Apocalypse: King of Zombies-Chapter 323: Chance

"Damn," Mia muttered, eyes widening in surprise. "Blackhand City's richer than I thought. Looks like each district has its own specialty."

"This one's got cows, the one next door has chickens."

"Guess we're having chicken for lunch," she said with a grin.

"Mmm, sounds good," Sean nodded, practically drooling.

"I'll handle it," Chris offered. "I've got a ton of experience with chicken."

A pause.

Everyone turned to stare at him.

Chris blinked, then raised both hands. "Cooking. I meant cooking chicken. Not… whatever else you're thinking."

...

Laughter erupted.

After finishing breakfast, they packed up their gear, grabbed their weapons, and got ready to get back to "work."

Time to check out the next district. See if there was anything worth taking.

"We just gonna charge in?" Chris asked, a little skeptical.

"Relax, I've got a plan," Mia assured him.

She figured it was best to keep a low profile in Blackhand City. If they made too much noise and alerted the Black Hand Legion's Awakeners, things could get messy. They'd risk casualties.

Not to mention, it could screw up the Legion's deal with Genesis Biotech. And that would mean losing a very big fish…

The group followed Mia's lead, including the dozens of survivors they'd rescued. They were all going to slip into the next district according to her plan.

"Let's go," Mia said, pushing open the door and strolling out like she owned the place.

"Uh…" Some of the others hesitated, nerves kicking in. Were they really just going to walk out like this? Wouldn't they get caught?

But orders were orders.

So, despite their unease, they followed her out.

And to their surprise—

The guards on the street barely reacted. They just gave Mia a few extra glances, clearly appreciating the view, but didn't stop her.

That actually worked? Chris and the others were stunned.

At the same time, they felt a little relieved.

Turns out, the most dangerous place really was the safest.

Mia walked straight up to the massive iron gate of the next district and banged on it, loud and bold.

"Open up!"

"Who the hell is it? You bringing bad news or something?" a grumpy voice called from inside. There was a clatter of locks being undone, and soon, the heavy gate creaked open.

"Oh, it's you?" The guy inside recognized Mia immediately—one of the scruffy man's lackeys from yesterday.

"Yeah." Mia nodded.

"Your second-in-command told me to come find him."

"Oh, right, right. But, uh… why'd you bring so many people?" The guy glanced behind her, noticing the crowd of survivors.

Mia sighed impatiently. "Didn't you guys send word yesterday? Said you wanted to trade with Genesis Biotech? Thirty survivors from our district?"

"Oh, yeah! Damn, my memory's shit." The guy smacked his forehead, suddenly remembering.

"Well, come on in! Welcome, welcome." His attitude did a complete 180, turning warm and enthusiastic. A beautiful woman showing up in their district? That was always a good thing.

In this post-apocalyptic world—especially in Blackhand City—people didn't put much stock in things like chastity anymore. Relationships were messy, casual, and often meaningless…

Mia led the group through the gate.

And just like last time, she thoughtfully turned back and locked it behind them.

The layout of this compound was almost identical to the last one—iron cages everywhere, packed with fat, well-fed rats.

Members of the Black Hand Legion bustled around the yard, though there seemed to be fewer of them here than in the previous district.

"Richie's gonna be real happy to see you," the young man chuckled, referring, of course, to the scruffy man from yesterday.

"Oh yeah?" Mia asked absently.

The guy nodded enthusiastically. "Hell yeah. Ever since he met you yesterday, he hasn't shut up about you. I've heard him mention you at least a dozen times."

"Oh, well… he won't be thinking about me much longer," Mia said.

The guy didn't catch her meaning. He just kept staring at her, eyes filled with admiration—and something else.

"So, uh… what about me?" he asked, voice dropping a little. "Do I have a shot? Maybe we could, you know… do something together?"

"You? Yeah, you've got a chance," Mia said.

By now, they had reached the center of the yard. Shadows flickered around them—Black Hand Legion members moving about. If there were no further interruptions, it was time to get to work.

Chris and Brandon were already gripping their weapons, fingers tightening around their machetes.

But the young man was too distracted to notice. His entire focus was on Mia.

"For real?" His eyes widened in disbelief.

"For real," Mia assured him. "In fact, everyone here has the same chance."

The guy blinked.

Wait. Everyone?

His mind raced. Was she saying what he thought she was saying? That she was that open-minded?

And with everyone?

Damn. That was… wild.

Mia smiled. "So, shall we start now?"

"Right here?" The guy was stunned. In broad daylight? Out in the open? That was some next-level kink—and I'm all for it.

"Mm-hmm." Mia nodded.

And in the next instant—

Her pale fingers closed around her sword hilt.

Shing!

The tachi flashed from its sheath, slicing clean through the young man's throat.

A spray of crimson burst into the air.

"You… you…" He staggered back, hands clutching his neck, but the blood wouldn't stop gushing. His eyes went wide, filled with shock and betrayal.

Just a second ago, he'd been lost in filthy fantasies.

Now, he was dying.

And in that final moment, he understood.

The "chance" she'd promised?

It was death.

Thud!

His body collapsed into a growing pool of blood.

The commotion immediately caught the attention of the other Black Hand Legion members nearby.

"Shit! Someone's killing people!"

"Goddamn it! They came here to start trouble!"

"Get them! Kill them all!"

Chaos erupted.

The Black Hand Legion members surged forward, weapons drawn.

"Kill!"

Chris, Brandon, and the others were already prepared. Their machetes flashed as they met the charge head-on, hacking into their enemies without hesitation.

They'd done this plenty of times before.

Brandon, in particular, fought with extra fury. He hated these inhuman bastards. Every swing of his blade was fueled by pure rage.

Sean, meanwhile, was just as eager—except his motivation was a little different. He smashed an enemy's skull with his fist, muttering under his breath, "Chicken… I just want some goddamn chicken…"

At the front of the battle, Mia moved like a ghost, her tachi leaving behind nothing but afterimages.

She carved through the Black Hand Legion members like they were nothing but meat for a beef pot pie.

Bodies dropped one after another, blood soaking the ground.

The remaining Black Hand Legion members hesitated, fear creeping into their eyes.

"She's a goddamn monster!"

"We can't take her! What do we do?"

"Go get the higher-ups! We need the big guns!"

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Panic set in. A few of them broke away from the fight, sprinting toward a tall building at the back of the compound.

That was where the district's leaders stayed.

The ones in charge.

Including the scruffy man.

"Bosses! We've got a problem! There's a woman out there slaughtering everyone—come quick!"

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