Chapter 1, The Fallen President

Tang Ao pointed the gun and said: "Less nonsense, strip!"

There is someone in the bank next door! Tang Ao immediately became alert, leaning over to take a look and discovering a man in his twenties hiding inside, currently eating canned food. Tang Ao was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, his throat was salivating. What a ridiculous president, at this moment he couldn't care less—he needed to do something practical.

He is the president of the prestigious Asa Group, with a fortune of several billion! Even now, he has at least a ten-digit sum in his bank account! But what is he doing? He has been driven out by his subordinates, shot twice, and left to wander the streets! He is so hungry that his stomach is growling, and he doesn't even have a drop of water to drink!

Fortunately, at this time, most of the zombies had perished in the sea of flames, and those that remained outside the fire were also hindered by the flames, unable to discern their direction. A crackling sound filled the air, reminiscent of the sound of fried chicken, with the aroma of meat wafting around.

Tang Ao took a closer look and realized that the speaker was his vice president, Jiang Hongfu. He coldly smiled and said, "As for you, I have offered you an annual salary that is twice as high as the market rate, and the year-end bonuses from the Asa Group have never shortchanged you a single penny. Why then do you betray me?"

The man obediently handed over the can, and Tang Ao picked it up, still not satisfied: "Turn around and take off your clothes."

He raised his gun and shouted, "Don't move!"

Zhou Xinguo's eyes were bloodshot. He raised the gun in his hand, aiming the muzzle directly at President Tang at the door. Beside him, someone stopped him: "Xinguo, there are so many zombies outside, he can't escape. Don't waste bullets."

The streetlights cast a dim yellow glow, and a gust of wind swept by, stirring up old newspapers, creating a lifeless scene. Tang Ao kicked a brick, causing his toes to tingle; he cursed under his breath, truly furious, with a belly full of anger that had nowhere to vent.

Zhou Xinguo beside him spat disdainfully, as if he wanted to spit saliva on Tang Ao's face. Someone in the crowd laughed and said, "President Tang is about to turn into a zombie dog, haha."

A burst of laughter echoed around, and the infected individuals behind him, afflicted by a bizarre virus, drew closer. Their skin exhibited a dead gray hue, their eyeballs bulged, and their bodies bore various horrific scars, resembling the zombies depicted in movies. Tang Ao turned around, and the machine gun rattled in a series of bursts, causing all the zombies in front to collapse to the ground, yellow-green mucus oozing from their skulls—Tang Ao did not waste a single bullet

Tang Ao

Tang Ao

He struck down two approaching zombies with the butt of his gun. Inside the factory's iron gate, Jiang Hongfu, Zhou Xinguo, and nearly one hundred employees of Yasa watched this scene with great pleasure

Thus, the man began to undress, and Tang Ao put on the man's military green trench coat. The coat was long, and the injuries on his arms and legs were hardly noticeable—he had grown accustomed to concealing his weaknesses. At this moment, the man had already removed his sweater and then took off his shirt, revealing his frail upper body

Betrayal? Zhou Xinguo finally put away his mask, sneering repeatedly, "Tang Ao, I am a person, not your dog! Ever since the day you funded my father, I have only been following behind you. You make me raise my paw, and I must raise it; you make me wag my tail, and I can only wag it! I can only laugh, laugh all day long, because you constantly remind me that my house, my car, my woman, including my father's life, are all given by you!"

Zhou Xinguo! Back then, your father was diagnosed with lymphoma, and you were penniless. It was I who paid for his treatment and enabled you to continue your education! After graduation, it was also I who allowed you to stay at Yasa to continue working and even promoted you to general manager! Why have you betrayed me?" Tang Ao was furious. The Third Young Master of H City, his father was a corps commander with the rank of major general. Although he had a poor relationship with his father, who in H City did not have to consider his feelings?

He kicked a zombie away with a powerful kick, and a long line of cars was parked outside. He jumped onto one of the cars and deliberately made a loud noise. Almost all the zombies gathered around, their ears filled with strange sounds. There were no less than a hundred zombies surrounding him, and the stench was nauseating

That person took off their pants and continued to remove their underwear

He glanced around, and outside the factory area was a stretch of greenery; he could no longer hesitate! He broke through towards the left corner where there were the fewest zombies. Even while running, he did not lose his aim with the gun in his hand—he was a sharpshooter from the special forces, about to be kicked out of the unit by his instructor, yet his skills were nothing to scoff at

That fellow, with a mournful expression, said: "Big brother, weren't you the one who wanted to rob me of my virtue? Please be gentle later, I am afraid it will hurt..."

However, the gunfire undoubtedly can only attract more zombies. Listening to the footsteps coming from all directions, General Tang, who usually remains unperturbed even in the face of great danger, finally broke into a cold sweat. With a population of over 6 million in City H, who knows how many survivors are left now? If all the deceased have turned into zombies, how many can he kill with a single gun?

Li Xiaodong finally calmed down, and Jiang Hongfu coldly stated: "From now on, if this person is seen again, there will be no mercy in killing!"

Zhou Xinguo, what are you doing? Open the door quickly! Outside the cold iron gate of the Asa Group, Tang Ao held only a universal machine gun in his hand, while behind him, about forty "people" approached with slow steps and stiff movements

Zhou Xinguo and Jiang Hongfu! I will certainly remember these two names vividly

That person took off their shirt and began to take off their pants

He gradually became agitated: "If I gain a little weight, am I a pig? Then what are you now? A dog! A drowned dog!"

The man was taken aback as Tang Ao had already pressed the gun barrel against his forehead. He dared not move and repeatedly said, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll give you anything you want"

Tang Ao looked over, and saw that this person was wearing the uniform of a factory security guard, and was quite young. This person also knew that he was being watched, and immediately introduced himself: "Mr. Tang, you probably don't know me, right? Well, how could someone like me catch your eye? I am Li Xiaodong from the factory security department. I am the one who opened the car door for you last time and happened to see you and Miss Yang Yingying having a good time, and was the unfortunate one who got hit in the face with the used condom you threw at me."

Jiang Hongfu raised his gun and fired two shots, but missed—he could not aim properly. Behind him, Li Xiaodong from the security department took over the gun, aimed for a long time, and finally pulled the trigger to fire

Tang Ao was panting heavily—having sat in the office for too long, his physical fitness had deteriorated significantly. As zombies began to climb onto the roof of the car, he shot and punctured the fuel tank of a distant vehicle. Modern cars are equipped with many anti-explosion devices, making them difficult to ignite. However, they started to leak fuel.

The items in the store have been turned upside down, indicating that many people have already "visited" here. All the food and water are gone. The situation is dire—he can no longer move. He only took a kitchen knife, using the gun as a cane—without bullets, no gun is better than a real cane.

Naked maniac! Tang Ao furiously exclaimed: "What are you doing?!"

Jiang Hongfu calmly adjusted his sparse flowing hair: "Tang Ao, I am forty-two this year, not much younger than General Tang, so I am indeed of your father's generation. You often scold me casually over trivial matters. What do you often call me? Right, a pig's head! But do you know, Tang Ao, that what I hate the most is being called a pig!"

Tang Ao, despite being aloof and dismissive of everything, could not help but blush at this moment: "Give me the can."

The factory area was also quiet, and Li Xiaodong spoke after a long while: "He has escaped, what should we do? He will seek revenge on us!"

He wore a sullen expression while holding a book, and although his demeanor was calm, his heart gradually sank. Behind the hollow iron gate, Zhou Xinguo, the vice president of the Asa Group, still wore a smile, appearing both amiable and approachable: "Oh, did everyone hear that? President Tang is ordering us to open the door. Why aren't you going to open it? Be careful, or President Tang might get angry, and that would be quite a serious matter."

The man immediately cried out: "Brother, we can't take off our clothes, we are not that kind of people..."

Tang Ao

The number of zombies behind him was increasing, and they were getting closer. Tang Ao gritted his teeth; he had to survive and get out. He tightly gripped his gun and smashed the stock into a zombie's head: "Jiang Hongfu, Zhou Xinguo, I will make you realize just how wrong you are today"

Seven years ago, he was kicked out of his home by his father and used the only 20,000 yuan he had to acquire the Asa Pharmaceutical Factory. At that time, the factory had only eight employees and was insolvent.

The oil leak from the car is increasing, and Zhou Xinguo can no longer hold back: "It seems that our General Tang is about to run away."

This is the city center of City H, where the virus has erupted, a high-density area of zombies. He began to feel a bit cold, and he knew he couldn't go on like this. Enduring the excruciating pain, he rushed into a convenience store. The clerk was slumped over the counter, and Tang Ao tried to push him, only to discover that there was nothing left of his neck and shoulders but a layer of skin.

Tang Ao sidestepped and saw that the oil was almost ready. He took out a lighter from his pants pocket, lit it, and then threw it to the ground. Before the lighter hit the ground, he jumped out of the car and rolled desperately into the greenbelt. Gunshots rang out several times, but he had no time to waste. When he finally rolled into the greenbelt, he realized that his right leg and right arm were numb—damn it, he had been shot!

Tang Ao recalled that there was indeed such a matter. That Li Xiaodong continued to smile particularly humbly: "General Tang, have a safe journey. When you are torn to pieces by zombies, I will release the dogs from the factory to bring you back. Well, however, the dogs in the factory are all picky; your flesh... I wonder if they will find it dirty..." When you are torn to pieces by zombies, I will release the dogs from the factory to bring you back. Well, however, the dogs in the factory are all picky; your flesh... I wonder if they will find it dirty..."

Tang Ao : ... ...

Behind him, Zhou Xinguo slapped him across the face: "What are you panicking about? Do you think he is still the son of Major General Tang? The president of Yasa? He is nothing at all; even if he escapes from here, he will be eaten by zombies! What revenge are you talking about?"

He developed step by step to reach today, with 40,000 employees and assets worth billions, becoming a benchmark enterprise in City H. However, now he is locked out by everyone, having made countless dubious friends over seven years of entrepreneurship. Yet, the once influential Young Master Tang San of City H has not made a single friend in his own company

He turned around and began to knock on the door again. The heavy iron door was welded from iron columns as thick as an arm, making it very sturdy. Due to its excessive smoothness, it was also impossible to climb.

Tang Ao's stomach let out a rumble. Today, he and Zhou Xinguo had come out primarily to search for food and water. The factory cafeteria had enough rice and grains, but there were no fresh vegetables or fruits. He believed in being prepared for the future and still felt that it was necessary to store enough food.

During the two days of the virus outbreak, Jiang Hongfu was responsible for leading the reinforcement of the factory's protective net, and he took Zhou Xinguo to search for useful resources in the vicinity.

Today, while returning, he was pursued by zombies. He stayed behind to provide cover, but unexpectedly found himself locked outside. He tore his shirt to tighten around the wound and took one last look at the Asa Living Garden.

Hahaha. Another burst of laughter, and Tang Ao's palms felt icy cold

The jesting words elicited a burst of laughter

The sky gradually darkened, and his stomach was almost empty. After killing three zombies that were merely passing by, he felt somewhat dazed due to excessive blood loss. Tang Ao pinched the gunshot wound on his right arm hard. The pain could bring him back to his senses, but at this moment, the smell of blood on him would only attract zombies. He needed a very clear mind.