Tomorrow's Ark, the Battle of the Sick

With great fear, the thin man slowly lowered his head, and saw bright red liquid flowing from his neck, staining the clothes on his chest red.

The thin man couldn't raise his head in the end, because when he lowered his head, his entire head fell down.

The strong man standing at the farthest turned around and ran away without hesitation.

As a result, the hooded girl who was supposed to be in front came up behind him and passed him by.

The terrified burly man had no time to take care of it, and he desperately continued to walk forward, faster and faster, until he lost his center of gravity, fell into the garbage dump, and lay there forever.

The blood of the strong man whose heart was pierced flowed all over the floor, and his body gradually became cold.

After silently killing five people, the Kingslayer returned to Tallulah as if he had never left.

“Nice place.”

Unlike the Kingslayer, Tallulah's tone was very cold, without any fluctuations.

"It's a pity that men are animals that think from the lower body."

The Kingslayer swung his dagger, shook off the blood in the blood tank and put it away, looking coldly at the surrounding corpses.

Suddenly remembered something, King Slayer added viciously.

"Except for that guy!"

Although it was meant to express contempt, the tone of the kingslayer sounded like a girl who complained that her lover could not satisfy her.

After all, the only man in this world who has the ability to violate them, and later jokingly called Tallulah's slender legs a 'gun mount', happened to be the Dr. Rhode Island who hated them the most and didn't even have a name.

"Let's go."

Looking at the corpses that merged with the garbage, Tallulah said coldly.

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Chapter 8 and Tallulah

Different from the situation in other cities, Tie Xinhui is the sole ruler of the underworld in this city.

Hundreds of gang members, taking advantage of the city's reconstruction and the lack of time for the parliament to take care of it, wantonly expanded in the dark side of the city, and finally established its unshakable dominance.

Fighting with knuckles is a characteristic of the members of the Iron Heart Society. Although it is not more lethal than knives, after training by its boss and cadres, most of the Iron Heart Society members have skilled fighting skills.

Johnson, a retired military officer, ruled the dark side of this ruined city in the name of 'One Eye' through the Iron Heart Society.

This is the reward they deserved. They joined the Ursus army to charge on the battlefield, but after the war, they were disarmed and arranged to do those humble city service jobs. This was unbearable for the violent Johnson.

So he teamed up with a group of officers who were equally angry, and used iron and blood methods and benefits to win over many frustrated people, some of whom were homeless, and the city council rescued the neglected infected people.

But more of them are rogue bandits who are eager to make a fortune through various opportunities after the war.

In Johnson's eyes, their dissatisfaction with everything is a weapon that can be used, although it is also dangerous.

Johnson likes money, booze, beautiful women.

Therefore, when he was sitting at an expensive desk, smoking a luxury cigarette, and counting stacks of blue banknotes on the table, he would always think about how many women he would sleep with in the club tonight.

Only trained women could satisfy his intense desires, though they sometimes feared Johnson.

The war took away one of Johnson's eyes, but the other, hawk-like and fierce, was a sight no one could underestimate, especially when he strangled the last gang leader who ruled the city with his own hands.

Today, Johnson has no opponents, and the power in his hands is enough to protect him from running amok.

Although it has not been peaceful recently, and the gangs in some surrounding cities suddenly lost contact, as if they had disappeared from the world, but Johnson restrained himself at best, and tried not to fight hard with the city inspectors.

Just as Johnson bowed his head to count the money, the solid wood door was opened, and two people walked in without knocking.

The light clack of high heels on the floor meant that its owner was light, and it was immediately recognizable because Johnson liked to play with such petite teenage girls in clubs.

After counting the stack of banknotes in his hand, Johnson put the money in the pile of money on the side, and finally slowly looked up at the uninvited guest in front of him.

And silently holding the gold-encrusted thumb tiger on his right hand.

"Didn't your employer tell you that I don't like working during the day?"

Looking at the two girls who appeared in front of him, Johnson narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly.

It was Kingslayer and Tallulah who appeared in Johnson's room.

"Is there a difference?"

The Kingslayer said casually, Tallulah stepped on the floor with her high heels, ignored Johnson's eyes, and walked over to the magenta leather sofa, admiring the arty oil paintings on the wallpaper.

"And I don't like people wearing face coverings, especially women, that's number two."

Looking at the indifferent Kingslayer, Johnson added in a cold tone.

"Don't be nervous, One Eye." Tallulah admired the oil painting, while Kingslayer walked to Johnson's desk, "The origin stone fusion rate is 11%, and the crystal density is 0.31u/L. This is the medical examination report when you joined the army a year ago ,Right?"