"Wang Hao! You actually dared to shoot me, you son of a bitch, you son of a bitch."

Zhang Ming clutched his leg, cursing as he rolled around on the ground.

He never imagined Wang Hao would have a gun, let alone dare to fire it.

He was completely reckless!

"Murder! Somebody help!"

"Help! Wang Hao's gone crazy."

Rather than feeling terrified, the people around them shouted with expressions of excitement.

In their eyes, Wang Hao had lost it and just started shooting.

Now, things were really out of hand.

Wang Hao was done for.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."

Wang Hao repeatedly pulled the trigger, emptying the bullets in his gun, quickly changed the magazine, and a series of shots echoed again.

The rest, following Zhang Ming's footsteps, all collapsed to the ground, holding their legs and howling.

The two guards looked at each other.

They both shook their heads helplessly.

This bunch really was looking for death!

Even if they wanted to help, there was nothing they could do.

"Wang Hao, how dare you, how dare you."

Zhang Ming expressed disbelief.

Wang Hao had such audacity, so recklessly brazen.

"Madman, I always said he's a madman."

The colleague at the tail end held his leg, crying and shouting.

Regret!

He regretted it so much!

If only he had stayed in the car.

Just then, Zhai Jin arrived with a group of guards.

Seeing these people, Zhang Ming and the others brightened up.

Finally, someone was here!

Sadly, they'd all been shot.

It was unclear if there were any doctors here.

Being shot was very dangerous in this post-apocalyptic world.

They were just about to make a complaint.

Then a shocking scene unfolded before their eyes.

Zhai Jin and the others actually saluted Wang Hao.

"Brother Hao, what's going on?"

Zhai Jin asked in a low voice.

This...

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The guards' words echoed in their minds.

Coupled with Wang Hao's series of actions.

Could he really be the supreme leader here?

But how could that be possible?

Some of the smarter ones felt a chill down their spines.

Whether Wang Hao was the supreme leader was already unimportant.

From these people's behavior, it seemed Wang Hao had very high status here.

This made it easy for him to control them.

"Nothing much, just ran into some idiots."

Wang Hao shrugged indifferently, put away his gun, and looked at Zhang Ming and others with a smile:

"Originally, if you had just talked to me nicely, I would have let you in, after all, I'm also recruiting people.

And for old times' sake, I might have even given you some privileges, but, what a pity!

You insisted on looking for death."

"Wang... Wang Hao! What are you trying to do?"

Zhang Ming's eyes were filled with terror.

"Wang Hao, I was wrong, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, Zhang Ming and the others tricked me! Please let me in, I beg you, please let me in, okay?"

The female colleague cried as she pleaded for forgiveness.

She thought Wang Hao might show mercy, otherwise, he would have shot them in the head, not the legs.

If she admitted her mistake and played soft, she believed there was still a chance for Wang Hao's forgiveness.

"Wang Hao, I was wrong, I was wrong, save me, save me!"

The male colleague at the tail also kowtowed frantically on the ground.

However, some others still had sinister intentions.

Complaining to Zhai Jin and the others.

"My uncle is **, a battalion commander, and this guy shot us for no reason. I demand you control him immediately, or I'll report this to the end."

"You must give us an explanation for this incident."

"It hurts so much! I'm dying, it's murder, it's murder."

....

They lay on the ground, causing a commotion, rolling around.

Wang Hao had a hint of a cold smile on his lips.

He pulled the grenade off Zhai Jin's shoulder, and after arming it, threw it directly over.

In an instant, everyone's eyes widened.

Zhang Ming and the others went insane with fear.

They wanted to run, but terror robbed them of control over their bodies.

Even if they could control their bodies, their legs were crippled, so they couldn't get up.

"Boom."

A massive explosion sounded.

Most of Zhang Ming and the others were blown to death.

Only a few lucky ones were half-dead.

Zhang Ming was one of them.

He lay on the concrete floor, body not only blasted but with shrapnel embedded, bleeding profusely.

He raised his head with difficulty to look at Wang Hao: "Wang Hao! You are so vicious!"

"Vicious?"

Wang Hao looked at him with a slight disdain in his eyes:

"Zhang Ming, when you and Zhou Chenggong conspired to trap me, didn't you consider how vicious you were?

I had let those things slide, didn't plan to fuss over them, but you had to come here threatening me, wanting to report me, and even slander me, trying to get me captured and interrogated.

Since you did eleven, shouldn't I do fifteen?"

"Ugh~~"

Zhang Ming coughed up a mouthful of blood: "Wang Hao, you're cold-blooded, you show no regard for our school ties.

Following someone like you, I'm afraid I'd become cannon fodder, just a pawn for discard anytime!"

A glint flashed in Wang Hao's eyes.

This Zhang Ming really was something.

He felt this way during the previous drug dealings.

Such a person could live quite well in this apocalyptic world.

This time too, if not for his foreknowledge, if not for acquiring the Blade of Plunder.

If he was really the timid hoarder Zhang Ming imagined.

Zhang Ming would have easily manipulated him.

Then he would have become Zhang Ming's puppet.

Even now, in this doomed scenario, he's still trying to sow discord between Wang Hao and the others.

He might think he's made some agreements with these people using supplies and other means.

Getting them to acknowledge him as their leader.

But such agreements are fragile, especially in a post-apocalyptic world.

Without enough strength, he would be easily replaced.

"Zhang Ming! Your clever tricks mean nothing to me."

Wang Hao looked at Zhang Ming as if he were a fool:

"My current strength and position are beyond your comprehension, just lie here and wait for death."

With that, Wang Hao turned and left without sparing another glance at those people.

"Wang Hao, come back here, come back here!"

Zhang Ming got anxious seeing Wang Hao leaving: "Kill me, kill me!"

Indeed!

He wouldn't survive now.

He was only asking for a quick death.

But would Wang Hao let him have his wish?

Of course not!

Return good for evil, and how do you repay good?

Zhang Ming and his group had pushed him step by step.

Even wanted him dead.

Even if in Wang Hao's eyes, all he did was clownish behavior.

Wang Hao was still angry.

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