Zone Zero: I'm invincible now that the heavenly fire has killed Nineveh!

Really new town.

Lucius stumbled and crawled all the way back to the Triumphs' camp.

Upon seeing his disheveled appearance, many of his underlings immediately surrounded him, anxiously inquiring about the situation.

Lucius waved his hand, feigning composure, and said, "Caludon's son has led his men up here. They want to use the power within New Elli City to seize the position of overlord."

"what?"

The group of underlings were shocked and couldn't believe their ears.

Did they hear wrong? Caludon's son used to be very well-behaved.

Even when Lucius assigned the least profitable transport routes to the sons of Calydon, they always accepted them obediently, and the boss on the other side also seemed to be a simple and honest man.

Why are they bringing people from the city to our door now?

Is it because they were being targeted so harshly that even honest people couldn't hold back anymore?

One of the executives hesitated and said, "Boss Lucius, did you exploit them too much before? Why don't you assign them two good routes and send them back?"

In the past two years, Pompeo has been negotiating abroad, and the transport routes of the Motorbike Alliance have been allocated by Morse. Although he says it's random, the Triumphs have actually gotten the most lucrative routes.

Meanwhile, other well-known forces within the alliance were suppressed to varying degrees, with those like the son of Calydon, who had a strong historical background, suffering even more severe blows. This went against Pompey's wishes.

However, seeing the victors taking the lion's share, these cadres had turned a blind eye and secretly supported Lucius's distribution. But now that the exploitation had gone too far, they could no longer remain deaf and dumb.

"We can talk about the route allocation later. At least we need to subdue them now!" Lucius said anxiously, panting heavily. "The brothers in front can't hold on any longer. You guys need to send reinforcements quickly! I've contacted Boss Pompey urgently and asked him to come back and take charge! We absolutely cannot let the son of Calydon embarrass us. The honor of the victors cannot be tarnished!"

"Okay, we'll go right away."

The cadres looked at each other, but ultimately listened to Lucius's bluff.

No matter what, if they immediately switch to a better strategy when others attack their doorstep, wouldn't that make them look like cowards?

First, subdue Caluton's son's men; then you can negotiate a lower price later.

"Go quickly! The enemy's firepower is fierce. Make sure to take all the brothers with you!"

Lucius threw down a sentence and ran into the depths of the camp without looking back.

"It seems the situation is indeed serious. It's time to let the sons of Caluton witness the power of the Triumphs!"

The officers made up their minds, immediately gathered all the men remaining in the camp, and sped off to support the front lines.

They were all full of confidence, believing that no force in the outer ring could defeat the Triumphs in their stronghold!

Meanwhile, amidst the chaos at the Triumphs' camp, Lucius had already returned to his room.

At this moment, a short, stout man with white hair, less than 1.5 meters tall, looked very nervous. Clearly, his exceptional sense of crisis had allowed him to perceive the danger.

“Perlman, what have you been doing in the city? You can’t have done more than just targeting Canvas Alley! What other secrets are you keeping from me? Why are so many thugs coming to arrest you?”

Lucius grabbed Perlman by the collar, his eyes flashing with malice: "The siege of over a hundred Triumphs was like paper in front of them, they are simply a bunch of monsters!"

Perlman, his neck red from being strangled, said somewhat awkwardly, "It's probably because of the election. Bollinger is afraid I'll cause trouble. It's okay, as long as we hold out until the election, we'll be safe. The organization won't care about a nobody like me. Put me down now, there's no point in you carrying me, is there?"

He had completely lost the spirited demeanor he displayed when giving his televised address; in front of Lucius, he seemed like a little brother.

He's truly a man who has no choice but to bow his head when he's under someone else's roof. Now he's pleasing neither side; both the righteous and the wicked want to get him.

It was only because Lucius wanted to use him as leverage to threaten the organization and Bollinger that he had a sliver of hope.

"Safe my ass! This place is finished! The entire Triumphs can't stop those people!" Lucius was agitated, but he still put Perlman down. "I can't stay in the Triumphs. I have to run. I can't protect you either. Let's split up and see who survives."

He regretted taking this guy as a bargaining chip. Now his mission to seize the outer ring had been ruined. After that, he couldn't stay in the Triumphs, and he couldn't go back to the organization. He could only run far away and hide.

Lucius quickly retrieved his personal savings from the room, then fully armed himself, and finally gave Perlman two weapons.

The longer Perlman lives, the more attention he will attract.

"Huh? Are they that strong?"

Perlman immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

The Triumph Man's combat prowess surpassed that of the group of underground assassins the organization had previously assigned him. If even the Triumph Man couldn't stop the pursuers, he was doomed.

He quickly followed Lucius out the door, clearly knowing that Lucius's strategy of splitting his forces into two groups was the best way to escape.

However, the two had just stepped out the door.

Immediately, a long stick crackling with electricity came crashing down.

The two of them suddenly went black and collapsed to the ground, unconscious from the combined force of the power and the electric current.

"Heh heh!" The man in green put away his long stick with satisfaction, chuckling to himself, "Enforcing the law with compassion, and wielding the baton with full force. The prisoner still wants to escape? He'll have to stay at the police station!"

She pulled out two pairs of handcuffs and cuffed their left hands and right feet, and right hands and left feet together, ensuring they couldn't escape.

They then found all the weapons on the two men before dragging them into the room, where they searched for any possible evidence of a crime.

Soon, drawing on years of criminal investigation experience, Qingyi uncovered a large amount of physical evidence, including transaction records with a mysterious organization and Lucius's various missions in the outer ring.

Satisfied, she packed the evidence into a package and then used a long stick to pass through the handcuffs binding the two people.

He held the evidence package in his left hand and held one end of a long stick in his right hand, lifting it horizontally.

The two men, one fat and one thin, Perlman and Lucius, were curled up into a ball and hung from the end of the long staff. The weight of more than 300 pounds was as light as a feather on the long staff in blue.

Indeed, for someone like Qingyi who can move a small truck by hand, this weight is nothing.

Qingyi immediately picked up her luggage and swaggered toward the battlefield. Despite it being the camp of the victors, she encountered no obstacles along the way.

Because all the members of the Triumphs were mobilized to deal with Su Chen and his group.

She wasn't worried about the safety of Su Chen, Zhu Yuan, and the others; these underlings were just a piece of cake.

……

Meanwhile, on the battlefield where the victors and Su Chen's group were fighting.

More than two hundred members of the triumphant team, including their officers and underlings, were lying on the ground, all bruised and swollen, groaning incessantly.

This scene greatly excited Caesar, who struck his shield with his sword and declared with hearty joy, "I came, I saw, I conquered!"

She had never fought such a rich battle before; her teammates were all top-tier players from New Elidu, and the enemy was constantly spawning mobs.

The thrill is only slightly less intense than being in a relationship.

"That simple-minded barbarian."

Lucy covered her face helplessly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Although they defeated most of the victors with fewer troops, there's no need to be so excited!

Just then, a powerful-looking motorcycle came rushing from a distance and sped up as soon as it saw the situation.