Apocalypse: The White Moonlight Became a Possessive Mad Dog

A faint smell of disinfectant wafted over.

Su Han didn't move again, letting the other person bandage her wound.

To clean the wound, the medical staff had previously cut almost the entire top of Su Han's shirt open.

The boy lying on the operating table now has his upper body exposed, his fair skin stained with specks of blood, like a Chinese landscape painting.

Su Han waited for a long time, but the other person still hadn't wrapped the bandage. He urged with a hint of teasing, "What are you doing? Hurry up, it hurts."

Only then did the other party begin to move slowly.

The gauze was wrapped layer by layer, then nothing happened. Su Han waited a while before tearing the cloth off her face.

After the wound was bandaged, the room was empty except for him.

gone?

Not only did they leave, but they also covered him with a new garment.

After confirming that no one was around, he secretly unwrapped the blood-stained gauze. The skin underneath was smooth and unbroken; there was no sign of injury at all.

He wrapped the bandage back around and around.

"Ahan!!"

Several superhumans familiar with Su Han rushed in, the most excited of whom was a soldier carrying a doctor.

The doctor's mask was pulled askew, looking like a bean sprout, and the man was holding it in his hand and shaking it around.

"These bastards! They just threw the patient on the bed and ran out! Damn it, I could have put out that tiny flame with two fingers! Why did you have to send so many of you to save him?! Huh?!"

The doctor, clutching his crooked glasses, wailed. Su Han watched in horror, fearing that the man, who knew nothing of chivalry, might accidentally be strangled to death by the doctor.

"It's okay, brother, the bullet has been removed. Putting out the fire is more important. I told them I could bandage myself," Su Han quickly interjected.

The doctor, his forehead covered in cold sweat, cast a grateful glance his way.

Several superhumans looked at the bandage on Su Han's shoulder, which was still stained with blood.

Several of them were veterans with high qualifications.

"Damn it... Wang Jiafu, that bastard!"

If that shot had been even slightly off-target, it would have hit Su Han's lungs.

With the existing medical technology at the base, it would be difficult to save him.

They now truly realized that the lives of those with superpowers meant nothing to Wang Jiafu.

A chill spread through everyone's hearts.

Su Han saw everything, and the smile in her eyes grew deeper.

There was no other way. Since Wang Jiafu wanted to consolidate his position in the base by winning over people with superpowers, he had no choice but to use himself as bait to break his scheme.

"Where is the guard who injured the man?" someone asked.

"He got a good scolding from Tang Qiao and was taken away." Another person spat, "Damn it, I think Tang Qiao and Wang Jiafu are in cahoots, neither of them are good people!"

Two or three medical staff members quietly packed up the medicines nearby, trying to minimize their presence.

"If Wang Jiafu doesn't give me an explanation for this, he can expect me to break his neck!"

In the apocalypse, without entertainment devices like cell phones and televisions, people have free time, and information spreads rapidly by word of mouth.

After most of the team returned to base that night, news that Wang Jiafu had almost killed a superhuman spread like wildfire.

Especially considering Su Han's identity—an outstanding ability user in the base, beautiful, strong, and without any ulterior motives—she's someone people genuinely like.

For a time, all those with supernatural abilities felt insecure.

Wang Jiafu returned in the evening, looking very unwell.

He led his men to the building he had bombed, and sure enough, they found that someone had tampered with it.

The unfinished building next door, built around the same time, also collapsed—it was bombed. In three days at most, a large number of zombies will be attracted to Hope Base by this commotion.

Although the number will not be more than last time, the base is currently lacking in combat power, and a zombie siege is a deadly challenge.

Wang Jiafu cursed inwardly.

He had personally killed Shen Chengyin's confidant, leaving no one who followed Shen Chengyin alive.

Who exactly wants to avenge Shen Chengyin?

Before he could even return to his office, a group of superhumans who had been waiting for a long time surrounded him menacingly.

"Wang Jiafu! Do you even deserve to be a leader?!"

"Get off that spot right now!"

Wang Jiafu was completely bewildered.

He hasn't returned to the base for a single day, and these superhumans are already planning a rebellion?

Tang Qiao was very prescient; as soon as Wang Jiafu was cornered, he brought his men to the rescue.

Wang Jiafu was surrounded and protected by guards, and Tang Qiao whispered something in his ear.

Wang Jiafu's face was grim. He hissed at the troublemaking superhumans, "Change the leader? We're about to face a second zombie siege. If we change the leader, do you expect us to take command?!"

The guards behind Wang Jiafu immediately chimed in, "The reason the leader left the city today is because he discovered a large number of zombies of unknown origin near the base. This is a sign of a zombie siege!"

The supply search team that returned today also said that a large number of zombies had appeared out of nowhere.

A zombie apocalypse.

Upon hearing these words, the several superhumans frowned.

The last zombie siege was commanded by Wang Jiafu, but the losses were still heavy. Even the powerful Chief Shen was gone.

Several months have passed, and the zombies besieging the city are now mixed with some troublesome low-level zombies. They don't know how badly they will be beaten.

For a moment, everyone was on edge. Even if those superpowered individuals who wanted to find an explanation for Su Han were furious, they would not choose this time to go against Wang Jiafu.

Wang Jiafu watched helplessly as the group of superhumans were filled with anger but unable to make a move, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

These muscle-bound, simple-minded superhumans actually think they can fight him?

However, it's time to find an opportunity to get rid of that Akan.

This zombie siege is a good opportunity.

*

Su Han was not surprised when she learned that Wang Jiafu had easily resolved the crisis.

If Wang Jiafu were a fool, the male protagonist in the original story wouldn't have suffered such a fate.

He's currently faking illness and lying at home, chatting with the system.

Shen Chengyin hasn't come back to rest for many days, and he's a little worried.

If the male lead dies somewhere again this time, he'll be completely finished.

"Approximately when will this siege begin?"

[In the original text, after Wang Jiafu blew up the building, the zombies gradually surrounded the base within three days. This time it should be similar, right?] System 111 pondered.

The interval between the two zombie sieges is too short, so the scale is definitely not as large as the first one, but the time should be much faster.

Su Han had an idea in her mind.

He rolled out of bed and went to the next room to knock on Li Tianqian's door.

Li Tiangan opened the door, rubbing his messy curly hair, his upper body bare, making no attempt to hide it.

"The person you want to kill is Tang Qiao?" Su Han asked bluntly.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Li Tianqian's eyes. "I don't want to kill him, I just want him to fall out of that position."

Su Han didn't ask why.

He didn't care what grudge Li Tiangan had against Tang Qiao; he only cared whether Li Tiangan could be used by him.

"Sure, I'll help you." He answered decisively, "Do me a favor, and I'll get Tang Qiao off his horse within a week."