Mark Smith could feel the scorching gaze of Daven Green, but he did not want to die. Danny was right, the virus does not discriminate, regardless of one's lineage. Despite Daven's sharp sarcasm, Mark was pushed to the point of anger and turned to look, but the crowd behind him was too chaotic to identify the culprit. He angrily exclaimed, "Why cause chaos at a time like this? What's the point of going out in this mess?"

"Hmph! If you're afraid, you can stay here. I never said anyone had to do anything against their will. We are seeking opportunities, rather than waiting here to die," Daven revealed his iron-willed side.

"Enough, Daven. There are no beauties here! You're so eager to show off..." Barrett walked out with a steel pipe, tapping on the car window, looking frivolous and receiving disdainful glances.

"Just you and your big mouth!" Daven was extremely displeased by Barrett's taunts and, with a heavy slap on the car bonnet, he took a step forward and approached Barrett.

Boom! Suddenly, the wall of the abandoned factory exploded, and a brick hit Daven's forehead, causing him to collapse. The sound of the explosion prompted a chorus of screams, as a group of special forces stormed in, led by a general.

This man, dressed in a casual manner, with skin almost melded into darkness, was particularly noticeable due to his shock of white hair. He was armed with an ancient-looking long sword, named 'Mountain Breaker'. This sword, although not as miraculous as described in "Coral Hook Poetry," possessed the formidable ability to break through any obstacle.

Upon seeing the Mountain Breaker, the aristocratic students immediately recognized the man. Danny stepped forward and joyfully exclaimed, "Uncle Tarzan! What brings you here?"

"Hehe! Your grandfather is worried about you, so he asked for my help. I had to come! The city is under lockdown, no one can leave without special permission," he reluctantly explained.

"Alright, let's go!" Danny said, and the group's anxiety seemed to subside.

The group cheered, but before they could revel in their relief, the cruel reality plunged them into hell. Faced with cold gun barrels and the callous expressions of the 'people's soldiers', many female students began to sob softly.

Observing the helicopter in front of him, Danny, sitting in the front row, remarked, "This thing rarely ever gets deployed! With this, I'll be able to get my pilot's license this summer!"

Monica had been silent since the beginning of the riot, and nobody knew if she was still injured or worried about Barrett Walker. Suddenly, she turned and said, "It seems they're not allowing anyone else to leave."

Hmm! The two were bewildered and looked around, realizing that apart from the students from the prestigious school, most of the civilian students were nowhere to be seen. Their relief quickly turned to silence. At such a critical moment, no one dared to act recklessly. Suddenly, a familiar classmate emerged from a gap in the factory and charged towards the helicopters. Bang! A gunshot rang out, and the man fell to the ground. The sight was chilling, and the group was left bewildered, questioning whether he was a zombie.

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Monica stood up abruptly and hurried towards the guarded entrance of the factory, paying no attention to the soldiers checking identities. She pushed past them, and Danny and Barrett followed suit.

Upon witnessing the commotion, General Tarzan furrowed his brow, and without bothering to check, he ordered his soldiers, "Don't bother checking, just kill them all."

"What's going on?" Tarzan looked at the three individuals with a slight frown, wondering about their intentions.

Barron was about to speak, but Monica grabbed him and demanded, "What's with the gunfire inside?"

"It's classified military information, I cannot disclose it," Tarzan retorted coldly. Monica's icy demeanor irked Tarzan, but he waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Return to the helicopter. If you want to stay here, I won't stop you!"

"Why shouldn't we be allowed to leave? We are also human beings, why should we be treated differently?"

"Heh! Because we're poor, that's why!"

"Staying here means death, don't be afraid! Charge! We'll surely survive if we break through." As the conflict between Monica and the military escalated, the terrifying prospect of staying behind prompted a large group of people to recklessly rush out.

Tarzan coldly glanced at Monica, his disapproval evident. "Who cares about you, the pride of the heavens? You may control the federal finances, but you have no authority over me. Get back to the helicopter, or face the consequences!"

"Why should we not be allowed to leave? We are all human beings, why this discrimination!"

"Heh! Why? Because we are poor and have no powerful fathers!"

"Do you think you can get away with this?" Tarzan suddenly received a call, and burst into laughter. He then positioned himself in front of the three and said to Danny, "You can go, but these two, since you seem to care so much about these people, stay here and face the same fate as them!"

"Tarzan, do you think we'll die here? Won't our families investigate?" Barrett couldn't believe that a one-star general would be so audacious. Did he think that their family's control over the military forces was negligible?

"Don't forget about the Rothschild family!" Monica touched the ancient-looking gold ring on her finger, shaped like a pouncing tiger. The Rothschilds, besides their business acumen, were known for their dominance, and this power was one of the secrets to their longstanding position at the peak of society.

"Do you know who dies the fastest? It's those without power who recklessly threaten others!" Tarzan slowly drew his sword, and despite the impossibility of anyone witnessing its speed, a cry was heard as Monica's arm was severed. Facing Tarzan, she had no chance to defend herself.

"You're ruthless enough!" The threatening undertones of her words were significant. She had made up her mind to rely on her financial prowess to make a statement to the federal government. Otherwise, they would not take her seriously.

"Hahaha! It seems that making a move against the granddaughter of a federal senator doesn't feel any different! Let me try my hand at this grandson." After speaking, he once again struck at Barron. At this point, everyone was prepared, but Danny stepped in front of Barron, only to be slapped away by a thunderous blow from Tarzan. A sword exploded like a thunderbolt, feeling the immense momentum, Barron's face turned ashen, resigned to his fate! He stared at Tarzan with widened eyes, and suddenly the Sword of Breaking Mountains stopped at his nose, before Barron could catch his breath, the tip of the sword disappeared and Barron's arm flew into the air.

"Hahaha! How does it feel? Are you afraid of me? Kill them all! What are you waiting for? Let them turn into zombies, then come back and eliminate them! Is that too much to ask?" Tarzan was somewhat frenzied at this point, his provocative behavior more like satisfying a desire to trample on power, as he looked down on the two whose arms he had just severed.

The frenzied Tarzan was completely oblivious to the danger behind him, suddenly a large boulder came crashing down, in an instant, he became alert and turned around with a sword, the shattered sword's edge continued to strike towards the danger, but a huge fist sent him flying. The sudden turn of events caused the bullets aimed at the students to be directed at this sudden appearance of a giant monster.