Apocalyptic Invasion: I Activated the Apocalyptic Points System

"So there's no room for negotiation?"

Upon hearing Brother Biao's words, Chen Jianguo's face instantly darkened, his eyes turned cold, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the long-handled machete in his hand.

He would never allow Zhang Haiyang and Feng Wenlong to have a finger chopped off; that would make him look useless, and Zhang Haitao and Zhou Zhiqiang would never agree to it either.

"Fuck your grandpa! You want to cut off one of my fingers?" Feng Wenlong cursed, "I'll fuck your ancestors' women a hundred times over!"

"You're fucking asking for death!" Brother Biao glared fiercely at Feng Wenlong, but did not immediately make a move. Instead, he hesitated in his heart about whether to fight these people to the death.

It's the apocalypse now, with a lack of medical care and medicine. Getting injured will be very troublesome. If you encounter a sudden fog or monster, you might not have time to escape and could die.

Most importantly, would his six underlings really risk their lives for him?

How many people would risk their lives?

After weighing the pros and cons in his mind and thinking quickly for a moment, Brother Biao shouted, "If you don't want to cut off your fingers, kneel down and kowtow three times, and this matter will be over."

Upon hearing this, his momentum instantly weakened by three points.

"Screw you! If you've got the guts, let's have a bloody fight. Whoever wins gets the supermarket!" Zhang Haiyang shouted loudly as he saw that Brother Biao and the others' morale was waning.

"Damn it! I've already given you a way out, and you still won't take it?" Brother Biao was completely enraged. "Since you're so ungrateful, then let's beat you up!"

"Brothers, these guys want our chance to survive!" He glanced at his men beside him, brandishing his machete, and shouted, "What do you say we do?"

"Fuck you!"

"Get that son of a bitch!"

"Anyone who doesn't want me to live, I'll fight them to the death!"

"kill!!!"

The henchmen brandished their machetes and steel pipes, striking a pose as if they were ready to fight to the death. The supplies in the supermarket were their lifeline for surviving in the apocalypse.

Anyone who tries to take it, I'll fight them to the death!

"Kill!!!" Brother Biao roared, raising his machete and charging towards Chen Jianguo and his men. His six henchmen followed closely behind.

"Fuck your grandpa!"

Zhang Haitao and Zhang Haiyang rushed out at the same time, both with a desperate, all-or-nothing stance, raising their machetes and slashing at Huang Mao.

Zhou Zhiqiang and Feng Wenlong rushed forward immediately after them. In this situation, they couldn't run away even if they wanted to; they had no choice but to fight desperately.

Chen Jianguo was the first to rush out. He gripped his long-handled machete and swept it horizontally, forcing Brother Biao and the others who were rushing over to retreat repeatedly.

What followed was a street brawl, and people were injured and bleeding in an instant. The women and children hiding in the car were too frightened to make a sound by the scene outside.

Seeing this, Zhang Yanan, who was hiding in the darkness, frowned slightly, instinctively gripped the dagger, and tensed up, assuming a defensive stance.

At this moment, the two groups of people in the small square were completely bloodthirsty, aiming their knives at each other's vital points, completely disregarding their own lives.

Zhou Zhiqiang was the first to be injured, suffering several cuts to his arms and back. However, he also managed to cut the arm of a young man with long hair.

Zhang Haitao and Zhang Haiyang chased after Huang Mao, slashing at him until he ran around wildly, not understanding why the two of them were only chasing him.

The round-faced, bearded man with glasses was holding a steel pipe and kept chasing Feng Wenlong, laughing lewdly as he did so: "Hey bro, why are you running? Let's find a place and fight one-on-one."

Chen Jianguo, a former border guard, held his own against Brother Biao and his two henchmen, and in no time, he wounded all three men with his long-handled machete.

He didn't kill them, otherwise, Brother Biao and the other two would be dead!

Brother Biao's last henchman was the most cunning. After looking around, he went straight for Zhang Yanan, who was hiding in the corner, clearly intending to bully the weak.

"Hey girl, what are you doing here all alone?" He grinned lewdly at Zhang Yanan with a machete in his hand.

The short, chubby younger brother walked towards Zhang Yanan step by step. "Little sister, don't be afraid, your brother will take care of you."

When the two were only two meters apart.

"ha!"

Zhang Yanan suddenly stomped her foot, followed by a powerful elbow strike to the chest of the short, fat henchman, sending him flying four or five meters away before he crashed heavily to the ground.

"Holy crap! This woman's trained?" The short, fat thug who fell to the ground almost choked on his breath, and the machete in his hand had flown off somewhere.

Just as the entire small square descended into chaos and a multi-person brawl.

Qin Xu, who had been chased like a rabbit by the monster, ran back. He was slightly stunned when he saw the crowd fighting in the square, and for a moment he did not understand what was going on.

"Holy crap! How did they get into a fight so quickly?"

However, he didn't have time to think much, because the two-meter-tall "Patrick Star" had already caught up.

As he ran towards Zhang Yanan, he shouted loudly to Chen Jianguo, Brother Biao, and the others, "Stop fighting! The monster is coming!"

That shout that pierced the night sky instantly stopped the two sides who were fighting, and they all turned around to look in the direction Qin Xu was running from.

In the darkness seven or eight meters away, a burly figure over two meters tall was rushing towards them!

Just as everyone was stunned.

The monster, resembling Patrick Star, had rushed into the small square and was completely exposed to the car headlights, finally allowing everyone to see what it looked like.

This is a deformed monster that is two meters tall and blood red all over. Its waist is covered with layers of fat that almost reaches its knees, while its upper body is like a thick candle that is melting, tapering towards the top.

If viewed from a distance, this monster does indeed resemble a long, thin red pear.

What's most chilling is the monster's facial features!

A pair of fist-sized, blood-red eyeballs looked as if they had been forcibly shoved onto his face, with half of the eyeballs showing, and a gaping maw that resembled the enormous mouth of a purple carnivorous plant.

It has no nose or ears!

The limbs are disproportionately large, each one is almost entirely different in length, thickness and shape.

In its slender right hand, it held a cleaver more than half a meter long, the blade stained with blood and stained with some dark red bits of meat.

Everyone present was startled by the hideous and terrifying monster and retreated. Some of them were so frightened that their legs trembled and their backs turned to the ground.

Zhang Haitao felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively took two steps back. He gripped the machete tightly, swallowed hard, and looked at Qin Xu, who was panting heavily.

"Wait... brother, where did you bring back such a living devil?"

Everyone turned to look at Qin Xu, who was resting on the tricycle, their gazes sharp as knives. If looks could kill, he would be dead by now.