A swift and decisive victory in the early stages, a post-apocalyptic survival story in America!

What is a "pig teammate"?

Lola is such a terrible teammate!

Even though he knew that Lola had noticed him jumping down from this side and was deliberately avoiding him when she fired, Li Qi was still startled.

If I had been a little less lucky, I might have been shot and injured.

The hallway was dusty, and at the door of the master bedroom, a man lay sprawled out, clearly dead.

Clearly, this was the unlucky guy who had been shot in the shoulder. He thought he was safe enough hiding here, but he didn't expect to be riddled with bullets by Lola through the brick wall.

Three of the four people were dead, and the last one should still be in the living room. Without waiting for Lola, Li Qi rushed out of the master bedroom, fired his pistol in advance, and shot in the direction he guessed.

Almost simultaneously, the sound of rifle fire rang out from above the entrance to the living room escalator.

The situation took a sudden turn; they went from being surrounded and attacked to the young couple besieging the enemy.

"Hold!" Li Qi shouted, stopping Lola's frantic shooting.

It's essential to leave one alive; the origins of these people are the final piece of the puzzle in this whole affair.

Li Qi cautiously approached with his gun, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the burly man lying injured on the ground behind the sofa.

"It's safe now!" Li Qi shouted from the rooftop entrance and began checking the man's injuries.

He was shot in the thigh by a rifle and in the left shoulder by his own pistol. The wounds were bleeding, but it wasn't a serious problem.

Just as Li Qi breathed a sigh of relief, the man raised his hand to shield himself, his face filled with terror, and begged for mercy, "No...don't kill me..."

Seeing the bright red bloodstains on the man's palm, Li Qi looked at his lower abdomen and, sure enough, there was a wound there that he had covered with his hand earlier.

If it were just a thigh, shoulder, or hand injury, with his current surgical skills, Li Qi could probably save the person.

However, being shot in the lower abdomen almost certainly means internal organ damage, and with my skills as a first-star surgeon and the medical conditions here, there's no way I could save him.

Kicking away the pistol that had fallen to the ground from the man's hand, Li Qi squatted down, gun in hand, and said softly, "I can save your life, but you'll have to exchange it for information!"

The man looked down at the wound on his lower abdomen, gasping for breath, and said, "Quick...call 911...I...I'm going to die..."

Calling 911 is out of the question. The money and documents in the basement are crucial; if I call the police, it will be completely out of my hands.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Qi took the life capsule from the system and put it directly into the man's mouth.

"Eat it and you'll live!" Li Qi was confident in the capsule's efficacy. The life capsule could maintain vital signs for 24 hours, which was far more powerful than the health capsule in some ways.

The medication took effect, and the bleeding from all three of the man's wounds stopped simultaneously. Li Qi called Luo La over to watch over him, while he went to the window and lifted a corner of the curtain to observe outside.

Vehicles and pedestrians passed by frequently on the road, and there was nothing unusual.

Out of the corner of his eye, Li Qi saw three quality inspection marks on the glass and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thanks to Nick, that old bastard. Probably to make it easier to do bad things, the house was specially treated. The soundproofing is obviously much better than that of ordinary houses.

After drawing the curtains and reconnecting the power to the whole house, Li Qi went over to Lola and said, "Go out and buy some food and drinks. We're going to spend the night here."

Lola's face was still pale, but she moved freely, without the panic and fear she had shown during the previous gunfight.

Clearly, a gunfight she personally participated in and successfully repelled the invading enemy gave her confidence.

Battle veterans are forged through countless trials of blood and fire.

Personalized therapy also played a crucial role.

Lola put down her assault rifle, put on her coat, and cautiously went out the door.

Li Qi sat down in front of the man and asked as if chatting with a friend, "What's your name?"

"Noah, Noah Chandler..." The man leaned back, trying to find a more comfortable position, but the movement aggravated his wounds, causing him to grimace in pain.

"What kind of medicine did you give me? It's so effective!" At this critical moment, Noah Chandler still had the mind to care about the effects of this medicine.

Seeing the gleam in his eyes, Li Qi was somewhat speechless. He coughed lightly and asked, "How did you find this place?"

Noah's eyes flickered, clearly indicating that he did not intend to answer the question immediately.

Li Qi casually raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

The 9mm bullet struck Noah's other uninjured thigh, causing blood to gush out, before suddenly stopping.

A sharp pain shot through his thigh, but Noah paid no attention to the strange sight and quickly raised his hands, begging for mercy: "I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Li Qi was more concerned about the effects of the Life Capsule. If he could maintain this state for 24 hours after taking it, wouldn't that be...?

No wonder this capsule is ranked first among the system rewards. It seems that the Life Capsule is also invincible!

Take one, and you'll be an invincible warrior for 24 hours!

I just don't know if hitting the head or heart would be effective...

We can try it out in a bit; we can't waste this capsule.

With his plans in mind, Li Qi brandished his pistol, signaling Noah that he could speak.

"I... I used to be Nick Grant's colleague. We worked together for seven years. This was his secret base, and I've always known that," Noah Chandler said, his words carefully chosen and evasive, clearly not telling the whole truth. "I heard Nick was dead, so I brought people to see—ah!"

Li Qi didn't fire this time; bullets were precious, and there were many alternatives.

For example, using your middle finger to pry open the bullet hole in Noah's thigh.

A sharp pain shot through him, and Noah, drenched in sweat and pale as a ghost, frantically shook his head, yelling, "I'll talk! I'll tell the truth! Stop torturing me, you bastard!"

Li Qi is stingy.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong! I was wrong!" Noah completely gave in and dared not curse anymore.

Li Qi leaned back leisurely on the single sofa, waiting for Noah to tell the truth.

"After I was fired by ICE for violating regulations, I joined a top security company, and we've stayed in close contact over the years. Nick was very resourceful; he had me use my position to sell human organs and slaves in wealthy neighborhoods..."

"After he died, I was worried that our secret would be exposed, so I sent someone to his house to look for evidence, but we didn't succeed..."

"I remembered there was such a place, so... I brought people here, I didn't expect to... run into you."

Li Qi looked at Noah and asked with some curiosity, "The attack on Laura Thorne's house, you didn't orchestrate it?"

Noah shook his head weakly: "I suspected that the person who appeared at Nick's house that night might be Lola, since she had visited during the day, but since I had no evidence, I wasn't in a hurry to do anything about it..."

The door opened softly, and Lola unlocked it and entered, carrying two large bags filled with food and drinks.

The beautiful girl used to be overly sensitive to PTSD, but now she seems to be a bit too relaxed.

This is murder, lady! Do you think this is a picnic?