstairs planned to do. She didn't have the time or energy for that. After all, she was just a radiation-sick patient with a bald head, and managing to stay alive was already good enough.
She went straight up to the third floor and used her binoculars to check the supermarket across the street. Things were even more chaotic there now. Brother Leopard and his men had gone straight in to loot it. Without a word, they hacked at anyone they saw. Their savage brutality quickly sent everyone else fleeing for their lives. A few people had tried to resist, but they were killed on the spot, their bodies left outside the supermarket to intimidate anyone who might think of fighting back.
The ordinary survivors could only watch from far away as Brother Leopard and his men carried supplies out of the supermarket. They were furious and resentful, but there was nothing they could do.
The supermarket owner had originally been able to make a windfall by charging high prices or accepting gold and jade. But the moment Brother Leopard arrived, a bullet went straight through his head.
Ye Zhao set up her sniper rifle and took aim at Brother Leopard, who was sitting on the checkout counter smoking.
It was her first time pointing a gun at someone, and Ye Zhao was a little nervous. She took a breath, held it, and fired!
"Bang!" The bullet shattered the glass wall and flew past Brother Leopard's forehead.
The smug look on Brother Leopard's face gave way to terror. He flipped off the checkout counter, the gold in his hands scattering across the floor. "Fuck! There's a sniper!"
"Everyone, watch out!"
Ye Zhao narrowed her eyes and fired a second shot!
"Bang!"
This time, she missed by even more. The bullet nearly hit Brother Leopard's foot.
Ye Zhao: It's fine. I'll try again.
She fired several shots in a row, making Brother Leopard dance a little jig on the spot.
Brother Leopard and his men were badly startled. He scrambled behind a nearby shelf. Since Ye Zhao had attached a silencer, he had no idea where the shots were coming from.
Hearing the commotion, Brother Leopard's men immediately looked around warily. They banged their weapons against things as they searched. "Who was that? Which son of a bitch fired? Get out here!"
"Which blind bastard is looking to die?"
"When I find out who did this, I'll chop you into pieces!"
As they shouted, a few more bullets skimmed past them and shattered a car window. They'd initially been so scared they'd ducked for cover, but when they realized how poor the sniper's aim was, they burst into mocking laughter.
Brother Leopard finally poked his head out from behind cover. "Damn mutt! These shots look like they came from the building across the street. Just you wait—I'll chop off the hand that pulled the trigger and drink with it!"
Then he ordered his men, "Quit dawdling! Get those supplies into the cars!"
"Bang!"
Another shot rang out, hitting Brother Leopard right in the shoulder!
The arrogant, contemptuous Brother Leopard let out a cry of pain and collapsed. He crawled behind a car, his face twisted in agony. The men carrying supplies were startled too. They hunched over and ducked to the side. Another shot flew out, this one blowing a man's head apart. The bullet struck him between the brows. His eyes wide open, he fell to the ground, dead without knowing why.
Ye Zhao nodded with satisfaction. Just as expected, failure was the mother of success!
After Brother Leopard's men took two hits, they finally stopped daring to show themselves. Tsk.
Ye Zhao unwrapped a milk candy and popped it into her mouth, then continued aiming at Brother Leopard and his men. They couldn't stay hidden forever.
Meanwhile, Brother Leopard clutched his bleeding shoulder. One of his men immediately tore off a strip of clothing to bandage the wound and said quietly, "Brother Leopard, I think that sniper's pretty good. How about you give me your gun and let me protect you?"
Brother Leopard was tall and burly, with muscles all over. He could certainly take a beating and put up a fight. Even after being shot, he managed to stay on his feet. No wonder his position was so secure. "You want to die?"
The man gave an awkward laugh. "I'm loyal to you, Brother Leopard. I'm only thinking of what's best for you!"
Brother Leopard sneered, gripping his gun. "Go get the car. Gather the brothers and take them back to the hotel. We'll find the bastard who fired those shots and chop him up to feed the dogs!"
The man called the brothers at the hotel, but none of them answered, no matter how many times he tried. "Could something have happened to them?"
Brother Leopard's expression darkened. "Let's get back first!" If he didn't get his wound treated soon, he'd bleed to death.
Ye Zhao didn't have to wait long. Brother Leopard and his men soon came up with a plan: stick together, get into the cars together, and head back to the hotel.
Brother Leopard was still afraid of dying, so he sat in the back seat, well out of sight.
Ye Zhao aimed her scope at the driver in front and fired again!
Another hit. This time, she shot straight through the man's shoulder. The driver's face twisted in pain as he slammed his foot down on the accelerator, and the car sped up.
He didn't dare hit the brakes. If the car stopped, he was dead. His best chance was to reach the building across the street. The sniper was on the other building, and the closer he got to it, the more likely he was to end up in the sniper's blind spot.
Ye Zhao didn't think that far ahead. As long as she could line up a shot, she could fire again. Just as another bullet pierced the windshield, the driver broke out in a cold sweat, his face pale. His hands twisted on the steering wheel from the pain. He suddenly swerved and slammed into the car beside him. The engine died, and the car stopped in the middle of the road.
Brother Leopard flew into a rage. "What the hell are you doing? Get the car to the hotel!"
He even pressed the muzzle of his gun against the driver's head. "Drive, damn it! Or I'll blow your brains out right now! Move!"
But he got no response, even after waiting for a long while. The driver had already passed out in his seat.
Brother Leopard's face contorted with fury.
He took out his phone and began calling his men frantically. But none of the men who had just escaped answered. They were huddled nearby like quails, not daring to show their heads.
Ye Zhao looked at the two luxury cars that had crashed in the middle of the road. A grenade appeared in her palm. She pulled the pin and tossed it over.
Only protagonists could get shot and still get back up to fight ten people. These guys were clearly disposable villains. They deserved to die.
A series of three explosions thundered through the area.
The two luxury cars, worth millions, went up in flames. Survivors watching from a safe distance couldn't help spitting in disgust. "Good! They deserved it!"
"That was murder! How long has it been, and people can just kill each other like this now..."
"Wahhh, is there any hope left for ordinary people like us?"
"...Why is this happening? What's happened to our world?"
"Honey, honey, waah... You monsters! You killed my husband!"
"..."
Brother Leopard probably never believed he could die without even knowing how. His grand ambitions had ended before they'd even begun.
He didn't even know who had killed him.
Brother Leopard's men rushed back to the hotel. When they turned around and saw that the car he'd been in had been blown up, they could hardly believe it. But after their initial shock came unbridled delight. Brother Leopard was dead. That meant one of them could become the boss.
Ye Zhao put away her gun and carried the machine gun downstairs.