Chapter 852 - 618: If Death Is Certain, Why Not...

He immediately took a photo with his phone and handed the map in his hand to Third Uncle.

Third Uncle took it, glanced at it briefly, and said, "This Western Alliance Headquarters is quite large."

Li Yu looked at the horizon and said, "Built on the outskirts of the city, it faces significant zombie pressure. Moreover, during the previous natural disaster, it’s very challenging to maintain a ten-meter-high wall."

Third Uncle nodded; the zombie tide they encountered recently was already terrifying enough.

It’s worth noting that the Big Camphor Tree Base was still built in rural forests, encountering so many zombies; let alone on the outskirts of the city at the Western Alliance.

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Western Alliance.

Since Liu Taishan from the Liu Family found Gan Xiong.

The people from the Zhou Family also went to find Gan Xiong.

The terms Gan Xiong reached with the Zhou Family were a bit more stringent than with the Liu Family, with a twenty percent increase on the original grain supply.

It’s like supplying half of the Zhou Family’s grain to Gan Xiong.

But supplying half is better than total annihilation.

Both families complied, and at this moment, the pressure was on the Qian Family.

The night fell.

Gao Ru was in the room feeling bored, having never properly talked with Gan Xiong until now.

Even within the Western Alliance, the people from the Gan Family looked at them somewhat disdainfully.

Every time they came for grain.

Gan Xiong’s room.

The door sounded, a few seconds later it was pushed open.

"Boss, we’re all prepared," Wayne said to Gan Xiong under the lamp.

Gan Xiong said, "The grain from the Zhou Family and Liu Family has been sent over, right?"

Wayne smiled and said, "It’s been delivered, but I saw Qian Shengming just now."

"No matter about them, it doesn’t matter if they see it now. Just—has the Qian Family still not sent anyone over?"

Wayne thought for a moment and said, "Yes, they still haven’t sent anyone over."

A chilling light flashed in Gan Xiong’s eyes.

He had already given the Qian Family a chance, and if they’re so ungrateful, then there’s no need for them to exist.

Then he said to Wayne, "Since we’re ready, tonight, wipe out the Qian Family!"

Upon hearing the boss’s final order, a cruel and bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of Wayne’s mouth.

He had long had his eyes on the Qian Family’s fourth young lady, but she always ignored him.

"Almost, let’s act," Gan Xiong said.

Then he opened his mouth again, "Quick and decisive."

Wayne bowed and said, "Understood, boss, I’ll head over there first."

"Good." Gan Xiong gave Wayne a glance.

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After Wayne left, Gan Xiong put on a coat and slowly went to the window.

The weather had cooled down recently, with a bit of chill.

He was getting older and very afraid of the cold.

Looking at the night sky outside the window, a momentary flutter of anxiety and a bad omen flashed in his heart.

Yet Wayne, upon leaving Gan Xiong’s room, immediately led people to the vicinity of the Qian Family.

"Captain, what’s the plan?" A man with a rather unpleasant face asked upon seeing Wayne.

"Prepare for action, act in ten minutes, and make sure to tell the brothers to ensure the safety of the grain," Wayne said.

The sinister-looking man smiled creepily: "Well, the women..."

Wayne roared, "At a time like this, you’re still thinking about that! I’ll say once again, the safety of the grain is the primary priority. Tell the brothers to be careful, quick, and decisive."

"Should we withdraw our surveillance from the Zhou Family and Liu Family?"

Wayne thought for a moment and said, "Withdraw them, Old Zhuang will take over, we don’t need to worry."

The ominous man nodded, then took up a gun and left, preparing the others for the action.

Nighttime killing.

Ten minutes later.

Two trucks rushed directly into the courtyard of the Qian Family from two directions.

Back when they built the Western Alliance, many courtyards were built here, some large, some small.

The Qian Family’s courtyard was one of the larger ones, aside from the Gan Family’s.

The courtyard housed four buildings.

The people on the roof of the Qian Family, keeping watch, saw Wayne and others, who had been surrounding the area without attacking, now charging forward.

Immediately sounded the alarm bell, but it was too late.

The vehicles crashed through, directly knocking open the courtyard gate.

Bang!

A thunderous gunshot echoed, several bullets whistling through the air accompanied by piercing shrieks.

Many people from the Qian Family panicked, scattering in all directions, trying to avoid this sudden attack.

Wayne and others followed behind, roaring and sprinting, holding various firearms and shooting relentlessly.

The Qian Family hurriedly fought back, but due to Wayne’s overwhelming numbers, they quickly found themselves in a desperate struggle. Bullets exploded in the night sky, with sparks flickering in the darkness, looking incredibly horrifying.

The fire illuminated the dark courtyard, spent casings scattered across the ground.

The two sides engaged in fierce firefights in the courtyard, bullets constantly flying, striking walls and the ground. The scene was extremely chaotic and dramatic.

The people of the Qian Family struggled in the bloody carnage, like a terrifying painting, causing fear in one’s heart.

"If you come any closer, we will burn all the grain! You won’t get anything." Qian Shengming shouted from behind a pillar.

Bang bang bang—

Gunfire drowned out his voice, and Wayne across did not hear any of it.

All he knew was that the boss had instructed quick and decisive action.

A bullet hit the location where Qian Shengming was but was blocked by the concrete pillar, and Qian Shengming hastily ducked his head.

Yet there were people invading from all directions, surrounding those four buildings, making it difficult to find a place to defend.

"Fall back into the house! Go to the granary room!" The old patriarch of the Qian Family shouted to the people around him.

But the next moment, a bullet struck his skull.

His body collapsed weakly.

"Dad!" The fourth young lady of the Qian Family saw this scene, her pupils dilating, shouting in pain.

But the bullets did not stop, mercilessly claiming the lives of the Qian Family members.

Their numbers were far too inadequate.

As the most powerful force within the Western Alliance, Gan Xiong completely overwhelmed the other families in strength.

Moreover, the Qian Family had been besieged for so long, Wayne knew their positions and personnel arrangements inside out.

Wayne and company were private bodyguards with excellent combat capabilities.

Compared to the Qian Family, facing Wayne’s forces was like lambs encountering a hungry wolf.

Bullets zipped through.

One after another, members of the Qian Family fell.

Some people rushed into the granary building.

But most were shot ruthlessly while running.

Qian Shengyuan, seeing Wayne’s forces approaching, immediately grabbed his younger sister’s hand and rushed into the granary building.

Upon entering, the granary was filled with grain, which belonged to the Qian Family and some that they had stolen from Gan Xiong.

Beside the grain were several barrels of gasoline.

Determination flashed in Qian Shengyuan’s eyes; he had just witnessed his father’s death, and in this short time, only a dozen of their people remained in the granary.

He opened a gasoline barrel, poured it haphazardly on the ground, and then spilled gasoline onto the grain pile.

"What are you doing?" His cousin from the Qian Family asked in shock.

"Wayne and his men never intended to spare us. We’d rather burn this grain than let them have it."

"But, but if we hand over all the grain, maybe we can survive. Didn’t Big Brother say he saw the Zhou Family and Liu Family go to Gan Xiong? If only we had gone to Gan Xiong earlier, they wouldn’t have made a move. I really am!!"

Qian Shengyuan looked at his cousin with disdain, speechless.

Other family members also spoke up, saying they wanted to plead for mercy from the Gan Family to save their lives.

Qian Shengyuan chuckled coldly, ignoring them.

It was you who wanted to steal the grain back then, and now, you’re talking about pleading for mercy.

Now they’ve already invaded, killed his father.

With so many dead, how can there be any negotiations?

Even if they pleaded, what leverage would they have?

It was foreseeable that after these people pleaded, after handing over the grain, they would be immediately settled by the Gan Family.

Forcing them to die in humiliation, and especially the women, their fate would be even more tragic.

They had seen such scenes often enough within the Western Alliance.

The Zhang Family suffered the same fate, didn’t it?

Rather than that, they might as well perish together.

Qian Shengyuan threw away the empty gasoline barrel, took another gasoline barrel, and poured it directly over himself.

From head to toe, drenched himself completely in gasoline.

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