They all looked at Memphis like he was a monster. If Memphis surrounded himself with this ice wall, what kind of bullets could penetrate it? A machine gun?He truly was a monster.Memphis calculated silently. Jarred fired 15 bullets, and he had to reinforce the ice wall with 3 stamina and 5 intelligence points.Not bad at all.His ice manipulation had been upgraded three times, with his intelligence now at 36 points. Naturally, the ice he created was sturdy. If he wanted, even an E2 predator couldn't break through his defense, let alone ordinary bullets.He drew his Desert Eagle from his waist and fired three shots at the ice wall, creating two holes. However, the bullets' power had been greatly reduced.Three bullets blocked one.Memphis wasn't too disappointed; in fact, he was quite satisfied. In a critical situation, he wouldn't just create a thin ice wall like this; of course, he would make it thicker and stronger. Moreover, creating multiple thin ice walls in succession was also
At home, the logistics team had prepared the meal, with four large tables set up in the yard, resembling a banquet.Since the power outage, water had become scarce. Lionel only ran the generator for over two hours daily to fill two water tanks and keep the fridge running minimally. Memphis and the others could only wash off the blood before sitting down to eat.As usual, Memphis raised his hand slightly, smiling:"Please, everyone.""Let's eat..."Today's menu included white rice, soy sauce fried chicken, beef tail stew with dried mushrooms, tuna flakes mixed with radish, and carrot pork bone soup. There were also some apples and preserved lemon water.The main combatants were served five bowls of rice and accompanying dishes, the resource gatherers received two-thirds of that, and those doing chores like cleaning, chopping wood, cooking, processing meat, or weaving nets got one-third.James looked at his meal and almost swore out loud.Before the apocalypse, if someone had served him
In a few more seconds, the nine or ten zombies around the jeep were dealt with.Memphis shouted at the people inside,"Everyone out, hands on your heads, so I can see you mean no harm."The doors opened, and two men and three women, all young, stepped out.The leading man raised his hands, earnestly saying,"Please trust us, we mean no harm."Of course, Memphis didn't
Sonny swallowed nervously, quickly assessing Memphis's capabilities.But he was just an ordinary man and couldn't truly gauge the strength of an extraordinary person. He only knew that his boss said extraordinary people were very powerful and terrifying, and the third leader, Third Hubert Jones, was one of them. That man could withstand bullets!Sonny's eyes shifted as he forced a smile and said:"Brother Memphis, I can't make this decision. How about this, you hand over these five people to us, and we can establish a good relationship...""Face-to-face confrontation, or go ask your boss!"Memphis cut him off sharply, his tone decisive.Sonny's mouth twitched. Since the deaths of Chief Payne and Deputy Chief Mole, he hadn't been spoken to like this.But Memphis's harsh attitude only made Sonny more aware of his strength. After hesitating, Sonny gritted his teeth and said:"Brother Memphis, we'll be back soon."Watching the fake "police" climb back into their vehicles and leave, the gr
From Memphis's perspective, a mere concubine wouldn't warrant such a fierce pursuit by the Three Guys gang, deploying a team of six armed men.Dante paused for a moment before speaking:"They've been searching for the weapons stash of the Meadowbrook Lane district's riot police. After my father died, they found the address in his office, but I know it's false intelligence. The real information was only in my father's mind. If they find nothing at that location, they will come for me. I've been secretly under house arrest because of Second Tristram's arrangements."Memphis skillfully followed up:"And you know the real location?"Dante took a deep breath and nodded slightly."Yes, I can tell you."This was his bargaining chip. He decided to use this information to gain the protection of Memphis, hoping for a slim chance of survival.As for the Three Guys gang, even if Dante were captured, he would never reveal the intelligence. They were his father's murderers, and he wanted to see the
The three Jeeps slowed down as they approached. Jarred immediately drew his gun, aimed it forward, and shouted for them to stop, eventually bringing them to a halt.Eleven burly men stepped out of the Jeeps, each dressed in black uniforms, fully armed with pistols and daggers on their waists. Two of them pointed AK74 rifles at Memphis’s group, their faces filled with hostility, ready to shoot at a command.The men parted to make way, and two figures walked forward. One was Sonny, and the other, as Memphis had learned from Dante's description, was undoubtedly Second Tristram.Second Tristram had a small, rat-like face and large, bat-like ears. His shifty eyes assessed Memphis's group's armament. When he saw Wylie among them, he hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said:"It turns out you are fellow comrades."Before the apocalypse, Wylie had been a lawless street thug. Birds of a feather flock together, so naturally, Memphis, who led Wylie, was also a bandit at heart.Memphis took t
He had precise information about the Three Guys Gang, while the opposition was misinformed—a significant disparity that words could hardly convey.Because knowing oneself and the enemy ensures victory in a hundred battles. Without sufficient knowledge and even worse, with incorrect information, the Three Guys Gang was already at a disadvantage from the start.Memphis was originally a con artist. He wasn't a top expert in psychological manipulation and scheming, but he was confident enough to navigate these waters and ensure his survival.The biggest advantage of his plan lay in the overwhelming difference in power between the two sides' leadership. Memphis was confident he could easily handle the Three Guys. As for the lower and middle ranks, haha.From the beginning, he hadn't intended for Lionel, Amanda, and the others to fight. They were just there to create an illusion.He left Wallflower at the base, setting up a sniper position to cover the northern approach. If any problems aro
Memphis chuckled:"First Leader, my uncle Mole and my father used to work together. My father supplied surplus police weapons. Hearing from Dante about his unfortunate demise, I wanted to take custody of those weapons."First Wayman almost shattered the teacup in his hand. That bastard, his fabricated story is truly infuriating.When has police surplus weaponry ever been sold to gangsters?Third Hubert, who had been silent throughout, was now also enraged. He was not skilled in scheming or planning and had no brains for it; all he knew was brute force. It had bee