Chapter 4: Three People? There Are Only Two Now!
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Water?"
Hearing this call, the two men who were "busy" in the room immediately turned around, their eyes revealing greed.
At this moment, the woman in the room was no longer attractive to them.
In this apocalyptic world, any food or water that was not heavily polluted was enough to cause strife or even death.
Taking advantage of the two men's distraction, the woman immediately broke free from the grip and curled up in the corner with her hands and feet. She tidied her clothes while looking at them warily.
Johnson, on the other hand, looked at the greedy gazes of the trio through the small window.
Thud, creak…
The metal door opened.
The three men walked out with malicious intentions.
They looked like gangsters. Two of them even had knife scars on their faces.
Coupled with what they were about to do to the lady, they probably weren't your model citizens.
Johnson glanced at them briefly and made a simple judgment.
"Hey, kid. In order to ensure everyone's safety, please take the initiative to hand over the water."
One of the men seemed to be the leader of the three. He walked in front of the two of them and stared intently at the mineral water in Johnson's hand.
How long had it been since he last saw such a clean and clear mineral water?
It had been too long!
The man's eyes revealed a wolf-like greed and fierceness. His eyes could no longer move away from the bottle of mineral water.
As for the owner of the water?
Ha!
In such a world, who would care about such things?
Whoever laid hands on it last would own it!
The man in front of him was most likely a rookie who had never fought before.
For such a kind of person, they would completely give up resisting if they were even slightly frightened.
The gang leader licked his lips in anticipation. As though he was afraid that Johnson didn't understand him, he emphasized,
"I mean, to ensure your safety! After all, there are three of us here!"
As he spoke, he reached for the clean bottle of mineral water.
He did not want to waste his energy on a weak fellow. After all, his energy spent would mean he need to get more water to replenish his energy.
The other two men also wore sinister smiles as they stared at the bottle of water.
Nobody took Johnson seriously.
However, just as his fingers were about to touch the mineral water, a cold metal object pressed against his forehead.
His body immediately stiffened. However, before he could look up to see what it was…
The next second, a bloody hole appeared on his forehead.
Thump.
The man keeled and fell back straight onto the ground.
The other two men looked at the corpse of their leader in shock.
Then from their ears came the voice of Johnson.
"Really? There are only two of you left now."
The two of them looked up at the same time and saw a scene that they would never forget.
The seemingly harmless man in front of them was holding a black pistol and looking at them coldly.
It was as if he did not see them as equals, or even fellow human beings.
Fear spread through their hearts.
However, the temptation of the clean water made one want to take a risk.
Even though the man had a gun.
But at such a close distance, a gun could not display its greatest advantage.
They could even try to snatch the gun away!
As for their leader… all they could only say that he was too careless and was unprepared.
The two of them shared a glance.
Having been in the same team for a long time, they understood each other's thoughts immediately.
Snatch!
However, just as they confirmed this idea…
One of the two fell flopped down.
A bloody hole had appeared on his head soundlessly.
The only surviving man widened his eyes, his legs trembling slightly.
What did he just see?
A beam of light had shot over.
Then, his good brother died?
There was no sound at all!
How was this a lamb to be slaughtered in their eyes? He was clearly a devil that killed without batting an eyelid!
He turned to Johnson in horror.
What greeted him was an extremely cold gaze…
…as well as the dark hole of the gun.
"Goodbye, trash."
Johnson spoke softly as he pulled the trigger.
A light spot condensed on the muzzle. In less than a second, another beam of light shot out.
The three street thugs who had harbored ill intentions earlier were now three corpses.
Silence returned to the basement.
Johnson remained calm, with no ripples on his heart despite what he had just went through.
In this world, human lives were worth even less than bread.
There was no need to pity such beasts, since they would just kill him if the tables were turned.
Johnson now turned to the woman in the room.
At this moment, the woman was curled up in a corner.
Her terrified expression and the tears at the corner of her eyes had clearly expressed her current state.
She was terrified.
She was worried that this man who killed three people without hesitation would kill her as well.
She saw the mineral water in Johnson's hand and subconsciously licked her dry lips. Her eyes were filled with desire for water.
However, this desire only lasted for a moment before it was replaced by fear.
She remembered how those three gangsters were killed just for wanting to snatch the bottle of water.
She knew that she did not have the right to ask for this bottle of water.
She also knew that no one in this world would give resources to others freely…
The woman's reactions were all taken in by Johnson's eyes. He couldn't help but sigh.
In this world, water resources were too important.
Even with the threat of life, people still thirsted for water.
And these extremely precious resources were things that he could easily obtain at the wave of a hand.
After all, he was already an apprentice mechanic and had a mini purification device on him. He could have as much mineral water as he wanted.
Right now, Johnson was sizing up up the woman.
She had a pretty face and was in good shape. It would be hard to find someone like her normally, let alone in this apocalyptic world.
If he took such a woman away…
As he thought to this point, Johnson made a move that the woman found totally incomprehensible.
He raised his hand and threw the bottle of mineral water over.
Pa!
After the bottle of mineral water fell to the ground, it rolled forward for a distance before stopping at the woman's feet.
She was completely stunned.
She had no idea what was going on.
However, she did not have any doubts in her heart. The fear and unexpected situation made her temporarily lose her ability to think.
The next second, Johnson spoke.
"Get up, take the water, and come with me."
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