Doomsday America.

Chapter 333 Boss Wang

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin patted Brody on the shoulder.

"Brody, don't waste time. After Connor brought you guys to confront the biker gang, the guys at your camp are probably pretty uneasy. So, don't keep them waiting, let's go."

At this point, Gavin waved to Old Mike and the others. Team One and Team Two also managed to gather eleven people, who followed Gavin toward the armored vehicle.

Watching Gavin and his group walk away, Brody's men looked at each other, and then, without waiting for Brody to speak, they walked one by one towards their own cars.

Brody wanted to say something, but his men were almost in the car, so he could only shrug regretfully and get back into the car with them. Madison drove up to Brody's two vehicles, and the convoy of two Ford pickup trucks and three armored vehicles left the terminal area, heading towards the town of Hurley further away.

As the convoy drove away, Eugene first had his TAC sniper rifle serviced and then put away in the RV.

Sniper rifles are very delicate things, and Eugene wouldn't want to leave them lying around.

After securing the sniper rifle, Eugene saw Edward leading his men, dragging the two biker gang members, who had already been awakened, out of the terminal. Seeing this, Eugene didn't rush to the lakeside; instead, with a malicious smile, he approached Edward and said...

"Hey Edward, setting up the lakeside camp is so boring, can I have one of those biker gang bastards?"

"Even if we have to interrogate them, we need to keep them at a distance to avoid those two bastards colluding, right?" "Come on, give me one to play with, haha~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene approached the biker gang with interest. Before Edward could agree, he grabbed a blond biker by the collar and snatched him away.

Seeing this, Edward nodded and smiled.

"Alright, you can have one to play with, but let's make it clear beforehand, you're not allowed to kill him, understand?"

"If we ever have to go on a long expedition to completely wipe out the biker gang, then these two bastards will need to lead the way for us."

"So don't cause trouble for the two of us, and especially don't anger the boss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Edward waved his hand dismissively, indicating that Eugene could simply take the biker gang away.

Seeing this, Eugene, satisfied, grabbed the biker gang member and led the remaining seven or eight members of the second team toward the lake.

As he walked, he waved to Hogan.

"Father, bring a truck over and set it up by the lake as a machine gun post, in case the biker gang launches any further attacks."

"Adriana, come here right now, show this biker your pussy, let this bastard's dick get a little pumped up so I can give him a good whack down there~ Hahahahaha!"

Eugene's words made the entire second team burst into laughter, and Adriana even kicked Eugene's butt while laughing.

Only the biker gang member being held by Eugene stared in disbelief, then looked hesitantly at Adriana.

Although Adriana's life is a little decadent, her looks and figure are absolutely stunning. Especially after increasing her training intensity recently, Adriana's waistline and waist-to-hip ratio have become even more captivating, not only for men but also for women!

Upon seeing this, the biker gang member couldn't contain himself any longer and hesitantly asked a question.

"Really...really?"

"Hahahaha...Gah?"

The biker gang's question abruptly interrupted the laughter of the second team. Eugene, who was carrying the biker gang, was particularly stunned, and the laughter stopped abruptly. The sudden silence made the biker gang tense instantly.

As for Eugene, after a moment of silence, he suddenly gasped, then casually threw the biker to the ground, and then stomped hard on the biker's head with his heavy military boots!

boom!

"You fucking dare to ask that!"

"boom!"

"I haven't seen such a bold prisoner in a long time!"

"boom!"

"Mazefak, you want to see Naiko, huh? I'll see just how tough your mouth is, and whether you can hold out until this damn honey trap comes along, hahahahaha!"

After bursting into angry laughter, Eugene picked up the dizzy biker gang member who had been trampled, dragged him a long way across the Gobi Desert, and finally threw him onto the slightly damp mud by the lake.

Just as the biker's face began to feel the wet mud, Eugene grabbed him by the hair and dragged him forward a little further. "Aaaaah... Uru ru ru!"

The biker gang's cries of pain lasted only a moment before Eugene shoved their heads into the shallow water near the shore.

However, the choking sound stopped as soon as it started because the water near the shore was too shallow. To ensure the biker suffocated, Eugene pressed his face directly into the mud underwater!

At this, the biker gang member immediately started convulsing, his constant spasms and struggles causing the entire second squad to grin maliciously. Like master, like servant; Eugene's second squad had always been a bit eccentric, even neurotic. Seeing his men gathered around him watching the spectacle, Eugene pressed the biker gang member's head down, forcing him to suffocate, while angrily cursing at his men.

"What the hell are you doing, you idiots? Get the fuck to work and stop just standing around watching!"

"This is my fucking toy, mine! If you want to play with it, either wait until I'm done, or go ask Edward, that well-behaved guy, for it. So get the hell out of here!"

After yelling and cursing at his men to get to work, Eugene started having a real time with the biker gang.

While the bikers on Eugene's side were suffering terribly, Edward was sitting on a chair that had been moved from the terminal, leading his biker gang members to look at the miserable state of the bikers by the lake, and then speaking to the bikers in front of him.

"Please excuse my poor attempt, buddy. Eugene has always enjoyed doing troublesome things, like torturing people who have absolutely no reason to live." "But I'm different. I don't want to waste my energy on you, and I certainly don't want you to consume our precious medicines and supplies." "If you ask me, rather than letting you live and waste food, I'd rather just kill you all."

"But there's nothing I can do. My boss is just that kind. It's too difficult to persuade him. I might as well just kill you. Anyway, my boss won't bother me with something as useless as you. At most, he'll just scold me a couple of times."

As he calmly finished speaking, Edward stood up indifferently, casually drew his revolver, and walked up to the biker gang. While unloading the bullets from the revolver, Edward took out one of the bullets and solemnly put it back into the revolver's magazine in front of the biker gang members.

Edward pushed the magazine back into the cylinder, spun the magazine to make the revolver make a crisp sound, and casually aimed the revolver at the biker gang member's genitals.

Seeing the gun barrel pointed at his genitals, the biker gang member swallowed hard, then opened his mouth to say something. But before he could utter a sound…

Clatter!

Edward had already pulled the trigger!

"Aaaaaah, fuck, fuck, don't shoot! I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything..."

Clatter!

"Holy crap, you fired two shots! I'm Henry Jensen, 23 years old, from Los Angeles, I..."

Clatter!

"Damn it, that's the third time! Stop shooting! I'll tell you everything, just ask me, please ask me!"

Clatter!

"Aaaaaah! Our camp is in Palm Springs, the Palm Springs near Los Angeles. My boss's surname is Wang, and his name is Wang Yuchi. He's a Chinese instructor who runs a Jeet Kune Do gym. After the apocalypse, he's defeated a lot of people. We all work for him. He's 1.76 meters tall, weighs 140 kilograms, likes to use a kukri and a fighting stick, and also likes slow slicing, which is cutting people piece by piece until only bones are left. Aaaaah! Stop shooting!"

In that instant, Henry the biker spoke so fast he could almost be a TV presenter. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of words came out of his mouth, and his legs trembled as if he had an epileptic seizure.

Seeing Henry's expression, Edward smiled with satisfaction, then casually pressed the muzzle of the gun down, letting the cold barrel rest against Henry's penis.

Feeling the gun barrel against his skin, Henry felt like he was about to pee, while Edward finally spoke up and asked.

"Palm Springs? I vaguely remember that place. It's only about 40 kilometers from both Los Angeles and San Diego, right?" "No, no, no, not 40 kilometers, man, it's 110 kilometers! Palm Springs is over 100 kilometers from Los Angeles!"

Upon hearing Edward's words, Henry quickly retorted, speaking rapidly to Edward.

"Don't try to test me, Boss. I'm willing to tell you anything. After all, I don't like working under a Chinese person." "But our boss, Wang Yuchi, is really ruthless. In the early days of the apocalypse, he had at least four dojo apprentices under him who hadn't turned into zombies. Working under him gave us a lot of advantages from the start."

"Of course, I've only heard about it. After all, I joined them quite late; I'd only been with them for about a month and a half." "I initially survived near Sacramento, but Boss Wang's men stormed over there and treated us just like we treated the Brotherhood."

"Unfortunately, we didn't have reinforcements like you, so my team was taken care of. My boss was killed, my woman was stolen, and I became Wang's underling's underling. I was sent out to do work shortly after joining. I'm just a miserable bastard, really!" "Our team leader this time was called Brandon, Brandon Dougherty, but he's dead. He died on the second floor of the terminal. That big star shot him in the head, God."

"That star player was so strong, he kicked me so hard I couldn't breathe, I even thought I was going to die."

"But since you've spared my life, I'm willing to work for you. Really, it's the apocalypse anyway, and this isn't the first time I've changed leaders. Whoever spares my life, I'll serve them. It's perfectly reasonable, really. Believe me, I'm very capable. I've killed at least eighty zombies, at least!"

At this point, Henry tried to lift his head, wanting Edward to see the sincerity in his eyes.

Edward simply shook his pistol and said softly.

"Every survivor who has made it this far from the apocalypse has basically killed those damned zombies more than once, so killing eighty zombies is not a feat to brag about."

"As for your biker gang and your Boss Wang..."

"It's their boss, Wang, the leader of the soldiers. I was captured by them once, and I'm sworn enemies with the biker gang!" Henry quickly defended himself.

Upon hearing this, Edward remained silent for a moment, then shook his head and said.

"Don't call me 'Soldier Leader,' that's too stupid. Just call me Edward, or you can call me Captain!"

"Yes, Captain! No problem, Captain! I'll listen to you, Captain!"

Henry hurriedly repeated "Captain" several times, then moved his legs even more anxiously, trying to move the pistol off his crotch.

He was genuinely afraid that Edward might accidentally fire the gun. That revolver had already fired four shots, and there was a full 50% chance that the next shot would blow up his penis!

Seeing Henry shuffling back and forth like a cow stung by a bee, Edward grinned coldly for a moment before finally putting away his pistol. Henry let out a long sigh, then, due to the sudden tension followed by relaxation, couldn't help but let out a long fart… Hearing the fart, Edward frowned and took two steps back.

Henry quickly explained.

"Sorry, I couldn't control myself, but I promise I didn't fart on purpose. I... I even peed when I was first captured, but this time it was just a fart, Captain, I've improved a lot!"

"Shit, you've actually become arrogant?"

Hearing Henry's words, Edward shook his head speechlessly, then returned to his chair and took the bottle of iced drink that Diana brought him.

The icy drink made Edward, who was slightly sweating, lick his lips with a refreshing smugness. The weather near this terminal was damn hot. In just over ten minutes, even someone as well-trained as him was starting to sweat.

Edward reached up and wiped the sweat from his brow, then opened his drink and took a refreshing sip of the iced beverage.

Across from Edward, watching Edward drink his beverage, Henry couldn't help but swallow hard, his Adam's apple bobbing back and forth in his throat.

Seeing this, Edward nodded to Henry while holding his drink bottle and smiled.

"Looks like you're a bit thirsty, which makes sense, considering there aren't many supplies in your terminal, and certainly no refrigerators or anything like that." "Yes, Captain is right."

Henry swallowed hard and responded.

Upon hearing this, Edward, still holding his drink, continued to ask.

"Looks like you biker gang members aren't doing too well, so why are you working so hard for that Boss Wang?"

"Your camp is near Los Angeles, but Los Angeles is over a thousand kilometers away. What benefits did Boss Wang offer you that made you willing to travel such a long distance to work for him?"

"No, no, no, no, no!"

Just as Edward got to this point, Henry suddenly couldn't help but retort.

Meeting Edward's scrutinizing gaze, Henry swallowed again and then explained softly.

"Captain, we're not working for Boss Wang, really."

"Although Boss Wang is ruthless and has quite a few supporters, he can't control every one of us. After all, not many West Coast guys like to take orders from a damn Chinese guy. Those Chinese should just be treated like monkeys for our amusement!"

At this point, Henry spat viciously.

Edward shook his head noncommittally and smiled.

"Dude, criticizing your former boss in front of me doesn't prove you're someone I admire. Besides, you'd better not say that in front of my boss, because he hates racism, and we have more than one trustworthy, high-ranking Chinese opinion leader in our camp."

At this point, Edward shook his head, signaling Henry to watch his words and not provoke any more people.

Many of his team members were friends of Old Feng, and even Edward himself was a good friend of Old Feng. Old Feng's excellent tactical skills and kind personality had long since allowed his family to fully integrate into the atmosphere of Camp Gavin.

Seeing Edward's constant reminders, Henry quickly nodded and then changed his approach.

"Okay, I understand. It was my fault. Although Boss Wang isn't a good person, he... did give some people a way out, and a way out worth looking forward to."

"However, Captain, you should understand what I mean, which is... no matter what kind of person Boss Wang is, his race is destined to have countless guys under him who are only subservient to him in name only."

"In short, to deal with those problems, Boss Wang could only maintain his high-pressure policy as much as possible, desperately suppressing every guy in the camp." "To better prevent the camp from turning against itself, he also tried every means to drive out a large number of troublemakers from the camp, and launched one expedition after another, just like the expedition I participated in!"

"Boss Wang has a lot of men under his command, at least three hundred, maybe even four hundred, or more. I haven't counted them carefully, and none of Boss Wang's confidants have ever made such figures public."

"However, at least half of us are not in the camp. Instead, we follow one captain after another on expeditions like I have." "Sometimes we don't even go back to the camp for a whole month. Some teams even left the camp and never came back. Who knows where they went to make their own way in the world."

"However, Boss Wang will still give the teams that return to camp a material reward and grant them the right to use women, so that we can have our fill of sex in those tents."

"Besides that, Boss Wang also has a repair team under his command. He keeps a very tight rein on that team. Anyone who dares to have too much contact with that team will be skinned alive by Boss Wang!"

"In short, Boss Wang manages us by providing a stable supply of materials, necessary repairs and maintenance, a considerable number of female resources, and extremely cruel oppressive rule. But even so, the guys still don't submit to him. After all, this is America, not Chinatown, right?" "However, even if everyone doesn't submit to him, for the sake of those women, there will always be a part of the disobedient team that will hand over a portion of the population to him after a successful expedition."

"Like my team, if we successfully take down the Brotherhood, we'll pick some women to have our fun with, and then give the rest of the trash to Boss Wang in exchange."

"That's how we've always done it, so even though there are many who disagree with him, his manpower keeps growing." "Until I met you guys!"