Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 95 Capital Group
Ou Yang's eyes twitched: "Oh no, we can't stay here anymore!"

Jiang Yuwei subconsciously gripped the 1911 tightly, but the gun was too big for her hands, so she could only barely hold it with both hands.

Ou Yang quickly took out the tactical kit, stuffed the Glock into it, replaced it with a long magazine and put it on his back. He was about to call Jiang Yuwei to leave together when he suddenly found that the scattered biker gangs were pouring out from both sides of the street and rushing towards the apartment building where the accident happened.

However, before they could get close, gunshots suddenly rang out from the second and third floors. For a moment, it was unknown how many people were shooting down. A round of random gunfire knocked down seven or eight of the approaching bikers.

The remaining biker gangs immediately retaliated, but the biker gangs were below and the unidentified gunman was above. Not only did they have a wide field of vision from their high vantage point, they also had the advantage of being in the dark while the enemy was in the clear.

No one knows whether the mysterious gunman was hit, but several more biker gang members were killed.

As if inspired by the mysterious gunman, more bikers joined the counterattack. For a while, there were constant gunshots on both sides of the street, and the biker gangs were knocked down one after another by bullets from nowhere.

Ou Yang blinked, unable to believe it was true.

Until this time, he still didn't understand what had happened. He only knew that there were indeed many powerful people hiding on both sides of this seemingly deserted street.

However, Lu Zi said that beating a drowning dog is a very beneficial activity for the body and mind. Anyway, the motorcycle gang is not a good person. The enthusiastic Ou Yang joined the counterattack without any psychological pressure. Before shooting, he took off the silencer, aimed at the motorcycle gang like a rat crossing the street, and pulled the trigger.

Single shot, save bullets.

After a while, the biker gang suffered heavy casualties, with only a few left, hiding in the corner and daring not to move.

The gunshots gradually stopped. A man with a white beard and a red nose leaned half of his body out of the window and yelled in a nasal voice: "Get out! You trash are not welcome on Sam Avenue!"

Before he finished speaking, more voices came out at the same time: "Get out!"

"Don't wait until I regret it!"

Ou Yang also joined in the fun: "Go home and feed your baby!"

Several biker gangs didn't dare to show up. After a while, a burly black brother stood out with his hands raised. When he saw that no one was shooting at him, he ran away.

The remaining few also jumped out one by one, running away one by one.

"Why did you let them go?" Jiang Yuwei asked.

"If you don't let him go, who will spread the news of what happened today?"

"Aren't you afraid they'll come back for revenge?"

"Revenge? That depends on whether they have the ability to do so," said Ou Yang.

The man with the red nose shouted again, "Come out, let's discuss how to deal with these idiots!"

Ou Yang thought that Lao Mi's vocabulary for cursing people was not rich enough. If it were him, he would at least start with a curse word like "son of a bitch!"
Well, I never thought about it carefully before, but now I analyze it again, a bitch is actually a bastard, the meaning behind this sentence is extremely rich!
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the window: "No. 92, is anyone in No. 92? Together?"

Jiang Yuwei nudged Ou Yang: "I'm calling you?"

Ou Yang knew that he had been discovered when he was shooting, so he leaned out of the window and waved at the other party, indicating that he was listening.

He didn't know what the neighborhood had been like before, but from now on, it would probably be like those gated communities, with roadblocks blocking traffic and keeping all officials and shady gangs out. Old Mi still had a strong sense of ownership.

The old man yelled, "Before, the US military and the guards were here, so our safety was somewhat guaranteed. Now that the US military has withdrawn, the guards may not be able to handle it. We must protect ourselves. Sam Street is our street, and we must not let the gangs take it over!"

"Dad Carl is right!"

"We can't let the gangs take it!"

"Okay, okay, let's build a roadblock as soon as possible. There's no restriction on leaving, but anyone who wants to come in must first ask the Winchester in my hand!"

The old man seemed to be very prestigious and immediately attracted cheers.

But there are also less harmonious voices. Some people say that there is not much food left at home. Now that the US troops have withdrawn, who should they go to for the food?

Some people also asked whether water and electricity could still be supplied normally if the US military stopped caring about it.

Some people are worried that the bullets they have in stock are too few and they need to get another batch.

Dad Karl made arrangements one by one. There was a gun shop on the next street, and the owner was an acquaintance of Dad, so he could get a batch of bullets. He didn't know what to do without electricity, so it would be better to store some drinking water. He didn't know where to get food, so Dad planned to contact the guard team later.

Everything is well organized, one by one.

Ou Yang didn't hear a word he said, his mind was filled with only one sentence: The American troops have withdrawn, the American troops have withdrawn!

No wonder the two groups negotiated directly on the street, it turned out they were fighting for territory!

When did the Komi Army leave? Where did they retreat to? Has the blockade of Brown Bear City been completely lifted?
Also, from what the old man said, it seems that the guards are still in charge, but there are too few people to handle it.

That's not right. He saw American soldiers standing guard on the blockade wall this morning. How come they withdrew in the blink of an eye?
Ou Yang suddenly looked at Jiang Yuwei and said, "You said the US military already has drugs to control the disease. Where did you hear this news?"

Jiang Yuwei shook her head blankly: "I don't know, the instructor said so!"

Ou Yang glanced at the middle-aged woman with a dull look in her eyes: "Her? She's not imagining it, is she?"

It's obvious at first glance that this woman is only one step away from the growth stage. It's good enough for her to be awake for one-fifth of the twenty-four hours a day. How could it be such a coincidence that she heard the news just when she was awake?
Jiang Yuwei was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, the shouting outside suddenly stopped, replaced by a young voice: "Everyone, I am the heir of the Giant Group. Does the Giant Group know this? Please rest assured, we are not here to occupy this block, but to invite you to join the alliance organized by the Giant Group to jointly deal with this crisis!"

"What do you want?" Father Carl was not confused at all and pointed out the point directly.

Ou Yang turned his head and saw that the person who spoke was the zebra.

Judging from his fashion sense, what kind of heir is he? If this group is really handed over to this person, I'm afraid it won't last long.

"Of course there are!" Zebra said with a broad smile. "As I'm sure you all know, Giant Group has its own research institutes and pharmaceutical factories. Since the outbreak of the epidemic, we've been committed to developing drugs to control the epidemic, and we've achieved some initial success. In order to quickly develop effective drugs suitable for promotion, we need many volunteers, not only those infected, but more importantly, those who are immune..."

Ou Yang's eyebrows twitched. Damn, this kid is here for the immune ones, right?

(End of this chapter)