Sister Nan's Combat Strength is Unknown, But It's Probably Only a Tiny Bit Stronger

”It is!” The Mercenary Leader pointed at Old Man Deng’s body and said, ”That old thing Deng Zhang was the richest man in G City, wealthy enough to rival nations. He—he not only owns a private island and a private yacht, but he also built a garden villa in G City. It’s huge and beautiful.”

”This old guy was very smart. On the night the virus broke out, he emptied three large underground supermarkets. They’re all in—in—”

The Mercenary Leader was fading. Almost all his major arteries had been severed by Si Nan. His blood was flowing too fast, and his vision had already gone black.

”Where?” Si Nan asked urgently.

”In—in the underground warehouse of his villa... but you can’t get in—hahaha—there are hundreds of—ah—”

”Hundreds of what?”

But the Mercenary Leader simply breathed his last.

”Go on, clear your head. *Thud!*” Si Nan threw the man directly over the wall. Zombies swarmed around him instantly, though unfortunately, no screams were heard.

”Sister Nan, are you hurt?” Bai Zichuan and the others arrived.

”Just a few scratches, nothing serious.” Si Nan shook her head. The others looked at the bodies strewn about and worked together to scavenge items from the three men before using the old crane to dump all the bodies outside.

Xiao Wen brought a first-aid kit to treat Si Nan’s scratches.

Si Nan was flipping through Deng Zhang’s phone, thinking about the supplies from the three supermarkets in the villa that the Mercenary Leader had mentioned. This was much more direct than searching for supplies bit by bit—and it was three supermarkets!

She was certain that a supermarket chosen by someone as wealthy as a nation wouldn’t be small. It would surely be as large as the Century Department Store she had emptied, or at least half its size. Hahaha, just thinking about it was incredibly satisfying. ”Hehehe~”

”Uh, Sister Nan, what good thing are you thinking about to laugh so... interestingly?” Xiao Wen, who was bandaging the wound, suddenly heard Si Nan’s wicked laughter and got goosebumps all over. It was too scary.

Si Nan immediately snapped back to reality and coughed lightly. ”Cough, nothing. I just thought of what that dead mercenary said.”

Suddenly, she thought of something. Her face grew tense as she stood up abruptly. ”Ah, no! Song Yuan’s pregnant wife is still locked in the stainless steel cabinet! Hurry and let her out before she suffocates! Quick, quick, quick!”

”What? Sister Nan! There’s poor ventilation and not enough oxygen in there! Ahhh—” Xiao Wen turned into a speedster and vanished in a flash, praying that nothing was wrong. That was two lives at stake!

Outside, Bai Rong and her husband Bai Zichuan had just reached the door with their Child. Hearing this, she shoved the baby into Bai Zichuan’s arms and quickly hopped onto the electric scooter by the door to chase after Guan Xiaowen. ”Hop on! I’ll go with you.”

Ten minutes later, Mei Xue was carried over, her legs covered in blood. Guan Xiaowen shouted at the top of her lungs, ”Sister Nan, Sister Mei is going into premature labor! But I’m not an obstetrician. I don’t know if the baby’s position is correct. We can only leave it to fate now!”