Chapter 278: Chapter 279: Zhao Lin the Drunken Maniac

After thoroughly searching the Dragon Tiger Gang’s underground headquarters, Lu Chuan commanded his Corpse Puppets to transport the abundant loot back to the neighborhood.

Building eight, third floor.

"Lu Chuan, where did you get all these supplies?"

Seeing zombies one by one delivering various items into the house, Zhao Lin asked in some surprise.

With just a glance, she saw a variety of items—rice, flour, and all kinds of clothing—just like a supermarket had been looted.

"The Dragon Tiger Gang!"

Lu Chuan was directing the Corpse Puppets when he heard the voice and wrote on paper.

"You wiped out the Dragon Tiger Gang?"

Zhao Lin was initially surprised and then became a bit displeased, complaining, "Ah, Lu Chuan, why didn’t you call me? I was just thinking of taking out those despicable guys. I didn’t expect you to finish them off."

Lu Chuan ignored the woman and continued to direct the Corpse Puppets, categorizing and neatly stacking the various supplies.

Seeing Lu Chuan ignoring her, Zhao Lin was helpless. Subsequently, she curiously rummaged through the Dragon Tiger Gang’s supplies and suddenly found a heap of firearms in several boxes.

"Where did the Dragon Tiger Gang get all these guns and ammunition?"

Looking at the items inside the box, Zhao Lin frowned upon realizing something was amiss.

Under normal circumstances, not even a police station would have so many long guns, let alone a bunch of grenades and several portable rocket launchers.

This is certainly not something that should exist in a normal human city.

Suppressing her doubts within her heart, Zhao Lin stopped pondering about it and instead went on to sift through other supplies.

"Is this... Maotai? This Dragon Tiger Gang surely knows how to enjoy themselves!"

"Wow, so many packs of cigarettes..."

"..."

Zhao Lin exclaimed with excitement, eagerly flipping through the pile of supplies, and frequently cursed the Dragon Tiger Gang whenever she found something unexpected.

Ignoring Zhao Lin’s muttering, Lu Chuan took a small wooden box from a Corpse Puppet beside him, opened it, and handed it over to Little Qiqi, who was watching Zhao Lin rummage through the supplies.

Inside the box lay several vials of Genetic Evolution Potions that Lu Chuan had seized from the Dragon Tiger Gang.

He wrote on paper, "Little Qiqi, drinking this stuff should be beneficial for you."

Ji Ruxue stared at the vials inside, instantly recognizing them as basic genetic potions.

This grade of potion is only useful for first and second-tier Evolvers. She was already at the fourth tier; drinking them would be akin to drinking water—not making much difference.

However, since these were gifts from her dad, she couldn’t refuse them.

She then took the wooden box, hugged it, and cheerfully said, "Thank you, Dad. Qiqi will drink it!"

Hearing this, Lu Chuan smiled contentedly and patted Little Qiqi’s head.

With these Genetic Evolution Potions, Little Qiqi should be able to advance to the second tier faster, and her ability to protect herself will be stronger.

As Little Qiqi’s father, Lu Chuan certainly didn’t need Little Qiqi to fight personally, but increased strength would inevitably be beneficial for her.

Moreover, life is unpredictable, and Lu Chuan couldn’t guarantee that nothing unexpected would happen to him. The stronger Little Qiqi becomes, the greater the chance she has to survive in this wasteland.

......

Nightfall.

Because Zhao Lin claimed she wanted to celebrate the demise of the Dragon Tiger Gang, she voluntarily started a barbecue downstairs.

Of course, while she said so, this woman didn’t actually barbecue; she mostly helped with washing vegetables, cutting meat, skewering, and other chores.

Lu Chuan was in charge of turning the skewers, controlling the heat, and applying seasoning at the right moments.

Meanwhile, Little Qiqi only needed to focus on eating.

"Hehe, Lu Chuan, give me another bottle!"

With the supplies from the Dragon Tiger Gang acquired, they regained the freedom to enjoy food.

At the dining table, having downed three or four bottles of liquor, Zhao Lin appeared completely tipsy, her face flushed, and her eyes a bit hazy.

"I should’ve known, shouldn’t have let this woman drink too much!"

Looking at Zhao Lin slumped awkwardly in her chair, Lu Chuan frowned slightly, realizing her drinking tolerance was indeed poor.

"Dad, don’t let Mrs. Zhao Lin drink anymore, she’s already drunk!"

Ji Ruxue noticed Zhao Lin’s drunken state and quickly reminded.

Upon hearing this, Lu Chuan smiled and nodded.

He certainly couldn’t let this woman drink anymore, or who knows what chaos she might cause.

With a thought, the Corpse Puppet standing beside him immediately lifted the crate of alcohol from beneath Lu Chuan’s feet.

"Hmph, no more... won’t drink..."

The intoxicated Zhao Lin glared at Lu Chuan, staggered to her feet, blinked, and pointed at the nearby Da Pang, shouting, "Lu Chuan, quickly, let this big guy spar with me!"

As she spoke, Zhao Lin staggered toward Da Pang.

Seeing Zhao Lin’s drunken antics, Ji Ruxue covered her face with her hand helplessly, swearing that she would never let this woman recklessly drink again—it was humiliating!

A third-tier Evolver, specifically asking to challenge her dad’s fourth-tier zombie, is she thinking she’s not dying fast enough?

Upon hearing Zhao Lin’s words, Lu Chuan’s expression turned peculiar; he had never heard such a request before.

Nevertheless, since Zhao Lin requested it, Lu Chuan couldn’t refuse—he’d let this woman experience Da Pang’s iron fist!

"Big guy! Look out!"

Zhao Lin stumbled her way to Da Pang, forcefully opened her eyes wide, looked at Da Pang, and suddenly jumped up, swinging a punch.

But the punch she intended for Da Pang’s left chest, due to her muddled consciousness, went straight to the right chest.

Immediately, under Lu Chuan’s control, the previously stationary Da Pang suddenly moved.

Boom!

Da Pang lightly swung a punch, and before Zhao Lin could attack Da Pang, she was instantly blasted away by a fist the size of a millstone.

Flying backward dozens of meters, Zhao Lin’s body crashed onto the ground, followed by a few rolls.

"Ouch~"

The pain on her body instantly sobered Zhao Lin up considerably. As she just got up, Da Pang charged again.

"Lu Chuan, I was joking..."

Zhao Lin was startled. Before she could finish speaking, she was struck again by Da Pang and flew away, looking miserable.

Da Pang pursued relentlessly.

Boom~

What followed was a series of pain-filled cries from Zhao Lin, echoing throughout the neighborhood.

Lu Chuan continued commanding Da Pang to beat Zhao Lin mercilessly while his mind lingered on other matters.

The Dragon Tiger Gang’s transactions with the officials, and the two members of the Dragon Tiger Gang who escaped today.

Without a doubt, the Dragon Tiger Gang was definitely colluding with the officials, otherwise, they couldn’t have obtained so many firearms.

Now that he had wiped out the Dragon Tiger Gang, those two escaped members might notify the officials.

At that point, his whereabouts would once again be exposed to the officials’ surveillance.

Looks like Beicheng City is not a place to stay for long!