Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus-Chapter 1141 - 719: Jackals Is Your Uncle?!

In the midst of changing magazines, one of the people suddenly woke up, staggered to stand up, drooling at the mouth, as if possessed, grinning foolishly, and stumbled forward.

Bang!

Without hesitation, Third Uncle shot him right in the center of the forehead.

Three magazines were emptied.

The hall had undergone a significant transformation, with blood splattered across the floor, walls, and ceiling.

Pillow stuffing fluttered around like snow.

The white stuffing contrasted sharply with the bright red blood.

The air was heavy with the smell of blood.

Looking at these people, completely naked, it was clear they had overdosed, abusing such forbidden substances, leading them to pass out one by one.

In such a scene, there wasn’t a trace of human morality, only extreme indulgence.

During Doomsday, the more prohibited the act, the more people indulged.

Leading to their downfall, not knowing who they are, constantly in a daze.

Third Uncle walked around the room, checking if there were any fish that escaped the net.

After a circle, he found they were all dead.

Third Uncle found several guns and some white flour in the room of this box.

Third Uncle wrapped the guns with curtains, then walked out of the box.

After taking a few steps, Third Uncle thought for a moment.

He turned back, pulled down the cloth in the room, then ignited a pillow and tossed it among the white maggots.

Perhaps for convenience, those people had laid cushions and pillows all over the floor, so when Third Uncle threw in the burning pillow, the fire quickly grew.

Third Uncle glanced coldly, then closed the door.

He hurriedly left the area.

Just stepping out of the hidden room within the wall, he saw Ant arriving at the fourth floor.

Ant gave Third Uncle a look, seemingly asking: Did you finish?

Third Uncle nodded, made a gesture to retreat.

Ant then asked, "Should we gather the supplies here? Otherwise, it’d be a waste."

Third Uncle pointed at the table’s flour and liquor, and said helplessly, "These bastards, are dead set on killing themselves, soaking illegal drugs in liquor, eating flour as food. Don’t take anything from here. Who knows if they mixed something in.

Let’s go!"

After speaking, Third Uncle ran downstairs.

Ant suddenly felt the temperature rise, glanced into the secret room, seeing flames rapidly rising inside.

The floor was sticky, probably from the liquor spilled on the ground without cleaning it up.

Now with a spark, the flames spread swiftly.

Ant hurriedly caught up with Third Uncle.

Upon reaching the third floor, Third Uncle suddenly saw a steel pipe jammed on the door handle, while sounds of knocking came from within.

Watching Third Uncle staring at the steel pipe, Ant explained: "Inside are all women, probably imprisoned here, afraid they would cause trouble so they locked them in, figuring we would deal with it after we’re done."

Third Uncle hesitated for a moment, then directly removed the steel pipe.

And then ran downstairs.

Soon, upon reaching the bottom floor, they saw several more corpses fallen across from Old Qin.

Old Qin saw them coming down, and asked, "Finished?"

"Let’s go." Third Uncle glanced upstairs, hearing some footsteps.

Thinking it must be the women released from the third floor.

The three immediately rushed outside.

Got in the car, ignited, and left.

Ant and Third Uncle, in the car, looked back through the glass, seeing black smoke billowing from the building, spreading from the fourth floor to the third, soon reaching the second.

At this moment, a dozen naked women ran out from the building.

Upon seeing the armored vehicle, they seemed to want to chase.

Knowing they had been rescued, these women had grown accustomed to being subjugates in this Doomsday.

Craving power.

They wanted to catch up with Third Uncle and the others, thinking following them might be the only way to survive in this harsh Doomsday.

But, Third Uncle looked once and then withdrew his gaze.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from the storage box in the passenger seat.

Threw one stick to Ant, lit two, and handed the lit cigarette to Old Qin, who was driving.

Boom!

Through the rearview mirror, Third Uncle saw the building they left, not knowing what the flames ignited, causing an explosion.

Amidst the flames, the once magnificent building was now charred, the fire seemed to cleanse the sins inside.

And those a dozen women who were set to chase the car were spared from the explosion because they ran a distance.

With the sound of the explosion, the dozen naked women halted, looked blankly back, then at Third Uncle’s car.

Blue sky and white clouds.

The sun was shining brightly.

Amidst the towering skyscrapers.

Buildings lined both sides.

A giant steel beast gracefully left, making its way down the bumpy road between the buildings.

Behind their vehicle, thick black smoke rose.

In the smoke, scarlet flames burned.

Inside the vehicle.

Ant took a drag of his cigarette, then turned his head back, retracting his gaze.

This battle was one he had dreamed of many times in his sleep.

"Hahaha." Ant suddenly laughed.

Third Uncle and Old Qin turned around, looking at him curiously.

"Hey, I say, Ant, you seem kind of strange. You suddenly laughed just now. What’s up with you?" Old Qin asked bluntly.

Ant smiled and said, "Oh, I just suddenly remembered the old days, and it felt pretty great."

Old Qin and Third Uncle exchanged a glance. To be honest, they felt the same way.

In combat, their blood boiled.

In danger, they fought life and death.

After solving everything, leaving gracefully.

That perverse thrill was addictive.

The wind whooshing outside the car.

The three people inside the car felt extremely satisfied.

Ant looked down at his watch, 12:15. This meant that from the moment they arrived and resolved the issue, it took less than 15 minutes.

With a smile on his lips, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, the loneliness he’d felt in this Doomsday world started to fill with meaning.

Very soon.

Twenty minutes later, they returned to the Guang Steel Factory.

Gongsun Jing saw Third Uncle and their vehicle from a distance, somewhat surprised.

She originally thought it would take at least two hours for Third Uncle and the others to return.

Unexpectedly, they came back in less than an hour.

She quickly called people to move the heavy trucks aside to make room for Third Uncle’s armored RV.

Third Uncle rolled down the window and nodded to Gongsun Jing as a greeting.

Then they returned to the Guang Steel Factory.

At this moment, over sixty vehicles, after half a day of loading, had more than half loaded.

Looking at the vehicles that had just been loaded, Third Uncle walked around them.

This trip, sixty to seventy vehicles, was several times what they loaded the last time they came.

It was estimated that with three to four more trips, they could bring back all ten thousand tons of steel to the base.

With these steel supplies, the base would not have to worry about looking for steel for a while.

This trip of transporting these steel supplies resulted in significant losses as well.

With so many vehicles, fuel consumption was not a small figure.

This trip, they even brought out a fuel truck to refuel at any time.

"Uncle Li, by about 4:30 this afternoon, everything should be loaded. Tomorrow we can return to the base," Xiao Jun said, his forehead glistening with sweat in the sunlight.

Third Uncle nodded slightly, indicating he understood.

Xiao Jun hesitated for a moment, then asked, "The troubles following us, have they been resolved?"

Third Uncle sat on a rock by the roadside, took a sip of water, and said slowly, "Solved. Don’t worry, we’ll go back tomorrow.

Xiao Jun, do you remember when was the last time you saw your uncle?"

"My uncle, ah." When Xiao Jun mentioned this, he fell silent for a moment.

"If I recall correctly, it was seven or eight years ago. My uncle had a son named Xu Ziyong. Later, I enlisted in the army, and since we weren’t in the same place, I rarely saw him."

"Who is your uncle?" Ant felt a bit puzzled and asked.

"Xu Chengcai," Xiao Jun replied.

"Hmm?" Ant was confused; it sounded familiar, yet he wasn’t sure who it was.

What was going on?

Old Qin beside him explained, "He’s that guy, Jackals!"

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OS:

Ahem, in Chapter 551 there was already a hint about Xu Chengcai’s connection to Xiao Jun.

There’ll be more at 12 o’clock.