My Monster Fuses Everything Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Chapter 104: Revenge Must Not Wait Overnight

Zhou Ji endured the bone-piercing pain, but endurance was of no use since his legs had been transpierced by crossbow arrows and he had no chance to flee.

Not just him, even the minions he had brought with him couldn't escape.

The second floor of the comprehensive building was a good spot for an ambush, but Zhu Xiong and his men blocked the first floor, catching them one by one with ease.

After just a few minutes, the sound of gunfire completely stopped.

Out of forty gunmen, half were torn apart by Frenzied Eaters, and another seven or eight were shot dead by crossbow arrows.

“Old Zhu, we've caught them all, aside from this leader there are 13 alive, but four of them are seriously injured with arrows stuck in their bodies.”

“Don't pull them out, they'll die if you do.”

Hearing this, Zhu Xiong immediately offered a very 'sensible' suggestion, “First, drag those four aside… Right, they can all talk, can't they?”

Guo Gang was somewhat dazed by Zhu Xiong's pace and said, “Two of them have been constantly vomiting blood, but the other two are okay.”

“Vomiting blood, huh,” Zhu Xiong's cheeks trembled, and he raised his eyebrows, “Pull out the tubes… spit, pull out the arrows from those vomiting blood; saving them would be a waste of medicine. Drag the ones who can talk aside for interrogation first. Save those willing to talk, and as for those who aren't, I am sorry. By the way, when you pull out the tubes, let them watch first.”

Guo Gang took a sharp intake of breath. The thick-browed and large-eyed Zhu Xiong was indeed ruthless—he really knew how to play the game.

He hadn't thought of these things, but like him, ambushed and holding anger inside, he nodded firmly, “I'll go do it right away, what about the others?”

“Seal their mouths, put hoods on and tie them up, take them back for interrogation to clarify their background.”

Zhu Xiong sneered, “This bunch, obviously seasoned criminals, won't leave us in peace if we don't root them out.”

Su Han and his team were also searching for supplies, a process that wasn't without encounters with other survivors.

They, too, would take control of the situation first, but control was one thing; they wouldn't rush to kill. They would take control, assess, and then decide whether to include them.

A part of the survivors joined Su Han's side in this way.

But clearly, Zhou Ji and his group were not like that.

Guo Gang led his men to tie them all up. Zhu Xiong then instructed Zhao Yimin and the others to quickly load the remaining medicines onto the vehicle.

While loading, the nearly empty storage room made Zhu Xiong realize how these people discovered their tracks—it was obviously the traces of the hospital being cleared and the materials in the storage room not yet fully moved.

“We need to be more careful next time. If we can't move everything at once, we have to hide it.”

Zhu Xiong muttered, wiser for the next time. It was because they had not finished their search that they were preemptively discovered and others took the advantage.

If it weren't for the keen sensory perception of the Bone Armor Giant Pig, which smelled the scent of living humans, Zhu Xiong himself might have been severely injured.

Even as a Second Order Low Grade, taking a bullet unawares would definitely result in injury.

The strength of human bodies is not comparable to monsters, of course excluding Su Han.

With Black Armor's passive defense, Su Han wouldn't be easily injured by surprise attacks, though no one knew this fact except for himself.

Guo Gang had just killed two of the severely injured. Although it was just removing the arrows, as they began, blood sprayed out, and the person convulsed and then died.

Although the two with lighter injuries were terrified, their mouths were tight, and nothing was extracted from them for the moment.

Guo Gang didn't indulge them, instead, he threw the injured directly into the carriage, especially into the carriage with the monster corpses, and then closed the door without paying any more attention to them.

If they were afraid, drag it out and let their psychology completely collapse. They would talk in time.

Everything was loaded onto the vehicles, and about thirty tons of metal cubes from the hospital parking lot had been moved.

Zhu Xiong let the Bone Armor Giant Pig charge recklessly to destroy any traces, then the group drove back, even faster than when they came.

When they arrived back at Shanhu Villa, Zhu Xiong instructed Zhao Yimin to handle the unloading, and Guo Gang imprisoned the captives separately. He then went straight to find Su Han.

“Su Han, we were ambushed at the hospital.”

Zhu Xiong's words made Su Han frown. He immediately asked, “How are our people?”

“Just a few grazed hands from bullets, nothing serious.”

Zhu Xiong told Su Han everything about the ambush in detail, especially about capturing the prisoners, informing him all at once.

Su Han's expression was calm, with a slight coldness in his eyes, “Pry open their mouths. I want to know where their camp is, how many they are, and what the situation is. If they're unwilling to speak, call those several doctors over, get some sedatives or hallucinogens or something. That should be manageable, right?”

The essence of Truth Serum was basically an anesthetic inducer, although the effect might not be as good. If that didn't work, then they'd resort to torture followed by adrenaline injections.

After all, Contractors could take a lot, they should last quite a long time.

Zhu Xiong's face twitched, his eyes also held a cold glint as he spoke, “We've already started.”

He was the one who had been ambushed; the anger in his heart might even be greater than Su Han's.

After reporting to Su Han, Zhu Xiong fetched Zhang Dahai to join the interrogation. Both old hands at surviving, they knew many ways to break a person, and even if they hadn't done it themselves, they certainly had heard of them.

Zhu Xiong had not been gone for long when Cao Yubao and Zhou Ziqing finally emerged from the ward, appearing a bit weary. Yet, there was a relaxed look in their eyes.

“The surgery was very successful, largely thanks to the Contractor's physique.”

Smiling, Cao Yubao said, “In a few days, he should be able to get out of bed and move around slowly.”

“Dean Cao should rest now,” Su Han nodded and then turned to Zhou Ziqing beside him, “However, Doctor Zhou might still need to assist with treating a few minor injuries, gunshot wounds on their arms.”

Though Su Han's tone remained calm, the expressions of Cao Yubao and Zhou Ziqing subtly changed.

Gunshot wounds? Had there been some kind of conflict?

They dared not ask more, merely nodding in agreement, “I'll head there right now.”

Cao Yubao added, “I'll go too, having more people would speed up the treatment.”

Without taking time to rest, the two left immediately to find Yan Meiyu, for she was in charge of arranging where the wounded were.

After returning to Villa No.9, Su Han was visited by Zhu Xiong and the others as night fell.

Zhou Ji remained silent, but his deputy, Yu Shaokui, the two injured men, and others were not as disciplined.

Under separate but relentless questioning, they shared everything they knew about the situation at Wanzhou Manor.

“We've got it all clear now. The camp is located in the northern suburbs at Wanzhou Manor, with over 400 people. Among them, there are approximately 150 combatants. The leader is Wan Yuzhou, a well-known entrepreneur from South City.”

Zhu Xiong laid out the information he had gathered, while Zhang Dahai interjected with a cold laugh, “Entrepreneur my ass. He started by engaging in the underworld and never really laundered his way out, just hid his people within the company and played dirty in the real estate business.”

Zhang Dahai, who had been in the real estate business before, had experienced many dealings with people like Wan Yuzhou, and not without loss.

It was only because Wan Yuzhou had somewhat restrained his methods in recent years that Zhang Dahai had likely only suffered in business terms.

“Over 150 combatants, does that refer to Contractors or his henchmen?”

“Both,” Zhu Xiong replied. “All these people are Contractors, most of whom are Wan Yuzhou's henchmen from the past. Some are his company employees, and some are combatants he's taken in. Within Wan Yuzhou's camp, there are four ranks: the leader Wan Yuzhou, the combatants, ordinary people, and slaves.”

Mentioning the four levels, Zhu Xiong's expression turned serious. Unquestionably, this was a terrifying aspect of Wan Yuzhou.

Compared to Nie Rilong, who used women's bodies as bargaining chips for rule, Wan Yuzhou imposes a hierarchical order, forcing everyone to submit to such a system.

Ordinary people barter labor for food and safety, and even combatants cannot oppress them easily. In the post-apocalyptic world, this nearly mirrors the pre-apocalyptic employment model, a rarity indeed.

Combatants enjoy privileges, access to more resources and authority, governing ordinary people and slaves. With their greater resources and privileges, they can easily gain more from the other two levels.

As for slaves, they are those who neither submit nor have the power to resist.

They receive the least resources, do the most work, and apart from not being killed arbitrarily, they face beatings and confinement.

Under strict order, Wan Yuzhou stands as the supreme leader, in complete control of the entire camp.

With a grave voice, Su Han said, “This Wan Yuzhou indeed has his ways. Do we know his strength?”

“At least First Order Upper Grade,” Zhu Xiong answered. “Since establishing the camp, Wan Yuzhou rarely gets involved personally, but he is surely more formidable than Zhou Ji. Moreover, he has four scavenging teams under him, each with thirty to forty people, taking turns to go out for supplies and preying on survivors. Zhou Ji is one of the team leaders. Another leader, Cao Yu, is also First Order Upper Grade, while the remaining two are First-level Intermediate.”

The intelligence was roughly as such. Wan Yuzhou had apparently been deliberately concealing his true capabilities.

“Old Zhu, gather forty men.”

Though Su Han's voice was calm, everyone understood what he intended to do.

Old Zhu looked surprised, “Just forty? They have over four hundred.”

“It's enough,” Su Han glanced at Yan Meiyu, Bai Qilan, and several others, speaking slowly, “We only have just over a hundred people here ourselves. We need to keep manpower here. Besides, no matter how many they are, their combatants number only a little over a hundred, which you've already reduced by forty.”

Wan Yuzhou's strict control over the rankings, his gathering of combatants, and fostering loyalty was a clever move.

However, before completing his snowball effect, his cadre of combatants also amounted to just over a hundred. Handling them was not a problem, even if they had guns.

“Understood. I'll start rounding up the men now.”

Zhu Xiong stood up and left. Though the fighting force of the camp hadn't formally divided into teams, it had naturally organized into three groups: two scavenging teams and one patrol squad, each roughly containing 15 to 20 members, taking turns on their assigned tasks.

The scavenging teams' main task was to search for supplies, but they also patrolled every two to three days. The patrol squad did the same.

The three teams were nearly identical in equipment, with armor, hand crossbows, and either spears or machetes—their three-item kit providing a formidable combat capability.

Ye Kailing, a retired female soldier who had also undergone training from a private security company, was conducting ongoing combat training for the crew, including in hand-to-hand and shooting, which enhanced their fighting strength gradually.

So, when rounding up the troops, calling up two scavenging teams was sufficient.

“Old Gan, Old Guo, Meiyu, and Qilan stay to guard the camp. Everyone else will join this mission.”

“Understood.”

Chapter end

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