Chapter 117
The man in the lead stopped dead when he saw the dark muzzle of a gun protruding from the window.
The people around him no longer dared approach either.
These days, nobody was thickheaded enough to test how hard a bullet was, let alone a sniper round. One shot from that thing would burst a head like a watermelon.
None of the people in this convoy dared question whether the sniper rifle was real.
After all, they had no way to be sure it was fake.
"Brother, don't shoot!"
The man in sunglasses leading the group immediately raised his hands and shouted, "We're the Northwest Wolf Convoy! I'm the captain, Wu Yuan. We saw your vehicle parked here and thought you might have run into trouble!"
Wu Yuan had assumed they were easy targets and thought he could squeeze something out of them. He had never expected them to produce a sniper rifle.
This was no joke.
In this apocalypse, anyone who could get hold of a gun was no ordinary person, much less someone with a sniper rifle.
"We're not in trouble, but we wouldn't mind a little. Captain Wu, you'd better not give anyone the wrong idea!"
Liu Chuan's voice came from inside.
Wu Yuan naturally knew this was a warning. Anyone who dared warn them so boldly despite knowing they had the numbers was either an idiot or someone with absolute confidence in their strength.
After glancing at the bodies on the ground, Wu Yuan wisely retreated to his vehicle.
"Brother, don't get the wrong idea. We're heading to Farstar Fortress. Want to come along?"
Once inside, Wu Yuan began extending an invitation, calling out, "These days, besides Malformed Aberrations, the wilderness has scumbags who like to block the roads and rob people. We're all