The last leader of the world starts with an elite infantry squad!

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Keep up! Class One, keep up!"

"Check the ammunition and make sure the safety is always off!"

"I repeat again! Open fire immediately if you encounter resistance! Don't bring cruelty to us because of your kindness!"

"Class 2! Class 2! Follow me and turn right! Our target is Villa No. 2!"

"Class 7..."

...

As the mission was completed, the well-trained internal security soldiers started to move.

Teams of internal security forces dressed in ink-and-cloud-pattern combat uniforms rushed into the survivors' residential area like a flood, heading towards their target location with murderous intent that swept everything away.

It must be said that those who were capable before the end of the world will also be capable after the end of the world.

Originally, in order to show fairness, the internal security randomly assigned residences and assigned many wealthy people to the tent area. But when they were about to carry out the arrest today, they found out that the wealthy people who were supposed to be in the tent area actually lived in the villa area.

When Zhao Lei discovered this, he also felt it was magical, but also felt it was very labor-saving.

You like living in a villa area, right?

Just catch them all in one swoop!

"Zhang Ziqiang lives in Villa No. 3, right?" The squad leader of the Internal Security Squad took the list and checked it repeatedly against the villa in front of him.

Confirmed

Boom boom boom!

In the huge master bedroom on the second floor of the villa, Zhang Ziqiang, with a tiger on his back, was lying on a woman, breathing heavily. A layer of fine sweat broke out on his back, as if it had rained on the ferocious tiger tattooed on his face.

Hearing the loud knock on the door, Zhang Ziqiang immediately started cursing excitedly.

"Fuck him! It's really a bummer that someone showed up at this time. We could have fought for 300 rounds, but unfortunately something happened!"

"As usual, go get half a bag of rice from Gou'er, and we'll fight again next time!"

After saying that, Zhang Ziqiang stood up and fled out of the bedroom door.

"It's really FW, just like lipstick, what else can it do except make me drool all over it?"

Faintly, the woman's sneer reached the ears of Zhang Ziqiang who had just left the room.

shuh~

Zhang Ziqiang's fat face was red! Veins on his forehead were bulging!

"I'm just too tired!"

"Fuck it, I want to see which one pounces on the kid!"

Zhang Ziqiang is full of banditry and seems to want to kill someone.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

When going downstairs, I stepped hard with each step, as if I wanted to make a hole in the wooden stairs.

As he went down the stairs faster and faster, his rage grew, as if some kind of accumulated power was running.

The carrot-thick fingers touched the door handle of the villa, and suddenly...

"I'll fuck you..."

bang~

The door of the villa was suddenly pushed open. Zhang Ziqiang was caught off guard and felt a black screen before his eyes. When he came to his senses, he was already lying on the ground. The strong light coming in from outside made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes!

"Are you Zhang Ziqiang?"

The door seems to be full of people

"Shh~ It hurts so much! I am Zhang Ziqiang! What? Make a line?"

At this moment, Zhang Ziqiang, whose nose was hit, felt like a vinegar jar was broken in his head. He was so sour that tears and snot were running. He could hardly open his eyes. He was in pain and irritable!

? ?

?

The internal security squad leader turned around and looked at the other soldiers in surprise.

So fierce?

Does swearing count as resistance?

It should count, right?

We warriors don’t know how to tell the difference!

bang bang bang~

Intensive gunfire suddenly rang out at the door of Villa No. 3!

The yellow-orange shell was thrown out from the side of the gun, clanking to the ground...

The fat Zhang Ziqiang was naked, like a piece of overfat pork shaking on the chopping board!

"Squad leader..."

The little soldier beside him couldn't bear it and wanted to warn

"What's the matter?" The squad leader, who had just emptied the magazine of his rifle, felt relieved and turned around, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"What a waste... One bullet would have been enough..."

"Waste? You won't understand even if I tell you. Our prosperous days are still ahead!" The squad leader gave a mysterious smile.

However, what they didn't know was that this whole scene was seen by Yuan Zhengjiang who was trembling in the villa opposite.

Yuan Zhengjiang was so regretful that his intestines turned green! If only his intestines weren't black!

"The reckoning has begun... The reckoning has begun... The reckoning has begun..."

In the darkness, Yuan Zhengjiang, standing behind the window, pulled the curtains and let himself be wrapped in darkness, as if this would give him a little sense of security.

"Didn't you say that we wouldn't be implicated..."

"The loose ends should have been taken care of. Could it be that something went wrong with Zhang Ziqiang's little brother?"

"Hehe...Hehe...I knew I should have left Zhang Ziqiang in that room..."

"It's over... Everything is over..."

Yuan Zhengjiang was terrified when he thought that he might be like Zhang Ziqiang, with bullet holes all over his body.

He was never a ruthless person, he just had a black heart. He could ignore other people's lives, not his own.

So when he felt that death was about to come, Yuan Zhengjiang almost collapsed!

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

There was a heavy and rough knock on the door downstairs, which frightened Yuan Zhengjiang.

Although he was extremely scared, he did not dare to hesitate, for fear of dying like Zhang Ziqiang.

"What if...what if..."

"Zhang Ziqiang must be an accident...must be!"

Yuan Zhengjiang ran downstairs to open the door tremblingly, while constantly comforting himself...

Ouch~

Because of fear, his legs went weak and he rolled all the way down from the second floor. He was covered in blood, his head was broken, and his glasses were completely broken.

Yuan Zhengjiang, who had lived a life of luxury in the past, was now in a very miserable state. He was like a wounded maggot, wailing and crawling on the ground, groping for his glasses.

"Armani..my Armani~"

Hearing the noise coming from the villa, the fourth squad of internal guards outside the door chose to break in immediately!

bang~

The door of the villa was knocked open again

"Squad Leader! The target seems to want to commit suicide!"

The moment the door was broken, the soldier saw the target struggling on the ground with blood all over his head.

"Stop him now!"

"Yes!"

bang bang bang~

Intensive gunfire rang out again, and the internal security soldiers decisively opened fire, stopping Yuan Zhengjiang from "trying to commit suicide"...

"you..."

The squad leader, who entered the room a second later, was stunned for a moment when he saw Yuan Zhengjiang's body full of bullet holes.

Then he laughed and scolded:

"You're such a f*cking genius! It's a pity Zhou Bang didn't take a vacation!"

"Captain, what about the mission objective?"

"Target? Didn't you just say that?"

"The target... the target seems to want to commit suicide?" The soldier was a little uncertain.

"Too many words! Think again, think again..."

The monitor spoke in a gentle and persuasive tone, as if he was guiding a well-behaved child in kindergarten.

"The mission target committed suicide?"

"Write this down in the statement of facts!"

"Yes!"

The soldier who fired the gun had his eyes light up, and the door to a new world was opening for him.

What is the end of the world?

Is the end of the world when only good people suffer?

The end times should be equal, non-discriminatory, and equally accessible to everyone!

Should bad people be discriminated against in the end times?

This is obviously against the rules!

Therefore, when dealing with bad guys, there is no need to use the standards of good guys!

Chain of evidence and interrogation are only available in prosperous times.

In the apocalypse, if you suspect he is a bad guy, just pull the trigger...

If executing a bad guy is so troublesome, then wouldn’t the end of the world be in vain?

.......

In the evening, the mission is over.

In front of the agency villa, Zhao Lei looked at the dozen or so mission targets kneeling in front of him, and repeatedly compared them with the list of hundreds of people in his hand...

Finally he asked in surprise!

"So? They all committed suicide?"

I feel uncomfortable in my heart. Palpitations.. pain.. Two updates.. I will make up for it tomorrow..