"Yeah, none of them are any good."
Holden Shaw wanted to stay and watch the show, as the two sides had already started fighting.
"You guys head back first."
Just then, Kurt Garrison walked over.
Kurt Garrison recognized Holden Shaw and his group.
He had a decent impression of them.
For the past three days, the people Chase Gallagher had brought over had been nothing but quiet guests.
They had even refused to accept any supplies from the Lockwood Squad.
They were sensible young people.
It was just that their friend still hadnât woken up.
"Got it. Whatâs wrong, Garrison?"
Holden Shaw couldnât help but ask.
He noticed that Kurt Garrison and Eric Stone were leading all the onlookers back to the basement.
"Thereâs been bloodshed upstairs. Itâs probably not safe anymore."
Eric Stone replied.
The Lockwood Squad had been so safe precisely because they were all hiding underground.
Their presence was very well concealed.
Thatâs why few zombies ever lingered here.
But now that James Fletcherâs gang was fighting people, they were all worried about their safety going forward.
After all, there were so many living people down here.
"Iâll tell them to go fight somewhere else."
Julian Dempsey said.
But Eric Stone grabbed him.
"Donât go. Those people wonât listen to you."
"If I had known, I never would have brought that group here."
Julian Dempsey couldnât help but feel a little regretful.
After spending the last three days with him, heâd discovered that James Fletcher was not only a man who constantly went back on his word, but he was also extremely greedy.
Besides, Chase Gallagher had also warned them.
The Superpower User Alliance didnât seem like a good place.
The squadâs supplies were almost gone now.
But James Fletcher still refused to bring out the supplies from that store.
He had originally planned to take some people and demand them from him.
But unexpectedly, another group had shown up at their door.
They wanted to team up with them to collect supplies from other locations in City J.
And James Fletcherâs men happened to run into them.
Which led to the current scene.
"Everyone fall back! Retreat to a safe location!"
Eric Stone commanded.
RUMBLE...
A series of loud noises came from above ground.
Many people started to worry.
"Theyâre actually using weapons."
Kurt Garrison said with a frown.
The explosions from the weapons were too loud. They could easily attract the attention of nearby zombies, or even ones farther away.
"What are we going to do? Didnât they say the number of zombies around here has been increasing lately?"
Molly Ulrich had heard from people who went outside that many zombies from the city center were slowly moving toward the outskirts.
This was one of the reasons they were considering going to the shelter in City D.
"Tell everyone to be ready to evacuate at a momentâs notice."
Eric Stone said, glancing at the time.
âToday might be the day weâre forced to leave this place.â
ăAbove ground.ă
Finn Hart was also refusing to back down.
"The medicine storage under the hospital... youâre the ones who cleaned it out, arenât you?"
After they left the hospital entrance that day, the weapons and ammunition shipment from City A had arrived.
So, they returned to the private hospital the next day.
Fortunately, the infant zombie didnât reappear.
But after they finally managed to kill all the zombies in the hospital, they discovered that the underground medical warehouse had been completely emptied of supplies.
The matter had infuriated him so much that he hadnât slept for two days and two nights.
The only suspects who could have taken the medical supplies were James Fletcher and his group.
"What did you say? The medical warehouse was cleaned out?"
James Fletcher was using a car for cover, so Finn Hart couldnât see his shocked expression.
"James Fletcher, youâre quite the actor. You even fooled me. I actually thought you were retreating first. Turns out you were plotting against us all along."
âLeaving us to keep fighting that infant zombie, then waiting until we couldnât hold on any longer to swoop in and take everything.â
Even he had been fooled!
"What the fuck are you talking about? We never went back to that damn place."
âNo wonder Finn Hart and his men werenât the least bit hesitant when they saw us.â
âThey suspect weâre the ones who cleared out the medical warehouse?â
"This is a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!"
Samuel Lynch, who was next to James Fletcher, yelled.
The truth was, they hadnât expected Finn Hartâs firepower to be so strong.
Werenât they supposed to be out of ammunition?
"A misunderstanding doesnât give you the right to kill so many of our brothers! Letâs fight them to the death!"
Cain Sullivan pulled the pin on a grenade and threw it directly at Finn Hart and his men across the street!
BANG!
The Wind Element Superpower User next to Finn Hart summoned a Wind Ball.
Under the Wind Ballâs impact and control, the grenade detonated in mid-air with a massive explosion.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Finn Hart immediately ordered a retreat.
He had originally come to discuss a partnership with the Lockwood Squad.
But he hadnât expected to find James Fletcher here.
Through the perception of a Spiritual Element Superpower, he could sense that zombies from nearby were now rushing in their direction.
If they didnât retreat now, it would be too late.
"Trying to leave? Not a chance!"
James Fletcher seemed to have been prepared, signaling his companions who were already waiting on an upper floor.
A large number of roadblocks and obstacles rained down from the sky.
They completely blocked the retreat route.
"Heh heh, the other direction is the city center. I bet you donât dare to go that way."
James Fletcher said smugly.
âAs long as I donât let the Lockwood Squad open the door, Finn Hartâs group will be trapped here with no way out.â
"Blast our way out!"
Finn Hart ordered, looking at the obstacles blocking the intersection, which were several meters high.
"Yes, sir!"
A few more loud explosions echoed out.
Even the road surface was blasted open with large cracks.
"Stop! Stop it now!"
Julian Dempsey shouted.
The structure underground was now in imminent danger.
But the battle on the surface didnât stop.
ROAR!
Over ten mutated zombies were the first to be lured over.
The cars that were just about to charge out were now blocked in place.
"Hahaha, letâs see you try to leave now."
Satisfied, James Fletcher prepared to retreat underground with his men.
Little did he know that the area underground had already descended into chaos.
The cracks that appeared on the surface werenât limited to just one spot.
Several surrounding road sections had been cracked open by the explosions at the same time.
The deadliest part was that one of the cracks was directly above the nightclubâs main hall.
"All Earth Element Superpower Users, come help with repairs! Quick!"
Julian Dempsey shouted.
"Thereâs no time! Everyone, retreat! Retreat upwards! We canât stay here any longer."
Eric Stone knew that once the zombies discovered this place, staying underground meant certain death, trapped with no escape.
If they escaped outside, there might still be a sliver of hope.
"How did it come to this? Why did it suddenly turn out like this?"
Yara Garcia leaned weakly against the wall.
Everything had been fine just this morning. They were even planning how to get their supplies back.
But now, all of a sudden, they couldnât even keep their home safe.
"Whatâs going on?"
James Fletcher and his men also rushed down.
Seeing the situation, they immediately realized what had happened.
"Go! While we still can. Tell the brothers to get as far away as they can!"
James Fletcher exchanged a look with the few people around him.
He hadnât expected the place to be so fragile.
But right now, they couldnât be bothered with the Lockwood Squad.
"This is all your fault! Donât you dare leave! Give us back our supplies!"
Yara Garcia shouted when she saw James Fletcher and his men preparing to leave.
"You bitch."
Cain Sullivan, standing to the side, suddenly condensed a Gold Spike.
"Yara!"
Julian Dempsey, in the distance, turned pale with shock.
Just as the Gold Spike was about to pierce Yara Sullivan, a bolt of Thunder Superpower struck it down in the nick of time.
"James Sullivan, our debt...
...itâs time we settled it."
A Lightning Ball crackled in Eric Stoneâs hand, and James Sullivanâs expression changed.