30: Chapter 30 Yang Wei, Dead!

On Chen Ze's side, after shooting Security Captain Lei Dayong, he did not fire again easily.

He did not know exactly how many people the other side had, nor did he know what other weapons they might be hiding.

The night was thick and dark, with shadows layered deep in the corners of the ruins; no one could say which dark crevice someone might be aiming from, waiting to fire a cold shot.

But now that this group of people wanted to slip away at the first sign of trouble, he wouldn't be blamed for playing dirty.

"Since you've come, you must leave something behind!"

Courtesy demands reciprocity; since these people wanted his life, there was no way it would end like this today.

Chen Ze moved. His total attributes of nearly 20 points made his movements as agile as a ghost. With a kick of his feet, he vaulted into the air and nimbly climbed onto the roof of a nearby building, raising his rifle to fire.

"Bang!"

The crisp gunshot of the arisaka type 38 rifle rang out. A person running away fell to the ground in response, twitched twice, and then went still.

Chen Ze was like a grim reaper lurking in the dark night, firing one shot after another, shooting accurately at the fleeing crowd.

Every gunshot was accompanied by the screams or exclamations of the enemy.

In a short time, five or six people had already been hit. They stared back in terror, letting out pig-like screams.

"Ah! My leg! Manager Guo, save me! I don't want to die yet!"

"Chen Ze! Daddy Chen, I was wrong! It was all Guo Changzheng! He's the one who made us come! Please, spare my pathetic life!"

"Guo Changzheng, you won't have a good end!"

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Amidst the chaos, various screams and curses intertwined.

Those who were lucky enough to survive didn't even dare to turn their heads, sprinting forward with all their might as if a soul-reaping demon were behind them.

By this time, the sky had turned completely dark. Even though Wang Yalan kept moving the searchlight, there were survivor Fortresses everywhere, and Chen Ze soon lost his line of sight.

"Run, you like to run, do you? When I have the time, I'll storm your Fortresses directly and see where you can run to then!"

Chen Ze was truly angered this time. In this life, he hated nothing more than these petty people who liked to reap the rewards of others' labor.

On the Blue Star, he hadn't been able to save his company. This time, he would not give the enemy another chance to take his Blockhouse!

Just as Chen Ze was preparing to end the pursuit, his peripheral vision caught a flash of reflection in the area scanned by the searchlight!

He turned his head abruptly, staring fixedly in that direction while speaking loudly.

"Yalan, aim the searchlight over there!"

"Okay!"

Wang Yalan, looking down from her high vantage point, saw it clearly. Guo Changzheng's men had split up and were already far away, but the moment Chen Ze spoke, she immediately aimed the searchlight in the direction he pointed.

The pale light pierced the darkness, instantly illuminating that area. On the cracked earth, there was an inconspicuous small mound, and the source of the reflection was none other than Yang Wei's shiny, bald head.

It turned out that in his panic, Yang Wei had come up with what he thought was a brilliant idea: he had half-buried himself in the dirt, leaving only his head exposed, hoping to hide under the cover of night. He hadn't expected his bald head to be completely exposed under the light.

"Damn, isn't that Yang Wei?"

Chen Ze was both annoyed and amused; he hadn't expected this guy to come up with such a bizarre method.

He didn't intend to waste words with him. Most of this today was likely instigated by Yang Wei and that old bastard Guo Changzheng.

Now that Guo Changzheng had run away, he would slaughter Yang Wei first to collect some interest.

"Click!"

He pulled the bolt, and just as he was about to pull the trigger, the gunshot rang out prematurely.

"Bang!"

The gunshot was crisp, followed by Yang Wei's heart-wrenching roar.

"Ah!!"

It was Wang Yalan who had fired. She hadn't missed this time, hitting Yang Wei in the lower back with one shot.

Actually, she had aimed for the head, but her marksmanship was admittedly a bit lousy.

"Mr. Chen, this whole thing happened because of me. Let me kill this beast with my own hands!"

Wang Yalan said.

Chen Ze pursed his lips and nodded without speaking.

He walked over to check on Yang Wei. The man was continuously spitting out blood foam, and the large-caliber bullet from the arisaka type 38 rifle had torn a bloody hole in his lower back; it was clear he wouldn't survive.

"Bitch! You sl... slut!"

"Wang Yalan, Chen... Chen the thief, I won't let you go even as a ghost!"

Chen Ze clicked his tongue. This old thing Yang Wei had been weak his whole life, but now that he was dying, he was acting tough for once.

He didn't continue to torture Yang Wei. He pulled out the f-class tang dao and slit the man's throat with one strike.

After Yang Wei died, several clusters of misty white light suddenly appeared before him, which even startled Chen Ze.

"What is this?"

He observed carefully and found it looked somewhat like the light orbs that dropped rewards from the system, so he reached out to touch them.

"Ding! Found 33 units of stone, 35 units of wood, 22 units of steel. Collect?"

The system's mechanical voice remained cold, but to Chen Ze's ears, it sounded like heavenly music.

"Collect!"

"Hahaha, Yang Wei, oh Yang Wei, you really are my lucky star. Not only did you send your wife to me, but you also sent so many upgrade materials!"

Chen Ze grinned, and the gloom from being ambushed earlier was swept away.

He thought about it for a moment and understood. The system gave everyone 5 slots of trading storage space. When Yang Wei died, the items in his storage space naturally dropped.

"Indeed, killing and arson lead to golden belts!"

Chen Ze excitedly collected all the materials and checked the others he had shot earlier one by one.

Sure enough, as expected, some light orbs were floating on the corpses of these people. Aside from an F-class crossbow, he obtained another dozen or so materials for upgrading the Fortress, which he assumed these people had collected during the day and secretly hidden away.

As for the heart of the fortress:

A total of 6 people had died, and only two had a heart of the fortress. They must have joined Guo Changzheng's team just today, and their own Fortresses had not yet been destroyed by zombies.

The talents of both Hearts of the Fortress were F-class, belonging to the common, worthless variety. Chen Ze naturally didn't intend to use them as material for devouring. After thinking for a moment, he listed them on the Trading House for 100 survival coins each.

After finishing this, Wang Yalan had already urged him for the third time.

"Mr. Chen, please come back quickly. I think I heard the sound of zombies!"

Chen Ze's three-dimensional attributes were now approaching the 20-point threshold; his vision and hearing had far exceeded human limits. Could he not know if zombies had come?

"Alright, coming back now!"

He smiled helplessly and hurried back to the Blockhouse.