zombie frenzy

Chapter 905 admit defeat

"If you want me to hand over the strategic reserves, it's not enough with your current strength." Cruz said with a sneer, "Don't just remember that I lost my troops, and your people are almost dead. Except for a little more supplies than me, everyone Not much difference."

Edel smiled, "Idiot, I told you just now, at the latest at night, a large number of soldiers will return to the team, Cruz, your memory is a bit bad, it seems that without the housekeeper, you can't see the world clearly .”

Cruz said, "Fu Bo is dead, are you planning to go down and tell him that I have a bad memory? Going back to the team, hmph, it will take Guo Fang, last time in New York, he killed a bloody river, and sneaked up on me. No one is spared in the base, do you think such an executioner will?"

"Your information is a bit inaccurate." Beryl said, "After the riots in New York ended, they only killed your leaders, soldiers, and guards you tricked. They didn't die, they were just captured as coolies. gone."

"Even if it is, you are not much stronger." Cruz gritted his teeth and said, "A strong alliance is the right choice. The New World is preparing to attack us. Are you planning to start a civil strife before the enemy arrives? "

Beryl giggled, "Strong? You have only a few subordinates, and you don't even have resources. How can you be strong?"

"I have a strategic reserve warehouse." Cruz said with a livid face. "A large amount of supplies is enough for the entire United States to survive for two years. With the current number of survivors, they can persist for ten years. Why is it not strong? With them, I think You can recruit as many subordinates as you want."

"It seems that only your Alston family has it." Edel despised him, "You haven't been in after the catastrophe, have you? The ghost knows what it looks like inside now. To put it bluntly, whether it still exists or not is a question." Unknown."

"Not much to say." Beryl put down her palm, "Hand it over, I will give you a chance to survive, otherwise, we will have to sacrifice our friendship."

Cruz squinted his eyes and looked at the two back and forth, then suddenly smiled, "I see, there is something wrong with your reserve warehouse."

Beryl looked a little ugly, looked sideways at Edel, and said with a snort, "It's none of your business, tell me, pay or not?"

"As long as I shout, my subordinates will rush in immediately. Do you think you two can take me down?" Cruz said disdainfully.

"You can try it." Beryl leaned back on the chair easily, "Call and see if anyone listens to you."

Cruz's eyes rolled around, he didn't call out, his ears trembled slightly, catching the movement outside the room, but the door of the meeting room was tightly closed, and no sound came in from outside, but he was sure of one thing, absolutely no one appeared What kind of battle scene, otherwise, with the strength of his subordinates, they would never have been taken down without firing a single shot.

Outside the house, someone brought drinks, but a few guys didn't take it, and refused with a smile, still looking around vigilantly.

"Why don't you drink it?" Smith asked for a glass of whiskey and drank it in one gulp.

"Something's wrong. Be careful later." A big man swayed from side to side expressionlessly, and the moment his body was blocked by someone, he whispered something in Smith's ear.

Smith stiffened for a moment, then walked towards the meeting room as if nothing had happened, someone stopped him with a hand, Smith said with a smile, "Wine, young master needs good wine at this time."

"Sorry, no one can go in." The man said with a sullen face.

"Okay, okay." Smith retreated and walked back, muttering, "You will know your mistake when the young master comes out."

Several big men secretly looked at each other, no one said anything, but changed the position of their index fingers, holding the muzzle of the gun facing upwards, and vaguely pointed in the direction of those people.

Someone took a few steps to the other side of the corridor, and then walked back, unknowingly blocked Smith's front, with one hand behind his back, quietly stretched out three fingers, bent one after another, and waited until When the last one was put away, everyone quickly lowered their guns.

"Hands up, don't move."

"Turn around, lean on the wall with your hands, and separate your legs for me."

Those big men looked at them suspiciously, but did not resist. They turned around slowly, and someone turned around and said, "Guys, are you crazy?"

"Shut up." Someone walked over and hit the man on the head with the butt of a gun.

Smith went over and asked with a cold face, "Say, what's going on inside?"

"You can go in and see for yourself, the door is unlocked." The guy just now stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his face, squinting his eyes and said angrily.

Smith strode to the door, looked left and right, reached out and grabbed the door handle, and waited until several big men guarded the left and right, then twisted and pushed the door open.

The door opened silently, Smith's face changed drastically, he looked at the room dully, several big men rushed in quickly, looking left and right.

"Say, where did they go?" Smith rushed over, grabbed the guy by the collar and yelled.

There was no one in the conference room, as if these people entered another time and space inexplicably.

This made Smith very panic. He now relies on Cruz for everything. Without him, Smith can't imagine what he would become. A senior politician, what flashed through his mind at this time is whether there is any something wrong?If something really happened, it would be too late for him to change his court. If he persisted, would Cruz be able to make a comeback.

"You can't see this anymore." The guy suddenly moved his body close to him and said with a smirk in his ear.

Smith felt a pain in his chest, and a sharp knife pierced him, and blood gushed out quickly. The guy was afraid that Smith would not die, so he turned his wrist, and the blade stirred in the flesh, completely smashing his heart.

Puff puff.

The guys against the wall quickly turned around and pulled out their pistols from their waists. Under the action of the muffler, the gunfire was weak, and quickly beat the big man who was guarding them with a gun and shot into a sieve.

The people inside heard the faint gunshots outside, and stopped for a while in doubt. Before they could make a move, several gun muzzles protruded from the corner of the room, shooting randomly, smashing the backbone of these elites up.

The soldiers who were taken away had nothing to eat on the way, and they were already starving. Seeing someone bring food and water, they wolfed down one by one. After eating and drinking, it didn’t take long before they leaned on their seats and whimpered. He fell asleep, but he was drugged without knowing it.

In the conference room, Cruz squinted his eyes and listened, and the two people beside him did not stop them, and looked at him with a smile.

"This is not where we came in just now."

Cruz heard a faint rattling sound, as if it was a gear and cable. After seeing the performance of the two, he suddenly understood that before his arrival, Beryl and Edel had transformed the place into a huge one overnight. The elevator, it is estimated that at this time, I have no idea which floor I went to.

"No wonder when I walked in it felt like the walls were much thicker than usual," Cruz said, "But, do you think this will kill me?"

Before he finished speaking, Cruz suddenly slapped the table, leaped up, rushed onto the table, and opened his five fingers to grab Beryl.

"Little Beryl, I forgot to tell you, my level of evolution is higher than those of my subordinates, you have miscalculated."

Beryl suddenly lifted her foot and kicked on the edge of the table, and slid back out with the chair, her feet kicked and kicked in the air, blocking Cruz's grabs several times.

"Cruz, you know how to evolve, don't we all know? Tell you, I knew this secret on the day of the catastrophe, you know? The zombies I killed that day can form a group, the barrels of the guns are all red, and the brains can hold Fill a bathtub, evolve, you're still a little short of fire."

Cruz's continuous attacks were ineffective, and his face looked ugly. Seeing Beryl kicking wildly, he suddenly rushed out with his strength, waved his fist, and hit Edel who was watching the show next to him.

Edel, who looked a little thin, didn't panic at all. Instead, he showed an excited smile on his face, and rushed forward to meet him. He swung his fist and hit him on the face first.

"I forgot to tell you, Cruz, evolution can also awaken people's abilities. Do you know what my abilities are? Power, idiot, absolute power."

Bang.

The fist fell heavily on the face, Cruz screamed, and his body flew back faster than the speed he pounced on.

Cruz shook his head, struggled to get up, reached out to touch his face, and roared loudly, "Damn it, you broke my nose."

"Hey, it's all right?" Edel was stunned, raised his fist and looked in front of him, sneered and strode over, "Hand over the warehouse, so as not to suffer."

"I'm going to kill you." Cruz turned over and got up, roaring and rushed over.

Bang.

Halfway through the rush, Cruz suddenly changed his figure and punched Beryl, who was sitting on the chair and watching with a smile.

"Damn it, you've become cunning." Beryl said angrily, "Uncle Edel, get rid of him quickly."

Edel rushed forward with a grinning grin, waving his fists, and the strong wind howled. Cruz raised his hand to block it a few times, and backed away in pain, his arm seemed to be broken.

Beryl assisted and kicked out her legs again and again. Cruz gritted his teeth and insisted, shouting from time to time, "Little Beryl, you lift your feet too high, and you're gone."

"Look, let's look." Beryl said indifferently, "Cruz, this is your last chance to watch, don't think I don't know, you like to peek at me since you were a child, how about it? Are you satisfied now? ?”

Cruz persisted for a while, then suddenly backed away, putting his hands in front of his face and shouting loudly, "Stop, don't fight anymore, I admit defeat."

Beryl giggled, "Cruz, look at you, why bother, you didn't want to hand it over a long time ago, and now you are satisfied with being beaten into a pig's head? This is the first time I know that you have a tendency to be masochistic, maybe I just now I should give you a kick, maybe you will be happier."

"Don't you want the warehouse? Don't do it, I'll leave it to you." Cruz said, "But you have to promise me and give you the warehouse, and you will let me go."

"Don't you want to stay and see how we can kill the new world?" Beryl asked with a smile, "Go? Are you really going? The world is full of zombies outside, I think it's safer for you to stay."

Cruz shook his head, "Forget it, you are more terrifying than zombies, at least they don't want my warehouse, by the way, tell your people to stop and don't hurt my men."

Edel stretched out his hands to hold his ears, said something in a low voice, then looked at Cruz and shrugged, "Sorry, it was your people who made the first move."

"Damn it, damn it." Cruz cursed loudly, picked up the chair next to him and beat hard, and after a while, he gasped and said, "Give it to your warehouse, I want to get out of here immediately, immediately."

(End of this chapter)