The end of the world: With unlimited supplies, I can fly

Carl and Ye Ming talked for a long time last night, and it was already early in the morning when they came out of the study.

Back at their place, Carl didn't bother to rest. He called Ali and took his regular team to take the helicopter to the Haishi Hotel again.

"The Ye family wants those people in the hotel, Ali is responsible for confirming the targets."

On the helicopter, Carl then talked about the mission of this trip.

The baby-faced Gavin, who originally had his head drooped and was leaning against his companion in a drowsy state, immediately sat up straight after hearing this, his gray eyes lit up like stars,

"Then I can see my beautiful sister again?"

Carl glanced at him lightly, ignored him, and continued:

"Everyone present is involved in this matter, and no one can be left out."

For a moment, everyone in the team looked at Ali beside him.

They all knew that Ali's last mission was to protect Ye Guangyu. The Ye family wanted people in the hotel to avenge his son, so there was no way they would miss Ali.

Vulture was a tall, strong, dark-skinned man with similar appearance to Ali. He made a tentative sound,

"That Ali..."

Ali is different from the others in Zhanyi. He was given to the boss by an underground black market in Country Y.

That time, he happened to be on an errand with his boss, and there were more than twenty children, ranging in age from ten years old to teenagers, locked up in small iron cages like animals.

He knew that they were child slaves traded on the black market. He was already used to these things, but it happened to be feeding time.

The man from the black market walked over with a big iron basin. There were black and gray lumps in it, and it looked like the pig food was not clean.

He was curious about what he was feeding and looked sideways.

Just this action, the black market manager who led them saw it, stopped leading the way, and introduced them to them.

"This is what Paradise Island wants, and it will be delivered to them tonight."

Paradise Island is indeed paradise for some people, but for these slaves, it is an existence more terrifying than hell.

Vulture has been there once. He is in charge of life and death, with countless lives on his hands. The soles of his feet feel cold just looking at him. He still trembles with fear when he thinks about it.

The sudden stop made Carl unhappy. He looked up and saw a fight for food was going on in the iron cage.

Among a group of scrawny ‘skinny monkeys’, the extraordinarily strong Ali caught Carl’s attention.

It was these few seconds of pause that were misunderstood.

When they finished talking and came out, Ali was packed and delivered to them. Surprisingly, the boss accepted him unusually that time.

After Ali was brought back to the war wing, he seemed to be forgotten by the boss and was left to work as a handyman in the army.

When he came back from a mission, he never saw Ali again. Later they found out that he had been sent to the Flower Country by his boss. No one of them dared to ask for the specific reason.

"It's just 19 people in the hotel."

Carl didn't explain much, he just emphasized this sentence.

He remembered clearly that there were 19 people in the hotel yesterday, excluding Wu Rui and Ali who were already in Ye Ming's hands.

Ali lowered his head silently, knowing that his boss had saved him again.

After confirming that Ali was fine, Vulture smiled easily and joked:

"No problem, don't say 19, 190 is fine."

Others also echoed,

"Indeed, don't be too simple."

Gavin was a little excited again, with an unusually excited light in his gray eyes. His tone was flattering, like a child begging for candy.

"Boss, can you leave your beautiful sister to me?"

Carl refused without even raising an eyelid.

"Ye Ming designated for the head."

For a moment, Gavin felt that there was nothing left to live for, so he leaned against the bulkhead and sighed bitterly.

"Hey, damn it~"

It is imperfect without a head.

It seems that he is destined to miss this time ~ heartache ~

If the order came from other times, he could have persuaded the boss not to take it, but things are different now...

Gavin didn't say anything more, just silently sad.

Such tasks are a piece of cake for them, and they don't need to deploy any strategic plan in advance, so everyone seems very relaxed.

When the helicopter landed on the roof of the hotel again.

Everyone acted quickly, performed their duties, and cooperated tacitly.

Searching all the way down, except for the 18th floor, where I kicked the door and found a zombie, there was not even a zombie, let alone a living person, until the 12th floor...

Suddenly, the man in the team, codenamed Saker, stopped where he was and exclaimed,

"wrong!"

Everyone in the team immediately paused and put on the highest level of vigilance.

Saker has awakened spiritual powers and can detect situations within a certain range in advance. If he says it's not right, then there must be something going on.

Carl turned around and saw that Falcon's face turned a little paler, so he knew that he was still investigating and did not ask immediately.

After a while, the Falcon confirmed again, definitely speaking,

"Boss, there is no one alive in this building, not one."

Although his mental search range is limited, now that he has reached the 12th floor, it is enough to search all the situations downstairs.

Ali was surprised and confused,

"Were they rescued in advance?"

He believed that those people would never leave rashly on their own. Unless someone came to rescue them, they would not be able to escape all at once.

Carl's eyes were a bit sharp and chilling, and he immediately gave the order,

"Spread out and search quickly!"

Everyone obeyed the order, and before leaving, Carl added,

"Be careful Li Xin'er."

He knew that that woman was definitely not simple.

"Yes!"

Carl went to the 11th floor. The corridor door was locked from the outside. After breaking in, he killed two zombies and asked Ali to identify the person and confirm that it was not any of the 19 people.

The intercom rang at this moment,

"The vulture is calling, there are many zombies locked up on the 6th floor, they are the same people from yesterday."

"Gray Magpie received it."

After Gavin replied, his expression was uglier than crying. The medical box he originally carried in his hands was already in his arms, as if he was seeking comfort on the cold iron box.

"My beautiful sister, won't she become a zombie? Ah, no, I can't accept it."

Carl thought he was arrogant, so he grabbed him by the back of his collar, slipped him behind him, and hurried toward the sixth floor with long strides.

When Ali passed by Gavin, he glanced at him sympathetically. Gavin gave him a sinister warning look. He felt a chill running down his spine. He immediately became scared and chased after Carl with his neck scrunched up.

"Boss, wait for me! I'll recognize you!"

On the sixth floor, the vulture closed the door again. Many of the zombies inside were eaten beyond recognition. If he went in and chopped them again, he would not be able to tell whether they were mission targets later.

So after he just broke through the door and saw clearly, he immediately backed out and closed the door.

But the zombies inside, smelling human scent, all rushed to the door, pushed out, and let out a low roar.

When Carl arrived, he saw a scene like this. The vulture was grabbing the door handle with both hands, blushing and having a thick neck, trying to compete with the zombies inside.

Carl stood on the stairs above, put the gun in his hand back into the holster on his thigh, and pulled out a Nepalese machete from his waist, holding it upside down with one hand, with the blade close to his arm.

"Open the door and step back."

The vulture quickly let go and jumped back after seeing its agility. The zombies in the room immediately swarmed out, looking for the scent of the two people, and rushed forward one after another.

After the vulture stepped back a certain distance, it turned back to face the zombies and kicked the zombie in front away one at a time.

The advantage of the slope of the stairs caused the already crowded zombies to roll into a ball and once again distance themselves from the two of them.

Ali and the others also arrived at this time and saw clearly the appearance of the zombies below. Ali said firmly,

"It's Du Shi and the others!"

How could they all turn into zombies when they were in the hotel?

Carl also recognized these people at first sight, but he also discovered that the number of people was wrong.

"Clean up first."

As he spoke, he took the lead and moved so fast that only the afterimage could be seen. He slashed with a sharp blade and cut off the head of the nearest zombie.

After everything was cleaned up, there were three rows of 12 zombie heads neatly arranged on the stairs.

The zombie's head opens and closes its mouth in biting movements, like a clockwork model toy...

Carl frowned, "Seven less."

Ali carefully identified the heads and counted the few ones.

"Li Xin'er, the Li Yilian with fire-based powers, and Li Feng with water-based powers."

"Two girls living in 1321."

"The doorman Yu Ping."

"and also···"

When Arika paused, Carl added,

"And there's a kid."