Leave no one alive

Lu Heng listened to her words without saying a word.

The last time he came to this camp, he only glanced at Song Yunjing. At that time, although she was a little thinner, she didn't seem to be in any serious condition, so he didn't pay much attention to her. He never expected that this girl had been bullied in this place for so long.

I felt a little uneasy.

The two men at the door were still shouting.

The man in camouflage took a step forward, his finger almost poking Lu Heng's face. "Did you hear me? Hand him over right now! You dare touch someone our boss has his eye on? Believe me, I'll make sure you can't stay in the Military District anymore!"

The man in overalls, a cigarette dangling from his lips, tilted his head and sized up Lu Heng, his tone flippant. "Kid, you look unfamiliar. You're not from the Military District, are you? What are you doing here acting all high and mighty? Get out of here before our boss gets angry, or we might spare your life."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Lu Heng made a move.

No one saw how he made his move. The next second, he had already flashed in front of the two of them, grabbed them by the neck with one hand, and lifted them up.

He deliberately left a small gap, not choking them to death, but letting them breathe.

Both of them had their feet off the ground, their faces flushed red, but they still stood up straight and remained stubborn.

"You... you dare touch me?" the man in camouflage squeaked through gritted teeth. "I'm from the Military District's logistics department! You can kill me, but you won't survive either!"

The man in overalls struggled desperately, waving his hands wildly. "Let go! Do you even know who our boss is?!"

Lu Heng remained expressionless.

With a snap, the arm armor on his arm shot out Ghost Claw, flashing with cold light, and pierced directly into the arm of the man in camouflage.

The Ghost Claw stirred the meat.

The man screamed in agony, his voice distorted with pain. Lu Heng, expressionless, yanked the arm outwards, ripping it off along with the bone, blood splattering everywhere.

Screams erupted instantly, echoing throughout the entire safe zone.

The people outside the prefab house were all alarmed, peeking in cautiously, but no one dared to come in.

Ignoring the outside world, Lu Heng continued to press, "Where was Song Yunzhong taken?"

The two were taken aback.

The man in camouflage convulsed in pain, his face blank. "Song... Song Yunzhong? Who's that? I don't know him..."

The man in overalls panicked. "We don't know anything about Song Yunzhong! We were sent by the boss to find this girl! The boss has taken a liking to her and wants us to take her there—"

Lu Heng's eyes turned cold.

These two people genuinely didn't know. They were just low-level errand runners sent by their boss to snatch someone away; they hadn't even heard of Song Yunzhou.

He let go.

The two men collapsed to the ground, still reeling, when Lu Heng swung his arm and slammed it heavily into the chest of the man in camouflage. The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible. The man's body bent at an unnatural angle, twitched twice, and then went still.

The man in overalls was terrified and tried to run away, but Lu Heng kicked him over and slammed him down with the same force, leaving him lifeless.

At this moment, the two old men guarding the gate finally heard the commotion and ran over shakily, guns in hand.

"What are you doing! Stop!" An old man held up a gun, his voice trembling, clearly lacking confidence.

Another old man was hiding in the back, his face pale, and his gun was trembling violently.

Lu Heng glanced at them and sensed that these two were not intimidating at all, just there to make up the numbers, so he ignored them.

When the two old men saw that he ignored them, they panicked and pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang!"

The bullets struck Lu Heng's Blood Armor armor without leaving a single mark.

Lu Heng was too lazy to argue. He manipulated the Mycelium of the Blood Taisui to shoot out from the ground, instantly entangling the two old men and sucking them into powder in a few seconds, leaving not even a trace.

Song Yunjing huddled in the corner and witnessed the whole thing.

Her face was deathly pale, her lips trembled, and her eyes were filled with terror. But strangely, besides the fear, she felt inexplicably at ease. That figure standing in the pool of blood was the only person she could rely on now.

Lu Heng turned around, his tone calm. "Let's go find clues about Song Yunzhong."

He paused, then casually asked, "Were all the people in this area the ones who robbed you of your supplies and bullied you back then?"

Song Yunjing paused for a moment, then nodded softly. "... They all are."

Lu Heng didn't say anything more.

The cruelest thing in the apocalypse is never the Zombie, but the human heart. Seeing the strong bully the weak is still disgusting.

He took Song Yunjing's arm and led her out of the prefab house.

At the same time, he secretly gave the Blood Taisui the order, "Close the gate, leave no one alive," and eliminate them all.

Lu Heng led Song Yunjing deeper into the camp.

The Mycelium of the Blood Taisui silently retracted from the ground, turning into thin streams that wrapped around his Blood Armor without making a sound.

Song Yunjing followed behind him, her steps a little unsteady. She would occasionally look up at him, her eyes filled with doubt.

She had thought Lu Heng's question, "Is this everyone in this area?" was meant to avenge her and punish those who had bullied her. But he did nothing; he simply turned and left.

She was a little disappointed.

Lu Heng sensed her emotional fluctuations, but remained silent.

He was having a bit of a headache. Song Yunzhong's matter was still unresolved, and if something unexpected happened, things would get even more complicated. He sighed inwardly.

The two walked to a building area behind the camp.

It was much quieter here than in the previous safe zone. The streetlights were dim, and the walls were covered with withered vines. At the very back was a three-story building with a sign that read "Logistics Department" hanging at the entrance. The door was tightly closed, but a faint light shone from inside.

Lu Heng didn't knock; he simply kicked the door open.

"Bang!"

The door slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

The person inside was startled, jerking up from their chair, their face deathly pale. With gunfire raging outside, his kick to the door had almost made them think Zombie had stormed in.

"Who the hell--"

Before the man could finish speaking, Lu Heng rushed over, grabbed his head, and slammed it onto the table.

"Weren't you looking for Song Yunjing?" Lu Heng's voice was very low. "I brought her to you."

The man was pinned to the table, his face contorted in pain, and he shook his head frantically. "Damn it, I don't know anything about this! You've got the wrong person!"

Lu Heng stared into his eyes.

Upon hearing the name "Song Yunjing," the person's emotions clearly changed. It wasn't confusion, but panic, guilt, and the tension of having a sore spot touched.

Lu Heng did not let go.

At this moment, Song Yunjing tugged at his sleeve from behind, her voice very low. "He... he shouldn't be, he's distributing supplies."

Lu Heng glanced at her and released her hand.

The man staggered back two steps, leaning on the table and panting heavily, his face deathly pale.

Lu Heng didn't leave; he just stood there looking at him. "What do you know?"

It's not a question, it's a statement.

The man's lips trembled slightly as he tried to play dumb, but Lu Heng's gaze held him firmly in place, and he dared not lie.

"I... I only know that it's related to the head of the Logistics Department." He swallowed, his voice trembling. "He sent people to make trouble for Song Yunjing. It seems... it seems I heard about it at the time, like they wanted to make Song Yunjing disappear or something, and he arranged for someone to do it. I don't know the specifics, I really don't know!"

Lu Heng remained silent.

The hand loosened; the crime did not warrant death.

However, while outside, artillery fire raged and soldiers fought desperately against Zombie on the front lines, these people behind the scenes not only didn't help, but also turned on their own people, looting supplies, bullying the weak, and forcing people to disappear.

He was too lazy to waste any more words with this person and turned to leave. Song Yunjing followed behind, her steps a little more steady than before, but her face was still pale.

Lu Heng pondered to himself, "The head of the Logistics Department? I'm increasingly hoping it's not what I'm thinking?"