Doomsday America

Chapter 126 The Survivor with Many Mysteries (10k)

Upon hearing Eugene's words, Old Feng couldn't help but frown.

As he frowned, his gaze, through the binoculars, fell on the two people clumsily butchering the beef.

With just one glance, Lao Feng noticed the tattoos on the two men's faces, as well as the tattoos on their forearms that were exposed from skinning and cutting flesh.

The United States has a strong tattoo culture. Even in Camp Gavin, Eugene, Mike, Martin, and others all have tattoos. I saw them when I showered with them after my workout.

Old Feng shouldn't have cared about the tattoos on the two survivors, but the key point is...

The two people had the same tattoo on their forearms!

Old Feng had never lived in the neighborhood, so he didn't know the meaning behind the tattoo, but he instinctively felt that he needed to mention it to everyone.

So he continued to use the intercom and spoke.

"Eugene, have you ever seen a tattoo of a dagger stuck in a scorpion?"

"what?"

Eugene paused for a moment.

"Feng, you even saw what tattoos they had? Were they taking a shower?"

"No, those two just shot a cow and are butchering it now," Old Feng replied.

Upon hearing this, Eugene rushed downstairs and into the Dodge Mammoth, shouting as he did so.

"Fuck them! They're poaching our cattle, sons of the beach! I'm going to kill them!"

“Eugene, you haven’t answered my question yet. Have you ever seen that kind of tattoo? Both of them have the same tattoo on their forearms.”

Old Feng interrupted Eugene's cursing and pressed him for answers.

As Eugene drove toward the stables to pick up Martin, he pondered a reply to Old Feng.

"I haven't seen them before, but I have to warn you, Feng, if they really do have the same tattoos, you'd better not go over there!"

"Who knows which gang those tattoos belong to? If you don't understand their gang culture, only God knows how you'll be treated!"

"Martin and I will be there soon. You wait for us there for a while. Unless the unfamiliar survivors are about to leave, do not go out!"

At that moment, Eugene immediately changed his mind.

Just now, he had told Lao Feng to go and greet the survivors himself, but now he dared not let Lao Feng go.

As Eugene finished speaking, Old Bert suddenly spoke up over the walkie-talkie.

“Wait, Feng, if it’s a dagger tattoo on a scorpion, then they’re probably… what’s their name again? I think they’re from the Steam Sand Scorpion Gang.”

"That gang... if I remember correctly, at most there were only about twenty people, and they only operated around the town of Elkhart."

"Anyway, buddy, most of those guys are Mexican. They're not very famous, and a gang's lack of fame means they're not that fierce. But anyway, you'd better wait for reinforcements to arrive before making contact with them!"

Old Bert stopped there, but what he didn't mention was that Feng was Asian, and that this identity, along with his being alone and encountering two gang members, was significant.

Even gangs that aren't particularly fierce might become ruthless because of Feng's appearance.

As he pondered this, old Bert steered his wheelchair out of the broadcasting room, across the corridor to the window, and watched as Eugene drove towards the stables to pick up Martin, heading straight for the farm town.

Meanwhile, on the Dodge Mammoth.

Eugene slammed on the gas pedal and couldn't help but say to Martin.

"Damn it, I thought I wouldn't see these gangster bastards after the apocalypse."

"Dude, gang members are like tumbleweeds, an indispensable part of the West, and the closer it gets to the apocalypse, the more gang members there should be!"

Martin responded listlessly to Eugene, and lit another cigarette for himself.

Meanwhile, Lao Feng quietly approached a house, used the fence to shield himself, and continued to observe the two people with his binoculars.

Because he was too far away, he couldn't hear what the two men were saying. He could only see them wildly skinning the cow and putting it into a nearby Dodge Ram pickup truck.

After processing the cowhide, the two men simply began butchering the bull on the ground. They awkwardly removed large chunks of beef and slowly returned them to the vehicle.

About fourteen minutes later, Eugene's voice came through Old Feng's walkie-talkie.

"Hey, Feng, I've reached the three-way intersection at the farm. Report your location and the location of the survivors."

"Received. The survivor is 160 meters to the left of the town entrance, about 70 meters from the charred area of ​​the town. I am about 340 meters to the right of the survivor, temporarily hiding in the courtyard of a house."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Feng stood up, pushed his motorcycle to the door of the house, and straddled it to continue watching.

Eugene grinned and said.

“I see you. Let’s take turns, one in front and one behind, and surround these two guys. I’ll draw their attention, and you move stealthily. Let me probe their situation before making a decision.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene slammed on the gas pedal, instantly unleashing a deep engine roar.

As the engine roared towards the town, Old Feng clearly saw the two survivors suddenly straighten up and look in Eugene's direction.

Taking this opportunity, Lao Feng held the motorcycle with one hand and the binoculars in the other, using his legs to control the motorcycle to move forward slowly.

Meanwhile, on Eugene's side, when he approached within eighty meters of the dead cow, the two bull hunters had already drawn their guns.

In the passenger seat, Martin picked up his heavy crossbow and looked in the direction of the two men, saying...

"A Beretta 92FS, and... is that a stun gun?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Eugene, who nodded in confirmation.

"That's right, a TASER-X2 stun gun. That's the kind of equipment you'd get for a county-level prison guard. But do you think they look more like prison guards or criminals?"

At this point, Eugene parked the car about 25 meters away from the dead cow, then picked up HK and got out of the car.

Upon seeing Eugene get out of the car, the two men, their hands covered in blood, exchanged a surprised glance, and one of them, a bald white man, couldn't help but speak up.

"Damn Irish redheads! And two of them?!"

"Shut your mouth! Their weapons are like those of the Navy SEALs, are you blind?!"

No sooner had the bald man finished speaking than another guy with a buzz cut yelled at him.

Upon hearing this, the bald man couldn't help but stare at Eugene's rifle, which resembled a Christmas tree, swallowed hard, and then struggled to raise his stun gun, aiming it at Eugene as he got out of the car.

At the same time, Martin quietly got out of the car and aimed his heavy crossbow at another man with a buzz cut.

Eugene, meanwhile, casually held his gun and approached the two with a wicked grin.

As Eugene drew closer, the sight of the Christmas tree-like rifle in Eugene's hand sent shivers down his spine.

Feeling the fear of rifles, the crew-cut man spoke helplessly.

"Buddy, we just killed a cow, and it was a cow that was roaming in the wilderness. That shouldn't have offended you, right?"

"Shut your mouths, you bastards! You're killing my boss's cow, understand? My boss's cow!"

Upon hearing the buzz-cut man's words, Eugene took two steps forward without hesitation and smashed the butt of his gun into the buzz-cut man's wrist, forcefully slamming the Beretta 92FS pistol to the ground!
In the distance, Old Feng stared at this scene in astonishment, his mouth agape in disbelief.

Is this how violent law enforcement is?

And... those two guys who look pretty fierce, actually fall for this?

While Lao Feng was still in shock, the crew-cut man, who had been hit hard by Eugene, helplessly raised his hands.

"Hey buddy, don't be so fierce, we two can't hurt you."

At this point, the man with the buzz cut turned to the bald man and couldn't help but offer a reminder.

"Abel, drop the gun, don't mess with them!"

"OK, I get it, damn it, where the hell did this guy come from?"

The bald man, known as Abel, reluctantly tossed the stun gun aside.

After confirming that the two men were no longer holding guns, Eugene nodded in satisfaction, then walked up to Abel, pressed the muzzle of his gun against Abel's forearm, and said.

"A dagger, a scorpion, a steam-powered sand scorpion?"

"You know our gang? Dude, if we had a grudge, our gang would be finished, and everything would be over!"

Abel looked at Eugene with a bitter expression, and Eugene chuckled and continued to ask.

"Tell me your name."

"Abel Giraldo".

"age."

"Twenty-nine."

"gender."

"Male, Farke, man!"

"Mexican?"

"Yes."

How many of you are there in total?

"Five of us..."

When Eugene pressed him on this point in one breath, bald Abel was taken aback, and then couldn't help but ask Eugene in return.

How do you know there are more than two of us?

"Tch, idiot, I'm now absolutely certain there are more than two of you."

Eugene chuckled in response, then pulled out his walkie-talkie and spoke to Old Feng.

"Feng, the danger is over. We overestimated these two gang members. Their tempers are just like their now-defunct gang—it's like they've all vanished."

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene laughed without any politeness.

Hearing Eugene laugh, Abel wanted to say something, but his words were immediately interrupted by the voice on the walkie-talkie.

“Received. But I don’t think we overestimated them. In my opinion, the reason they dropped their guns so quickly is because they were not facing just me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Feng started his motorcycle and quickly arrived near them.

At the same time, after confirming that they were actually surrounded by more than two people.

The man with the buzz cut grimaced helplessly and spoke.

"Dude, is it really necessary? You guys have special forces guns, aren't they enough to take care of the two of us? You even hid one more?"

"Take care of you? Why would I take care of you? Don't be stupid, I'm Santa Claus here to deliver presents to you, you guys are fucking lucky!"

Eugene interrupted the buzz-cut man with a cold laugh and casually asked him a question.

"Tell me your name first!"

Arturo Velázquez.

"OK, Arturo, can you tell me who your favorite football player is?"

Eugene asked with ill intent.

Upon hearing this, Arturo paused for a moment, then replied hesitantly.

"A football player? Dude, why would you ask such a question? Who else could it be but Gavin? Speed, strength, passing accuracy, and intelligence—he's the best in the league. He's the most perfect quarterback in the world!"

"Oh...hehe..."

Upon hearing Arturo's answer, Eugene grinned menacingly, then turned to the bald Abel and asked.

"And you, bald guy, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene let out a particularly wicked sneer, which made Abel's muscles tense up.

So, after swallowing hard, the bald Abel spoke with great conviction.

"Only kids like Gavin, I prefer Tom Brady! That little cowboy Gavin never even saw Brady at his peak, otherwise his five consecutive championships wouldn't have been so easy!"

After saying this, Abel let out a long sigh.

Hey bro, if Gavin isn't the answer you're looking for, then Brady should be fine, right?

Before Gavin swept through the NFL, Tom Brady debuted in 2000 and led the Patriots to four Super Bowl championships in 2001, 2003, 2004 and 2007.

Before Gavin began his dominant run from 2008 to 2012, Tom Brady was widely recognized as the best pocket quarterback in the US.

Upon hearing Abel's answer, Eugene nodded in satisfaction and then continued speaking to the delighted Abel and the frustrated Arturo.

"Hmm, I've remembered your answers, hehe."

"I have good news for you. My boss's camp is recruiting. You... at least you know how to slaughter cattle, so you might be eligible to be accepted by my boss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene held HK in one hand, lowered the muzzle of the gun to the ground, and then stepped forward to pat the two men on the arm.

He then took out his walkie-talkie, tuned it to the field service frequency, and spoke.

"Boss, this is Eugene. Is it convenient for you guys to chat? I have some good news to share with you."

"Say it... (rat-a-tat-tat... Ah! Rat-a-tat-tat!)"

In the brief moment before Gavin responded, a mix of gunshots and brief screams came through the walkie-talkie.

Upon hearing that sound, the two gang members felt a chill run down their spines.

Eugene continued speaking to Gavin.

"Ha, you guys sound very busy, but we haven't been idle either."

"Feng found two gangsters on patrol. They slaughtered a cow on our farm. We've surrounded them and found out there are five of them! Five people!"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Gavin, who was firing his gun passionately in the town of Richard, was stunned and even paused briefly in the middle of the gun.

The three Madisons quickly looked at Gavin, who then picked up his walkie-talkie and gave a reminder.

"Since they're from a gang, can we easily believe what they say? Just because they say there are five doesn't mean there are only five. Take them back and interrogate them further. Find out everyone's gender, basic information, reasons for survival, and where they're camping!"

"Most importantly, if you're sure they're gang members, why would the remaining five of them send two gang members out hunting cattle to serve the team?"

"Could they possibly have the same great atmosphere as our team? Or are the remaining guys stronger and more ruthless than those two gang members? Let's figure all of this out!"

"We'll head back immediately and tell Lao Feng to prepare lunch for Doris. We'll have lunch early today, and after lunch, we'll drive the armored car directly to find the rest of their men!"

After saying that, Gavin put down the walkie-talkie and turned to Steve.

“Steve, it’s time to wrap up the morning’s operation. Let’s take Screaming Sister home first, take good care of her, and then go see our new member.”

"No problem, boss. We had a great morning. I think we took down at least three hundred zombies!"

Steve smiled and gave Gavin a thumbs up, while Gavin, as Steve sped away from the zombies, used a wooden stake to gag the screaming girl.

With that, War Shield quickly left Richard Town and headed towards the manor.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the farm town.

Hearing Gavin's words, Eugene pursed his lips and turned to Martin and Feng with a smile.

"Did you hear that, guys? The boss always has something on his mind."

After exchanging a few words with his companions, Eugene turned to the two gang members and said...

"As for you, get in the car. Do you need me to tie you up?"

"No, no, no, we don't need them. We're both out of weapons, really!"

The bald man quickly waved his hands, not wanting to be tied up.

Beside him, the man with the buzz cut explained to Eugene with a pained expression.

“Buddy, your boss is right. The two of us have no say in our own territory. There are two Black Blood Jazz gangsters with us. They found the prison guards’ rifles and were having sex with the female prisoners in the car, but they won’t let us touch a hair on their heads!”

"Heh, do you need to be so nosy, you idiot? I'll get what I want to know from you in my own way!"

Eugene interrupted the crew-cut man with a cold laugh, then gave Old Feng and Martin a look.

Immediately, Old Feng understood and stepped forward, searching the two men.

Martin yawned lazily; he was becoming increasingly listless and occasionally felt restless and anxious.

Seeing that Martin didn't move, Eugene approached Martin impatiently, nudged him with his elbow, and cursed.

"Can't you fucking cooperate with me for once? Look at Feng, look at our perfect teamwork!"

"Heh... yawn... I don't want to have any chemistry with an idiot like you."

Martin sneezed, then put down the crossbow, took the rope from Old Feng, and tied the two men up.

After Eugene and Martin tossed the two men into the pickup truck bed, they also moved the remaining beef from the ground onto the Dodge Ram.

And so, Eugene drove the Mammoth, Martin drove the Ram, and Old Feng rode his motorcycle, and the group returned to the front of the manor.

Seeing that Lao Feng had returned safely, Cao Xinyan, who was sitting on the sentry post with her child on her back, finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

Bella and William went to the yard and waited at a distance for the mammoth to approach.

But as the mammoth passed by the two men, Eugene rolled down the car window and shouted something to them.

"Don't wait here, go back and help in the kitchen, we have other things to do!" "Helping in the kitchen is my job, Eugene, the two of them can help carry the beef."

Old Feng interrupted Eugene, then parked the motorcycle at the manor gate and began to explain to William and Bella.

"The boss will be back soon. I'm going to help Sister Doris cook. Eugene and the other one need to interrogate the new survivors; their situation is a bit special."

"What? Interrogation? Why can't we conduct an interrogation on the manor?"

Upon hearing Lao Feng's words, Bella immediately asked.

Upon hearing this, Old Feng hesitated for a moment, then smiled憨厚ly and said.

"Bella, the boss's estate is too luxurious; it's not a good place for interrogation. Eugene and the others have better options."

After saying that, Old Feng didn't care whether Bella understood or not, and jogged into the manor, went into the kitchen to help Doris prepare the food, and also prepared a little surprise for Gavin.

Martin parked the ram at the door, handed the beef over to others, and then, trembling, mounted Gavin's multi-million dollar motorcycle and chased after Eugene.

In reality, Martin didn't chase them for more than a few hundred meters; after all, Eugene had only escorted the gang members to the vicinity of the five zombies.

As Martin reluctantly stopped his motorcycle, Eugene was savagely dragging the bald man all the way to the zombie who was fully limbed and flailing his arms and legs.

"Fuck! How could you raise zombies! Fuck!"

"Don't pull me, please! I'll tell you everything, I really will, just don't let me get near that damn thing!"

"Hey! Boss! Help me! Boss Martin, help me!"

As he got closer and closer to the zombie that was dancing and waving on the wooden stake, the bald man was truly terrified.

He kept shouting incoherent pleas for mercy!

However, no matter how quickly he begged for mercy, Eugene still wore a violent and gleeful expression and forcibly dragged him to a place only a little over a meter away from the zombie!
At this distance, every time the zombie waved its hand, it seemed like it could touch the bald man's clothes.

Whenever a zombie's hand swung towards him, the bald man with the knife tattoo on his face couldn't help but close his eyes and pray with a pained expression.

Seeing the bald man with his eyes closed, Eugene grinned, then tugged hard on the bald man's rope and growled.

"Abel, tell me, how many of you are there!"

"Five! Really five! Four men and one woman! Besides the two of us, there are two black men! They're the black devils from the Black Blood Jazz Gang!"

"We were all prisoners in the jail! But after all the guards turned into zombies, Cassius of the Black Blood Jazz gang was the first to escape! He released us living people! I'm telling the truth!"

“Which prison!” Eugene roared.

Indiana District Jail!

"How did you end up in the Indiana District jail? Don't fucking try to fool me. Don't think I don't know you're a gang from Elkhart. Why would you travel over 50 kilometers to be jailed in an Indian neighborhood?"

Hearing the bald man's answer, Eugene growled viciously and finally dragged the bald man away from the intact zombie and carried him to the zombie whose limbs had all been broken.

This time, the safe distance was further reduced, so Eugene simply lifted the bald guy up to within 20 centimeters of the zombie's mouth!

At this distance, the bald man could even feel the zombie's saliva spraying on his face!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

When the zombie's saliva landed on his skin, the bald man struggled violently, so much so that even Eugene had to use all his strength to deal with it.

Feeling the zombie's saliva gradually wetting his neck, the bald man struggled in vain and immediately slumped down, his crotch quickly becoming wet.

"I'm doomed... Their saliva got on my face, I'm doomed... Fuck you! I'm fucking dead!"

For a moment, the bald man, his face filled with despair, squeezed his urine, closed his eyes helplessly, awaited his death, and fantasized about becoming a zombie.

In the midst of his constant daydreaming.

Suddenly, Eugene roared in his ear.

"Tell me, with only five of you, why were those two black guys you're talking about having sex with 'those' women in the car?!"

"How many are there?! How many of you are there?! Answer me the fuck, six or seven, or more, speak up!"

"Seven! No! Eight! We started with eight people! But now there are only five! I don't want to become a zombie!"

Immediately realizing that he hadn't turned into a zombie yet, the bald man quickly spat it all out onto Eugene.

"I woke up in the early hours of the morning. At that time, the guys in the cell next to me were like they had gone mad. They were banging on the cell door like crazy. The whole prison was like hell!"

"I was completely helpless. There was no food, no water, and I waited for more than ten hours before Cassius finally rescued me!"

“Cassius is the second-in-command of the Black Blood Jazz Gang. Although their gang is small, they are extremely ruthless. Even though Texas doesn't welcome them, they are very influential in the slums. I even think that each of them has a life on their hands!”

“I don’t know how Cassius escaped, but he found a prison guard’s rifle and got the key to the cell. Arturo and I were both released!”

“At first we had eight people, five men and three female prisoners!”

"Because there were too many zombies in the prison, Cassius wanted us to escape with him. The fattest female prisoner was bitten into a zombie by a prison guard when we ran out. Then there were seven left, yes, seven, enough to fill a seven-seater car!"

"In short, there weren't many prison guards in the prison, and many of them were in their own bedrooms. The prison rooms are all fenced off, so they couldn't get out. That's how we found the guards' car and ran away!"

“While in the car, Cassius took advantage of the prettiest female prisoner. I was driving, and Cassius’s men were in the passenger seat, Arturo, another female prisoner, and another man were sitting in the second row!”

"Believe me! I remember it very clearly! I can even remember how many moles that woman had on her butt!"

"I don't know the other man, but anyway, that guy touched the female prisoner's breasts and then Cassius killed him. The bullet went through his head and shattered the car window!"

"Yes, at this point we had six left. After we set up camp, the other woman was also taken away and played with by Cassius and his men. However, this time the woman had gonorrhea, and Cassius shot her in a fit of anger!"

“Five, we really only have five people left! Cassius forced us to come out and find antibiotics, or he would kill us if we couldn’t find them, so we didn’t go back after we came out. We ran far away and hid in an empty farm!”

“We hid on the farm for two days, thinking that Cassius wouldn’t be able to find us for a while, so we came out to find something. When we saw a herd of cattle, we slaughtered one and wanted to roast some beef. We’re telling the truth!”

"I'll never fucking kill a cow again, I'll never kill a cow again!"

Abel wailed in despair, while Eugene grinned and said...

"Haha, this story is going to be quite interesting, you idiot!"

Eugene burst into a satisfied laugh, then tossed Abel toward Martin.

Seeing this, Martin quickly dodged a few steps, and while Abel was falling to the ground, he dodged his wet pants and stepped on him.

Eugene rushed to Arturo, grabbed him, and slammed him heavily into the zombie's chest.

Arturo crashed into a zombie in a sorry state, then hurriedly moved away from it, falling backward to the ground.

But no sooner had he fallen than Eugene pounced on him, lifted him up, and pressed him against the zombie's chest.

Suddenly, the zombie's saliva landed directly on his head, causing even someone as calm as Abel to take deep breaths repeatedly.

Arturo's breathing finally became erratic, and the zombie's saliva was about to drip down his head.

Eugene then turned his face towards him and asked.

"That Cassius guy is such a bastard, so why should he trust you? Tell me, why should he believe you would go and find him medicine!"

"And those guns, don't tell me you found them outside. Those are the kinds of guns you see in prisons. You couldn't possibly find those damn stun guns in those ranchers' houses. Even a three-year-old wouldn't play with those!"

"So, how exactly did you gain Cassius's trust? Why did he hand you the pistol and stun gun he found in prison? Answer me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene grabbed Arturo by the hair and then, with a look of glee, dragged Arturo in front of the zombie.

The feeling of having hair to pull... is just so damn satisfying!
As the zombie struggled to approach him, its teeth clanged against his face, accompanied by a series of sharp, crackling sounds as it roared.

Arturo swallowed hard, his pupils dilating slightly.

"I said!"

He suddenly spoke.

“The gun was indeed given to us by Cassius, and they did trust us to go find the medicine, because…because…”

At this point, Arturo hesitated for a moment.

Seeing this, Eugene grinned, then pulled out his pistol and shoved it hard into the zombie's mouth!
Kaspersky!

After the zombie bit the pistol hard, Eugene pulled it out forcefully, knocking out two of the zombie's teeth in the process.

He then continued to interrogate Arturo while making a gesture as if he were about to shove the pistol back into Arturo's mouth.

"Do you need me to help you cure your stutter, you son of a bitch, why would he trust you!"

"Because we did it too, you piece of shit, we did it too!"

At this moment, Arturo did not speak, but it was Abel, the bald man Martin was standing on, who spoke.

Seeing this, Eugene turned around abruptly and roared at Martin.

"Shut him up!"

"He has already shut up."

As Martin answered, he casually punched Abel hard in the chin, knocking him unconscious.

Then, Eugene turned to Arturo, staring at him intently with immense excitement.

Meeting Eugene's excited gaze, Arturo swallowed several times before speaking with difficulty.

“Abel is right, we…we did it too. Cassius made us sleep with that woman with gonorrhea, and then…and then…he even made us kill her. He forced us to do it, he forced us to do it!”

"Ha...as expected...I knew it wasn't just the boss who was smart, I have brains too, hahahaha!"

At that moment, Eugene burst into a startling laugh, pulling Arturo away from the zombies as he laughed, then throwing Arturo to the ground.

Seeing Eugene laughing incessantly, Arturo could no longer suppress his tension, and gradually, his body began to tremble.

After laughing his fill, Eugene squatted down next to Arturo, raised his pistol, and asked him a question.

"Go on, buddy, I haven't finished the story I want to hear yet. After you fucked the girl with gonococcus, you killed her, and then how long did it take you to get out?"

"One day? Two days? Screw that! One or two days is enough time for you to find a whole truckload of guns in the nearby countryside, and instead you're using some crappy pistol to slaughter cows?"

"Tell me, how long have you been out here?!"

"Four hours! Just four hours! We've only been out for four hours!"

At that moment, Arturo cried out to Eugene in despair.

"We fucking messed with her for days before we found out she had gonorrhea. She was getting treatment when she went to jail, but the world ended before she was cured, damn it!"

"I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you everything, just don't let me get close to that thing, torture me in another way, please!"

"Aha, look what new information I've discovered!"

Hearing Arturo's words, Eugene excitedly patted Arturo's face, then leaned closer and whispered a question.

"How many days did you play with her? So you got the order wrong! Did he force you to play with her? If he forced you, why would he let you play with her for several days in a row before going out to find medicine?"

"Mazefak, how much of what you're saying is true!"

"Pooh!"

Eugene spat a large mouthful of saliva directly onto Arturo's face.

Arturo remained expressionless, simply panting as he spoke to Eugene.

“I’m telling you all now, really, at first, we really didn’t know that woman had gonorrhea.”

"Cassius played with her first, and then he played with her along with his men!"

"Once they've had their fun, they'll hand that woman over to us. He wants us to do things for him, and that woman is a benefit he's offering us."

"We really didn't know she was sick, we just...we just played around for a few days. We hadn't touched a woman in a long time while we were in prison!"

"Go to hell, you still have the nerve to say that, haha~"

Eugene was so angry he laughed, and immediately took the butt of his gun and fired a shot at Arturo.

Meanwhile, the faint sound of engines could be heard on the road leading to the resort area.

Upon hearing this voice, Martin paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Ah, the boss is back! After hearing their story, I really hope he's safe and sound."

"Yeah, when I was in the Middle East, I always thought I was the worst kind of bastard, doing all sorts of bastard things, and I even did a lot of dirty work for my superior."

"But thinking about it now, haha, I'm not even as good as some of those gangsters. I'm really outdone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene chuckled and released Arturo, stepping on him under his foot, while looking towards the resort area in the distance.

Once the battle shield came into view, Eugene turned on the intercom and spoke.

"Boss, bring five zombies over here. We have some great stories to tell, better than any Netflix drama!"

"it is good."

Gavin agreed, and the shield immediately changed direction, eventually stopping beside Eugene.

Looking at the imposing armored vehicle, and then at the four burly men... three burly men getting out of it...

Arturo was startled by Nikita's cold and beautiful face as soon as he saw her. He quickly buried his face in the grass. He dared not look at his boss's woman!
At the same time, Gavin glanced around, then stood in front of Eugene and asked expressionlessly.

"Explain the situation."

"Okay~"

Eugene immediately told Gavin everything, even the different versions of the story.

After hearing those stories, Gavin wasn't surprised. Lying is a costless thing; you can't just meet anyone for the first time and expect them to tell you their whole heart.

Besides, the more lies you tell, the more flaws you'll find, and the truth will eventually come to light.

Beside him, Steve's face had turned as fierce as Zhang Fei's.

Madison glanced uneasily at Gavin.

Honestly, even though Madison was Black, he didn't like some of his fellow countrymen, especially the poor and wicked ones...

As for now, Madison is only worried that his boss will take his anger out on him because of those two black guys, or even develop a prejudice against his race!
Nikita, however, remained completely unmoved, for she already knew what would happen in the apocalypse.

Meeting Gavin was an accident, but before meeting Gavin, she had already met the cult member she had shot.

That cult member, in a post-apocalyptic world, actually seems much more normal than Gavin.

As for Gavin, who was being watched by Nikita at the moment, he pondered as he approached Arturo, who had buried his face in the grass.

Gavin crouched down, lifted Arturo's upper body, and helped the man sit up before speaking to him coldly.

"Your stories..."

"Gavin? Mazefakr! Am I dead?! The boss he was talking about is you! You're still alive...?!!"

Boom!
Before Arturo could finish cheering, Gavin stabbed him in the ribs.

He ran his hand along Arturo's ribs and skin, found his most vulnerable spot, and then pried it open hard.

Click...

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Arturo's screams even silenced the manor several hundred meters away.

Hearing the indescribable screams, Bella and the others swallowed hard, while William quickly closed the manor gate.

At the same time, the bald Abel, who had just been unconscious, was also awakened by the screams and struggled in terror.

Seeing that the guy at his feet had woken up, Martin yawned and asked Gavin.

"Boss, this bastard who talks nonsense is awake again. Should I just send him on his way? Anyway, he's useless if he doesn't tell the truth."

"Don't do that yet."

When Martin asked the question, Gavin raised his hand to stop him, and then explained softly.

"I'm not afraid of two people who are full of nonsense, but I'm afraid of one person who makes it hard for me to distinguish between truth and falsehood. When they are both still alive, the information can at least corroborate each other, and their respective value will be weakened and offset by the existence of the other."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin waved to Martin, who immediately punched Abel again, knocking him unconscious once more.

When the bald man Abel fainted, Arturo's screams also stopped, because he too had fainted from the pain.

Seeing this, Gavin found his broken ribs and put them back in place.

"Ahhh!"

The sharp screams rang out again, and Arturo was awakened by the pain. Before his screams could stop, Gavin grabbed him by the throat and slammed him to the ground.

Looking into Arturo's eyes, Gavin gave him a moment to rest, then released his neck and asked.

“There’s something crucial, buddy. Your experiences with that Cassius fellow might earn him his trust to let you go, but how can he believe you’ll come back?”

"Didn't the bald guy say that you wanted to run away? And that's true. You can leave Cassius very easily."

“But you’re not exactly leaving, buddy. If you were really planning to run away, why would you be preparing inconvenient raw beef? Raw beef only means that you’re already prepared to set up camp and start cooking.”

"So, what made him believe you would take the medicine back, and what made you not leave that bastard behind and go solo? Explain."

At this point, Gavin gently patted Arturo's ribs, and Arturo, after trembling slightly, suddenly spoke to Gavin.

"Because... hiss... because the first female prisoner Cassius played with was my sister!"

(End of this chapter)