"Because my woman is a sensory user, she could tell at a glance that not only is Chairman Zhang incredibly strong, but your organization also has several times more Level 3 Awakened members than us. With such a lineup, there's no reason for us to lose," Tang Jian explained.

"Perception system? That's a very rare system."

Awakened by this system.

They have virtually no combat ability, but they can sense the enemy's level using their special ability.

Some can even roughly sense the strength level of the other party; some perception systems can only sense awakened individuals; and some can sense any living being, including zombies and mutated creatures.

I don't know which type the other person is.

But in any case...

These women are all exceptional individuals.

After all, the Dawn Society doesn't have any Awakened members with sensory abilities.

But it's definitely not feasible to win them over now, since these people are proud and might not be willing. We need an optimal opportunity.

"Is it a pleasure doing business with you?"

"It's a pleasure doing business with you!"

The two looked at each other, shook hands, and smiled.

Zhang Hao laughed heartily, while Tang Jian smiled with slight nervousness.

After all, the intimidating power of a Level 4 Awakener is too strong; you can feel it just from their physique. This person is incredibly strong.

Non-cooperation is not an option.

As for the allocation of supplies? How dare you even mention that?

Whatever price they ask for, that's what we'll accept.

The discussions were almost over, and both sides mobilized.

Two hundred people marched in a large procession to the gate of the e-commerce warehouse.

As soon as the door was pushed open, zombies rushed in howling. Dawn and Shit Wolf joined forces to kill them.

"Haha! That's rubbish!"

"Zombies, come on! Come and bite Daddy if you dare!"

"That was awesome! These zombies are so stupid, they can't even dodge!"

The Dawn Society members are ruthless.

Once inside, he went in like a madman, slaughtering zombies without leaving a trace.

Tang Jian was shocked, but there was nothing he could do.

Those who are strong dare to be so reckless; these youngsters wouldn't dare.

The four captains were directing their team members to prevent anyone from getting carried away and charging directly into the zombie horde, which would cause trouble.

But they are also competing with each other to see who can kill more.

Fang Ping: "Hold on! Do you even know what holding on means? This zombie's limping, shooter, finish it off!"

Mao Ce: "Back row mages, don't just stand there! Ranged DPS! What? You've run out of mana? Grab your swords and charge! What are you waiting for?"

Xu Mo: "Assassins, stop wandering around aimlessly! There are intelligent zombies among them; they know to target support characters. Protect the healer! You bastards!"

Wu Yanfeng: "One team of tanks, charge! Blast down the riot shields! Warriors, fire! Fire! Fire!!"

Although the art style is very game-like.

However, the command was very disciplined, and no one panicked.

After all, we had already learned from the previous experience, so this time it was just a matter of practice making perfect.

This action left Tang Jian, Shen Jiao, and the others dumbfounded.

Holy crap! That's amazing!

"Their organization is much better than ours."

"The key is that no one panicked, which is very rare."

They were actually quite disciplined; it was just that this was the first time they had faced so many zombies.

It's inevitable to panic, and making mistakes is unavoidable.

Pfft! Pfft!

Zombies fell in droves.

Even when there were superpowered zombies, they were easily dealt with by Fang Ping and his team captains.

There were no giant arms or lickers, so they posed no threat to them. The zombies were all dead in less than an hour.

Tang Jian walked over and said gratefully, "President Zhang, thank you for your assistance this time. Otherwise, the zombies in this warehouse would have been a threat sooner or later. Thank you again."

"You're welcome. It's just a matter of taking what we need. Now let's distribute the supplies..."

"What supplies are you talking about? These supplies are ours! How dare you lay a finger on them? You outsiders, get as far away from me as you can!"

Zhang Hao hadn't finished speaking.

An arrogant voice came from the gate.

Shaqima, Deng Xia, and Zhou Dali led more than 300 people to block the gate.

Tang Jian's face darkened: "You guys are really shameless! We wiped out the zombies and you took advantage of the chaos? It's disgusting."

"Don't you understand the law of the jungle in the post-apocalyptic world of Tang Jian? Whoever has the bigger fist is right. You're still so naive," Shachima sneered.

Zhou Dali said smugly, "The apocalypse isn't about brute force. So what if that stupid Dawn Society wipes out the zombies? They're just benefiting us, aren't they? Zhang Hao, right? He's really stupid."

Deng Xia's eyes showed a hint of pity: "Xiao Tang, give up the supplies, and we can let you go."

"..."

Before Tang Jian could say anything...

With a hissing sound!

A person emerged from behind Zhou Dali.

With a swift stroke of his short sword, Fang Ping severed the head, his tone icy cold.

"You dare to insult the president? Who gave you the guts? You're asking for trouble!"

"How dare you? Kill him!"

Shachima roared angrily.

He ordered his men to take action.

But suddenly, someone stabbed him in the back.

With a soft "pfft!"

Sachima grunted.

He could feel his kidney being squeezed, and he collapsed to the ground in pain.

Staring at the familiar figure behind him, he exclaimed in disbelief, "Brother? Why? Why did you kill me?"

Shachigo said resentfully, "What do you think? This Brotherhood was built by the two of us brothers, but now it's your one-man show. Nothing I say matters! You won't give me even the slightest bit of power, so why shouldn't I kill you?"

Sachima gave a wry smile: "I'm protecting you! Power can corrupt people..."

"Shut up! You're just pretending! I'm not a child anymore."

"You...you..."

Pfft! Pfft!

Shachigo stabbed him a few more times.

Sachima died, his expression seemingly filled with sorrow.

Then, the younger brother used physical intimidation to lead the Brotherhood away.

They seemed completely unconcerned about who got the supplies; instead, they were more concerned with getting the title of Brotherhood leader as soon as possible.

The changes came too quickly!

The leaders of both organizations are dead.

With the Brotherhood gone, the Great Gang was leaderless, and no one stepped forward to avenge their leader.

Only Deng Xia and her group of women remained.

Feeling lost and unsure whether to take action.

These people are either power-hungry, lack leadership skills, or are indecisive.

It is obvious.

This is a mob.

Before the Dawn Society could even unleash its power, it had already fallen apart.

Realizing what had happened, Deng Xia knelt down and begged for mercy, saying, "President Zhang, please spare our lives! Our Women's Cross Society may not have much else, but we have plenty of women. You can have as much fun as you like."

"Hmm~ It's free for everyone, including me."

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PS: 5 AM.

Hehe, Xin Xin, you'll keep your word.

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