14: What right do you have to judge me!

"Damn it, how did that bitch get out?!"

"Dun Zi, didn't I fucking tell you to lock the door?!"

"What exactly is going on?!"

Chen Long, with his hands clasped behind his head, questioned his subordinate angrily in a low voice.

Hearing this, the subordinate named Dun Zi merely trembled, wearing a mournful expression.

"I, I don't know what happened, Brother Long..."

"I clearly already tied that woman up and bolted the door..."

"Someone definitely let that bitch out on purpose!"

"Who was it?!" At this moment, Chen Long roughly guessed the sequence of events.

His eyes, full of rage, searched among the figures squatting around him with their hands clasped behind their heads.

Soon, he spotted a woman squatting at the very back of the group.

That was Lin Hong.

She and the woman Chen Long had abused were found on the same day.

Moreover, these two women were best friends.

However, due to prolonged abuse, Lin Hong was more pragmatic than her best friend and had submitted to them early on.

Therefore, Chen Long didn't pay any attention to this woman.

Thus, among their group, Lin Hong, that bitch, was the most likely one to have released her best friend, leading to the army's discovery.

"You stinking bitch, it must have been you!"

"You definitely let her out!"

"I'm not going to survive anyway, so you might as well die!"

After feeling that he understood everything.

Chen Long's anger immediately surged.

Taking advantage of the inattention of the few soldiers guarding them, he suddenly sprang up and kicked Lin Hong right in the forehead!

Bang—!

Chen Long's powerful, heavy kick landed squarely on Lin Hong's forehead.

"Ah—!!"

Lin Hong immediately screamed, rolled into the corner, and passed out, with blood gushing from her forehead and running down her cheek.

"Damn it, you bastard!"

The guarding soldiers immediately reacted, raising their guns and aiming at Chen Long.

He Chen watched helplessly as Chen Long actually injured someone right in front of him.

He grabbed his type 95-1 automatic rifle and slammed the buttstock heavily onto the back of Chen Long's head.

Chen Long immediately cried out in pain, fell to the ground, and tightly clutched the back of his head.

When he looked at his hands again, he saw they were covered in bloodstains.

Obviously, the back of Chen Long's head had been cracked open by He Chen's rifle butt, causing blood to flow!

"Blood, blood!"

"Brother Long, you're bleeding!"

The subordinate Dun Zi, upon seeing Chen Long's injury, was immediately terrified and sat down hard on the ground, pointing at the back of Chen Long's head and speaking in horror.

"Shut up, I'm not fucking blind!"

Chen Long roared angrily, making Dun Zi shut his mouth.

Then, he looked menacingly at He Chen.

"Oh? You're not convinced?"

Seeing Chen Long look at him with such eyes.

He Chen, whose sense of justice was overflowing, immediately let out a "yo-ho" sound and was about to continue hitting Chen Long with the rifle butt.

Luckily, his comrade next to him stopped him.

"That's enough, He Chen."

"Just keep an eye on this guy. We'll talk about the rest once the Commander and the others come out."

Hearing his comrade's dissuasion.

He Chen could only spit a mouthful of disdainful saliva toward Chen Long before returning to his position, continuing to vigilantly watch the group of captives.

Meanwhile.

In the room, Lin Zhi, who had just been checking the injuries of the unconscious woman, heard the commotion coming from the living room.

He walked out of the room.

His gaze swept around.

After looking at the unconscious, bleeding Lin Hong, and the fierce-looking Chen Long clutching his bleeding head.

He finally focused his attention on He Chen and the others.

"What happened?"

Facing Lin Zhi's inquiry.

He Chen immediately stepped forward and reported the recent incident to Lin Zhi.

"Reporting, Commander, this is what happened..."

As He Chen finished his narration.

Lin Zhi raised an eyebrow and approached Chen Long, who was still slumped against the ground.

Looking down at this fierce and wicked fellow, he spoke calmly, yet his voice was full of undeniable authority.

"Chen Long, the apocalypse is not a lawless place!"

"Once the sequence of events and all the evil you have committed are sorted out."

"You will receive the judgment you deserve."

"Judgment?"

Hearing this, Chen Long immediately sneered.

He looked at Lin Zhi with disdain.

"By what right do you judge me?"

"What qualifications do you have to judge me?!"

"Don't think I don't know, the end of the world is here, and this country is long finished!"

"Don't think that just because you're wearing that uniform, you represent anything!"

Hearing Chen Long's words.

Lin Zhi merely showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

"You ask by what right?"

"Based on this."

Saying this, Lin Zhi took a type 92 pistol from the holster on his waist.

The barrel, gleaming with black metallic luster and carrying a hint of coldness, was pressed against Chen Long's forehead.

Chen Long had thought he was no longer afraid of death.

After all, he had committed such notorious acts, and even before the zombie crisis erupted, he had a record of [Manslaughter by Negligence], for which he was sentenced to five years, resulting in him being unable to find any formal job after his release, forcing him to do cheap manual labor that sold his physical strength.

But when the chilling muzzle was truly pressed against his forehead.

When Lin Zhi could take his life with a gentle pull of the trigger.

His body still experienced a tremor from the depths of his soul.

Based on biological instinct, no one is unafraid of death.

Only those with strong willpower can overcome the fear in their hearts.

But clearly, Chen Long was not such a person.

When Lin Zhi pressed the muzzle of the type 92 pistol against his forehead.

Chen Long's throat bobbed as he swallowed, his anxiety causing his hair to stand on end, and he spoke incoherently.

"W-what do you want to do...?"

...

Watching the previously arrogant Chen Long show such a pathetic state when facing death.

Lin Zhi chuckled softly.

He immediately retracted the type 92 pistol, put it back into the holster, turned around, and ignored the fellow.

"Watch them carefully. If anything similar happens again, I will have to record a disciplinary action against you."

"Understood!"

He Chen and the others immediately stood straight and replied loudly.

Following that, Lin Zhi returned to the room once more.

After Lin Zhi left.

Chen Long's body suddenly went limp, leaning against the wall behind him. Sweat mixed with blood streamed down his forehead like rain, and he gasped heavily, breathing in the musty air of the farm.

Having survived the ordeal, he finally felt how wonderful it was to be alive.

He finally recovered a little strength.

Chen Long subconsciously tried to stand up.

He Chen immediately aimed his rifle at him.

And shouted sternly.

"What are you trying to do?"

"Squat down!"

He Chen didn't want to receive disciplinary action because of this bastard, so he wasn't going to be polite.

If Chen Long still refused to obey, he wouldn't mind hitting the scoundrel with the rifle butt again.

"..." This time, Chen Long had lost his previous arrogance.

He obediently clasped his hands behind his head and squatted down.

As for Lin Zhi.

Just as he returned to the room.

The weak woman lying on the bed finally woke up suddenly.

"Water, water... I need water..."

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