The Chef Rules the Last Days
Chapter 350 - 349: Siege!

Chapter 350: Chapter 349: Siege!

The group of black-clothed men effortlessly overtook Li Ming and pursued in the direction of Li Qian.

Li Ming was also startled by the sudden appearance of these people and immediately thought the news had leaked. He couldn’t care less about the wound in his hand and bellowed, "Chase! Chase them quickly!"

Many of his injured brothers struggled to their feet and followed him onto the vehicle.

"Who are those black-clothed people?" Su Mo looked back at the relentless pursuers who had suddenly appeared and asked in alarm.

"World Radio, someone has come to intercept us," Lu Chen took a sip of Jasmine Tea and handed it to Su Mo, then took another bottle for Zhao Changsheng.

"How do they know our exact location?" Su Mo drank the Jasmine Tea, feeling the energy circulate in her abdomen. Her face, which had turned somewhat pale from the long-term use of her superpower, immediately looked much better.

"The frequency was intercepted, which is quite normal," Li Qian said, suddenly tensing up when he saw a muscular man with a rocket launcher stick his head out from the black car that had been tailing them, "Hang on tight!"

The moment the ammunition was fired, Li Qian took a sharp turn into a strange street.

The ammunition from the rocket launcher didn’t hit them but instead struck a nearby building. Huge chunks of concrete crumbled and fell, which they were able to avoid in time, dodging the danger of being crushed underneath.

The desperate gang tried to block their path forward.

"Damn! Are we going to live with assassination attempts from now on?!" Zhao Changsheng looked back furiously.

"Wait... don’t talk!" Su Mo’s brow tightened, her ears twitching, "Doesn’t something feel off?"

Their car suddenly shook, not because of the rocket launcher behind them, but more like the footsteps of a massive monster treading on the ground.

Su Mo realized what was happening and exclaimed with wide eyes, "It’s Yang Yichu! It’s here!"

"We’re now being cornered by three groups of people and monsters," Li Qian drove the car, continuously weaving through the roads. Soon, they approached a vast wasteland with overgrown weeds and an expansive view.

"We’re about to reach the protective point near the boundary," Li Qian said.

The cars behind them kept up, and the ground shook more violently.

From an overhead perspective, there were three streets: one with a massive, rampaging horde of zombies, one with a team of cars in unified black attire, and the remaining one with the injured, yet relentless, Li Ming’s team.

All three parties were chasing after a single Mercedes car ahead.

The scene was grand and breathtaking.

At the sound of gunfire, Lu Chen held Su Mo’s head down. A man riding a motorcycle, wearing a helmet, and radiating hostility wielded a Desert Eagle and shattered the windows on both sides of the car.

The Pumpkin Protection Shield also shattered at that moment, ending its protective duration. A moment later, and Su Mo and Lu Chen could have had their heads shot through.

Lu Chen threw back an Ice Blade, and the person on the motorcycle similarly conjured a solid Ice Shield, intercepting the Ice Blade.

"Stop the car!"

The fierce and husky command came from the other person.

And at that moment, Li Qian drove out of the street and into the vast wilderness.

The road ahead was narrow, allowing only two vehicles to pass, with drained and blackened fields on the side. Li Qian abruptly steered the car towards the motorcycle, aiming to push it off the road and into the field.

The motorcyclist was clever, immediately stowing his gun and nimbly leaping into the fields with the motorcycle. When he raised his gun again to aim at Su Mo and the others, his head was suddenly enveloped in a shadow.

Su Mo looked up, craning her neck out from the car to see the enormous creature catching up to them. Upon seeing the tiny figure perched on its shoulder, her pupils dilated.

The motorcyclist realized something was wrong. Before he could fire his gun, the five-meter-tall behemoth grabbed the tail of his motorcycle with one hand.

The tire sparked against the ground, and then the entire motorcycle was flung high by the monster, before crashing down heavily.

In Su Mo’s vision, that person had no chance to resist and was directly smashed into a pile of flesh.

A Level 6 Powerful Zombie, in everyone’s eyes, had abilities that reached such terrifying extents!

Yang Yichu, along with the horde of zombies, bought Li Qian a lot of time. They were perfectly blocked between them and the two convoys.

Seeing the motorcycle at the forefront meeting such a gruesome fate, all the cars braked sharply to a halt.

Some clever ones directly drove their cars into the fields to continue the pursuit of Li Qian.

Yang Yichu sat steadily on the shoulder of the giant zombie, her small mouth opened slightly, her pale pupils filled with angry as she glared at the cars behind and shrieked, "Harm, sister, kill them!"

Her voice was soft, but it reached all the zombies that were following.

Among them, there were dozens of Mutant Dogs, the leader was an imposing white dog with a split head.

All at once, humans and zombies were caught in a violent melee.

Yang Yichu was once again carried by the giant zombie towards the Mercedes that was now as tiny as an ant in their view.

Several gunshots rang out again, and it seemed that the people behind were desperate, ceaselessly shooting at their tires.

Li Qian could only try his best to dodge, while Lu Chen scanned the surroundings and quickly suggested possible escape routes.

Between the giant zombie and Su Mo’s group, seven or eight cars were still in hot pursuit.

The rage in Yang Yichu’s eyes was boiling, "It’s all you, making sister keep running, kill them all! Kill them all!"

As her anger grew, the influenced zombies, like receiving a buff, attacked even more ferociously.

Li Ming, who had fallen to the very back, was struggling inside the bus to deal with the zombies, while Su Mo and the others had long since vanished.

When a white Mutant Dog burst through the glass and lunged at a driver who couldn’t evade in time, the bus spun sideways to block the road and was flipped over by an oncoming armored vehicle.

Li Ming, still inside, spun around violently before crashing heavily inside the metal box.

Countless zombies swarmed in, surrounding the armored car and also the overturned bus.

The horde broke through the windows to pour in...

The injured men with their dwindling superpowers struggled valiantly before they were despairingly dragged out of the vehicle by the zombies, with several Mutant Dogs swarming over them.

Innumerable screams rose in this desolate land.

Li Ming struggled to climb up from the iron box, his superpower barely taking shape in his hands, when the white Mutant Dog with its split head didn’t hesitate to bite off his head, its sharp teeth tearing through the bones and flesh of his neck, fresh blood splashing over the entire surface of the metal box.

The head hit the wall of the iron box with a thunk and then rolled onto the ground, with the eyes still open, streaked with blood, lips slightly parted,

In the second before his death, his mind was filled with...

The medicine for his wife had run out.

The zombies had taken out a group of people, but Su Mo and the others weren’t faring much better.

This band of desperados that had suddenly intervened was too organized, changing their convoy’s formation now and then to encircle them.