Capital city, family conference hall.
"Two...two cities were captured in two days?"
"How is this possible?"
The heads of the noble families who received the news all turned pale.
In the past, they could still deceive themselves. As long as they worked together, they would definitely be able to deal with Song Chi and his gang.
But now they are told that Song Chi and his men took over S City and Y City in just two days.
How can they fight against Song Chi and the others?
"No, I don't. I don't."
"My psychics have already contacted the underground black market in advance. How could they fail?"
The head of the Fan family is unwilling to accept reality.
In order to deal with Song Chi and the others, he spent a huge amount of money, almost the entire Fan family was involved.
The psychic who had gathered the information replied, "Your psychic and the psychic from the underground black market were all dealt with on the night of the attack on Song Chi and his group. Even the base near the underground black market was wiped out by Lu Yanchen and his men."
The Fan family's head's eyes widened after hearing this. "You... are you telling the truth?"
"Of course it's true. Our people were mixed in with the ordinary psychics and saw the whole process clearly."
"Now they have not only taken down City S and City Y, but they have also made the survivors move into the cities and rented out a large number of props for them to use."
After hearing this, one of the family heads shouted anxiously, "How are we going to do business with other large bases in the future? Song Chi is simply trying to kill us."
The psychics were speechless. Now they couldn't even keep the business in the capital city, and they still wanted to keep the business in other bases.
In fact, the head of the family thought that if they didn’t want to do business in the capital city, they could still do business in other bases, at least they wouldn’t starve to death.
As a result, Song Chi took a step ahead and won over people from other large bases, cutting off his retreat. How could he not be anxious?
"Damn it! How many props does Song Chi have? Why can't he use them all?"
"From now on, we will really just be beaten by them."
"What else? You have a solution."
"Didn't I come to discuss this with you guys?"
"What the hell is the point of negotiating the amount? Even if we all come together now, we are no match for Song Chi and his gang."
"So what do you say we should do?"
"How should I know? Don't ask me."
"Damn it, you don't know what you're yelling about."
…
The heads of the noble families sitting on both sides of the long conference table started cursing at each other, each unwilling to give in, as if they were competing to speak louder.
The old patriarch sitting in the main seat had his ears buzzing from the noise and was extremely annoyed.
But at this moment, he had no idea.
How can they fight against a monster that can kill a city of zombies with just over ten people?
The psychic who had been listening to the quarrels of the family heads watched the scene indifferently.
Before Song Chi and the others came, he thought that people from aristocratic families were all resourceful and cunning.
Now looking at it this way, they are just a group of incompetent and angry people.
There is a saying that is true: in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are futile.
"Xia, what the hell are you talking about? I was the one who led them to the capital? What the hell are you talking about?"
"If you hadn't said that supporting the Flamelight Base was a waste of resources and voted to let the people of the Flamelight Base fend for themselves, would they have come to the capital to retaliate against us?"
"Now you're putting the blame on me. Do you have any shame?"
"Bullshit! You were the first one to raise your hand. Who else should I blame but you?"
"Fuck, I have such a bad temper. You were the ones who made the decision. Why are you bringing up old things now? Do you want to start a fight?"
"Come on, I'm fucking scared of you!"
As they spoke, the two family heads stood up from their chairs, their faces flushed with anger, and they rolled up their sleeves, looking like they were really ready to fight.
"That's enough. Shut up."
The old patriarch in the main seat shouted.
In an instant, the entire conference hall fell silent.
But the quarreling family heads were still staring at each other, they just stopped cursing.
The old master frowned in annoyance.
He should have listened to the leader and let Ji Che take over the family.
With Ji Che's intelligence, could the current aristocratic families be in such a mess?
Maybe Song Chi and his group had already been driven out of the capital by Ji Che.
"I regret it! Why didn't I choose someone who could take charge and leave you useless people behind?"
The old patriarch looked at the patriarchs on both sides of the long conference table, who were arguing with each other until their faces were red, and he regretted and cursed.
The hosts who were being scolded surprisingly did not refute and even looked a little guilty.
Because from the very beginning, they were not the head of the family, but the second or third child in the family, or even illegitimate children.
In the early days of the apocalypse, they were afraid of death and hid behind their eldest brother to survive.
Suddenly one day, their eldest brother went out to fight zombies and died, and they got a great bargain for free.
Some people were vicious and killed their eldest brother's family in the first few days of the apocalypse and took over his property.
There are also people who had their eyes on their elder brother's position before the apocalypse, and when they found out that there would be no law after the apocalypse, they immediately took action to kill their elder brother.
Not to mention those illegitimate children, they even killed their own fathers.
These people have been in cahoots with each other since the beginning of the apocalypse. You are responsible for killing my eldest brother, and I am responsible for killing your eldest brother.
Otherwise, he would kill his nephew who could inherit the position of head of the family.
The family heads who are still able to stay now have all killed each other's families, and none of them have clean hands.
The old patriarch knew these things from the very beginning.
He also said at the time that only the fittest survive, and those who can be replaced show that they are incompetent.
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