Apocalypse: The White Moonlight Became a Possessive Mad Dog

As dusk approached, it was pitch black three hours later.

At night, zombies move frequently and unrestricted, but the base cannot provide sufficient lighting. If a zombie horde arrives at night, it will inevitably be a fierce battle.

Only Su Han understood that Shen Chengyin clearly intended to kill everyone at Hope Base.

He didn't stop Shen Chengyin. If he had experienced the humiliation described in the book, he wouldn't have forgiven the survivors of Hope Base either.

In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent. Since no one stood up for Shen Chengyin, they should bear his disappointment.

All the combat-capable survivors in the base had already prepared for battle at the city gates as planned. When Su Han, Shen Chengyin, and Li Tiangan arrived, the guards were transporting weapons up the city walls.

Su Han glanced around but didn't see Tang Qiao.

Logically speaking, with such a major incident, it's impossible that Tang Qiao, Wang Jiafu's most loyal dog, wouldn't have remained completely silent.

strangeness.

"Shen, sink, sink, sink..."

One of the guards carrying weapons looked up and saw Shen Chengyin at the very front of the crowd.

He was taken aback, and pointed at Shen Chengyin for a long time without being able to utter a complete sentence.

The superhuman, who already knew everything, walked over and punched him hard. "What Shen? Leader Shen is back! Are you mute? Can't you greet people?"

The person finally realized what was happening and looked helplessly at the others.

Although Shen Chengyin appeared alive in front of everyone, the despicable things Wang Jiafu did had not yet reached everyone's ears.

In the eyes of most people in the base, Shen Chengyin is still that selfish, narrow-minded, and corrupt leader who deserved to die in that zombie horde.

Su Han stepped forward. "Wang Jiafu tried to kill Chief Shen but failed. Chief Shen has survived a great calamity and will surely have good fortune in the future. Li Fu, quickly tell everyone what's going on."

Su Han winked at the superhuman.

Li Fu was a loud-voiced and short-tempered earth-type ability user. He quickly understood Su Han's meaning, cleared his throat, and loudly recounted everything that had happened that day.

This place was originally where weapons were distributed, and more and more guards and survivors gathered to collect their weapons.

Upon arrival, each of them was drawn in by Li Fu's words and inquired with the elders about what had happened. The news spread quickly, and soon the survivors present had a fairly complete understanding of the situation.

"Is Chief Wang that kind of person?"

"I don't think he treated us badly...it's all just talk."

Someone muttered to themselves.

Wang Jiafu's previous favoritism did have an effect, gathering a large number of loyal followers for him.

Shen Chengyin looked at the person who spoke and curled his lips in a mocking smile.

They don't distinguish between loyalty and treachery, they only care about food and salt.

The thought of these people in front of him, whom he had once risked his life to protect, made him feel disgusted.

Su Han keenly sensed that the male lead was in a bad mood, and kicked the person who had spoken.

The man fell to his knees with a thud, his knees nearly shattered from the kick.

"Empty words are no proof? Wang Jiafu himself admitted it, and so many superhumans heard it. You say it's no proof? Are you trying to go against all the superhumans in Hope Base, huh?"

The man who was kicked was furious but dared not utter a sound.

If Su Han puts this label on him and he refutes it, he will be seen as definitively going against all the superhumans in the base.

Li Fu was frustrated and disappointed, but he couldn't explain why. After all, he couldn't even produce any decent evidence.

He could only sigh, "Wang Jiafu did indeed harm Chief Shen, and Chief Shen was also framed by Wang Jiafu. Let Zhao Guang speak for himself after the zombie horde ends."

Upon hearing these words, the survivors at the scene could only disperse, filled with doubt.

The crowd was bustling, and there were quite a few people who spoke without restraint.

Su Han heard people say things like, "How dare you come back?", "Zhao Guang said Shen Chengyin was a beast himself," and "Is Chief Wang alright?"

He frowned, a lump forming in his throat, unable to rise or fall.

Without evidence, these people still cannot be convinced of the truth.

This road is too difficult to walk, so it's no wonder that Shen Chengyin chose to destroy it all.

The crowd dispersed, leaving the scene deserted. Su Han whispered a few words of advice to Li Tiangan before turning and leaving.

With Wang Jiafu's disgraceful deeds exposed in front of so many people, Tang Qiao, as Wang Jiafu's confidant, is certainly implicated.

Tang Qiao probably got wind of it and went into hiding.

As long as he doesn't show up, no one will care about him.

But where will Tang Qiao hide?

*

As dusk fell, torches and spotlights were already burning around the walls of Hope Base.

The surrounding zombies were stirring, and in order to alleviate the pressure of the zombie horde in advance, the superhumans used melee weapons to kill the zombies that approached the base in a small area.

The entire city was under martial law, and 80 percent of the base's armed forces were stationed on one side of the main gate.

In contrast, the city square, mission hall, and exchange were all deserted.

When Tang Qiao arrived at the clinic, there were only two doctors on duty, slumped over their desks, half asleep.

He raised his hand and pressed it against their shoulders, and a faint purple current shot out.

The two medical staff collapsed to the ground without even seeing his face.

Tangqiao arrived at the infirmary without any obstacles.

Wang Jiafu had been awake for a while, but he pretended to be dead. He didn't even open his eyes when he heard someone else coming to the infirmary.

"Leader," Tang Qiao called to him in a low voice.

Wang Jiafu suddenly opened his eyes.

He had lost his tongue and couldn't utter a complete sentence. He stammered for a long time, and finally stared with terrifying eyes, furious to the extreme.

Tang Qiao had already received the news and calmly took out paper and pen from his waist bag.

Wang Jiafu immediately began writing vigorously on the paper.

(Shen Chengyin isn't dead! What did you do?!)

Tang Qiao pursed his lips. "Chief, back then, Shen Chengyin was disemboweled and thrown off the city wall. His internal organs were almost completely ripped out. You saw me do it with your own eyes. There's no way he could have come back alive."

(And that Ahan, he's one of Shen Chengyin's men, why didn't you kill him completely back then?!)

"Shen Chengyin's men, along with their families—men, women, and children—were all killed, not a single one was spared." Tang Qiao paused, "As far as I know, this Ahan had never appeared at the base before; he's a newcomer."

(How could someone appear out of thin air?!)

Tang Qiao lowered his head and remained silent.

Wang Jiafu gritted his teeth, his facial muscles twitching. He gripped the pen tightly and wrote forcefully on the paper:

(They have no evidence, and the guards won't believe them. The zombie horde is coming soon; take advantage of the chaos to kill Shen Chengyin and Ahan, and I'll figure out what to do next.)

As long as he can kill Shen Chengyin and Ahan, he can take advantage of the situation to stage a self-inflicted injury, and then the power will return to his hands.

Tang Qiao stared at the words on the paper, his eyes darkening slightly.

"Chief, I came to see you about this matter. I would like to request a sniper rifle."

After the zombie horde began, there were screams and gunshots everywhere. It was easy to kill someone silently with a sniper rifle without arousing suspicion.

This request was reasonable, and Wang Jiafu had no doubts. After all, several sniper rifles were used to kill Shen Chengyin's men during the last zombie horde.

The password to the base's armory is known only to the leader.

Wang Jiafu raised his hand and wrote down the code for the armory on a piece of paper.

Just as he finished writing the last number, the paper was snatched from his hand. Wang Jiafu looked up in alarm, only to find a cold gun barrel pressed against his head.

"After all this time, I've finally decided to reveal the password."

Tang Qiao's eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion.

"That's fucking tight."