After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 241

Chapter 241: Vengeance
They frowned and entered the gate, with Rowan leading the way. At his level, although he could get injured, these people’s guns would not kill him.

And because the estate was so huge and there were no shots fired in the fence, the people were completely unaware of their arrival, making the trip relatively easier than anticipated at least at first.

However, as they entered further, a disgusting stench attacked their nostrils. It smelled dirty and pungent. It made their eyes twitch.

Suddenly, Rowan pulled back the person next to him.

“Watch out!” He yelled, throwing a fireball at a direction, followed by a toe-curling scream.

The man screamed as he was burned alive.

When the killing prohibition was implemented, it was only applied to areas outside the estate, as ordered by Higson in exchange for a week’s worth of medicine. It was the reason why there were so many corpses.

It was just that… he never would’ve imagined that there would be so much. He knew Higson was shady, but this… was not human. It was just something beyond his imagination.

Whether or not he knew, his citizens outside did not know about this exemption. How many of his citizens hoped that the people inside were still alive, somehow?

His heart clenched at the inevitable despair many of them would feel when they found so many people still died.

He felt ashamed, too ashamed.

The scream attracted a few people on the ground floor, easily dealt with by their team.

As they finished off the trash, the redhead put out the fire on the burning corpse in case it spread and they continued on.

Walking past the dead bodies, the group moved forward and went to the upper floors.

Now experienced, they handled the guards on the floor well and silently, and they soon heard different types of noises as they went deeper into the mansion.

They could hear laughter and screams and odd noises around the house. It was so loud it probably masked the screams from earlier.

Walking forward, they did not immediately go to where the activity seemed to be.

They decided to clear out the floor to minimize the enemies coming from behind.

With Rowan in front, they opened a room nearby, only to see a bunch of naked women filled with scars and bruises, eyes staring blankly in random directions.

They could obviously see, but there was no change in their expressions at all.

Even if they heard them they did not turn their heads, no doubt thinking of them as anybody else who had been here.

These women probably just thought they were the same type of people as those who came before them. And they just stayed there… like lifeless dolls.

Anger flowed into each of their veins at the sight.

Scum! Total scum!!!

Crow was silent, looking at the bruises, and realized it was familiar with what was found with his aunt!

Angry, the team went from room to room, taking down the lewd activities going on.

They took down aggressive individuals and tied down the rest for later handling.

They soon found Higson having his way with two women, one was unbound, but the other was tied all around.

They were so engrossed in their activity that they didn’t notice the commotion outside.

Or, perhaps, he did. And if that was the case, then it was actually more disgusting because it meant that he heard the same noise often, but in totally different contexts!

The images of the women filled with bruises flashed by their heads, and they recalled the corpses outside, and their sights turned even redder.

Matthew went blind with rage and he quickly ran and attacked Higson. He vented all his anger, not only for what he had witnessed but for the years of suffering and humiliation he and his sister went through because of him.

Caught off guard, Higson endured several punches and kicks before he could counter.

They had the same level, but Higson had more experience in this, and it didn’t take long for him to make a comeback.

Unfortunately for him, Matthews was not alone and other people quickly held Higson.

They were not gentle and Higson screamed like a pig. Crow, having an idea of what happened, kicked him with all his strength.

Matthew walked over and pulled back his oily hair. “Give me the medicine and you will keep your life.”

Higson gave a bloody grin. “You want to save your sister?! Dream!”

“You!” Matthew darkened and he kicked Higson like he used to kick him.

On the other hand, as they watched, Crow and the others looked complicated. They… seemed to have misjudged a poor person?

However, a lot of the wrongs in the territory had his approval. He was not innocent in all of these.

The corpses outside and the women here. Did the citizens know what was going on? Would they still respect him as much as they used to?

Matthew continued to beat Higson up, only to receive his annoying grin. It took dozens more of attacks until the man took out a small box of vials.

“This is all that’s left.” He said, and Matthew didn’t even have the time to worry about what happened when it was gone. At least they could delay the problem.

He heaved out a sigh, stopping his attacks, and stretched his hands to get the item.

But Higson threw it away.

“Noooooooo!!!” He yelled, immediately running to catch it.

Taking advantage of the distraction, Higson took out his remaining gun from the space and pointed at Matthew, whose entire attention was to catch the medicine.

The moment it landed and broke was when Matthew saw the nozzle pointed at him.

“Bang!”

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Matthew watched as Higson’s body turned to flames, screaming at the top of his lungs as he was burned alive.

Matthew watched every second of it.

“Thank you for saving my life.” He told Rowan when the fire died down, but his eyes had shifted to the broken glass and liquid that was absorbed by the floor, not knowing what he was thinking.

Melissa, who sneaked into the battlefield, arrived shortly after. She saw Higson being burned alive, and the seeping medicine in front of her brother.

Melissa had a rough image of what happened and frowned. Not because of the lost medicine, but because of the despair her little brother must have been feeling.

She slowly walked to her brother and wrapped her skeleton-thin arms around him. “My baby brother… you’ve done your best.”

Her tone was extremely gentle, and comforting, and it broke his heart even more.

“There’s no need to struggle anymore.” She told him, voice so soothing, like it always was, and Matthew couldn’t help but break into sobs.

“You already worked hard enough.” She told him, “Thank you for everything.”