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Bab 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."


Bab 5: A Mechanic's Battle Style!

Editor: Atlas Studios

Looking at this cold man in front of her, Monica felt a little nervous.

She had seen Johnson shoot three people in cold blood.

Moreover, the process was clean and efficient, without hesitation.

But she still picked up the bottle of mineral water on the floor and slowly stood up.

At least the other party had given her water and had no intention of harming her so far.

The deterrence of force, the benefits of mineral water, and the timely aid he provided made Monica choose to listen obediently.

"Sir, my name is Monica. May I know how to address you?"

Monica carefully asked.

"Johnson."

Johnson replied calmly and continued on his way. He didn't seem to care about the lives of the three people he had taken.

Monica remembered this name and followed close behind him.

Along their journey, Johnson kept purifying the mineral water he had.

After a bottle was purified, he put it back into the system Storage and replaced it with another bottle of black mineral water to continue purification.

Since he could only purify one bottle at a time, doing this along the way could save a lot of time.

Behind him, Monica had many questions in her heart.

She wondered where Johnson was getting his water resources.

She wondered what the strange machine in Johnson's hand was.

Also, Johnson's gun didn't seem like an ordinary gun.

However, she knew very well that everyone had their own secrets. These things had nothing to do with her and were not something she should ask.

Hence, she asked a question related to herself.

"Where are we going next, Mr. Johnson?"

Johnson answered without turning his head.

"To the abandoned factory above us."

His tone was as calm as ever.

However, when Monica heard this, her face turned pale.

"To the abandoned factory above us…?"

Was this man crazy?!

Didn't he know that it was dangerous up there?!!

"Mr. Johnson, there are… zombies up there."

Monica felt that Johnson might have made this decision because he did not know about the situation above.

But Johnson's answer was something she hadn't expected at all.

"I know."

That was all Johnson said. Nothing else.

Hearing Johnson's words, Monica could not help but worry.

Although this man had a gun and seemed to have installed a silencer on it…

The number of zombies up there was not small either.

There was a limit to the number of bullets a gun could fire. What would happen after it was used up?

Monica's head was filled with worries.

The two of them now arrived at a staircase after turning round the corner. There was a metal door here with a lock.

Seeing this scene, Monica heaved a sigh of relief.

Great. The door was locked, now there was no way to go up.

But Johnson simply raised his gun and shot the lock off.

Monica's face turned pale again.

Did this man have to go up and die?

And he actually used his precious bullets in such a place. Wasn't he worried about ammunition at all?

Monica was troubled, but Johnson only looked back at her.

"Stay close, or I can't guarantee your safety."

With that said, he pushed open the metal door and walked up. His figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the stairs without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Monica hesitated, in thought, but she still followed him in the end.

The reason was simple. Johnson had water!

If she did not follow him, then she would die of thirst sooner or later because there was no water to drink.

With an anxious feeling, Monica turned round the corner.

But the next second, she froze on the spot.

She was surprised to see that Johnson was now carrying the strange machine in one hand and the pistol in the other. He was firing continuously as he walked forward.

In the factory ground right in front of Johnson, zombies were walking in droves towards them.

There were at least a dozen of them!

Although zombies were moving very slowly now, they could not be underestimated!

As long as they reached a certain distance, they would use all their strength to pounce and bite all living things to death.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Monica instinctively took a step back, attempting to stick herself to the wall like paint.

Johnson, on the other hand, remained calm as he continued shooting while moving forward.

The interval between each shot was very short, as if there was no need to aim.

All of this was due to his [Firearm Proficiency]!

With this skill, his shooting accuracy had long surpassed even the elite snipers of the SEAL Team!

Wouldn't it be easy to deal with a few slow-moving zombies?

Light shot out from the electromagnetic gun one after another. Every second, a zombie would fall to the ground permanently.

And Johnson never stopped walking throughout this process.

He seemed to be moving toward those zombies to offer himself as tribute.

However, in his eyes, the zombies present posed no threat to him.

His entire body was radiating calmness, composure, and confidence.

In just ten seconds, the battle was over.

Johnson calmly put away his pistol and continued walking. He didn't look back as he spoke out once more.

"Keep up."

Looking at Johnson's back, Monica was completely stunned.

This man was completely different from the people she had met till now!


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