557 The Mess in the Browning Square, The Outlaws Battle for Supremacy (1/2)

Day 130 - 2:19 PM - Browning Square, Bellmawr, Camden County, New Jersey, United States of America

Browning Square. It was where the Outlaws previously led by Jude, Illia, and Else resided.

With the sudden disappearance of their leaders, however, turned the place upside down. These outlaws had their respective factions within this group. All these factions were held together by Jude using force and coercion. Not what they were gone, the strongest ones among the outlaws started to contend for leadership.

After all, to these kinds of people, who did not want to be the leader? The leader was feared, had benefits, and command the whole group. There were a lot of benefits to being the leader of a lawless group like this.

But of course, the question was whether they would be able to defeat the other contenders for the position.

And there was the problem lay.

It should be just a contest between powers, or everything would be meaningless. If one of the factions could suppress the others, things would immediately end with a new leader rising in the group. The winning side would not wantonly kill the losing side either since, without enough members, the group would cease to function.

But what about if the factions had equal power and none of them wanted to admit defeat?

It would turn into a deadly battle.

That was what was currently happening in the Browning Square.

Three factions were fighting for supremacy, and each side had two leaders.

One of the factions had already been defeated after one of their leaders died and the other heavily injured. Now, what was left of them stood watching by the side as the two remaining factions fought each other.

In the remaining two factions, one was led by the Swift Brothers. Because of the failure of their last mission, they had lost a lot of people under them. However, the two alone managed to fight equally against the members of the opposite side.

As for the other side, it was led by a man and a woman. Behind them were the stronger members of this group.

And right now, both groups were facing against each other in a deathmatch.

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Mark used [Optical Camouflage] on himself and landed atop the concrete signboard of the Browning Square. It was very close to the two groups currently facing each other.

Looking around, Mark found too many dead bodies. It seemed that these people did not care anymore who would die in this battle. The slaves had it worse and were dragged into this bloodshed too.

”Swift Brothers, you pair of cowards. Just give up.”

The woman on the opposite faction called out with arrogance.

Mark looked at her and could not help but feel interested.

Of course, not because he was a woman, but because of her mutation.

”Dragon scales?”

Mark murmured.

He was not sure about it. However, he felt a familiar vibe from these scales. It was similar to the mutation of the boss and the young master of Death Valley Settlement.

If that was the case, it was no wonder that the Swift Brothers were having a hard time facing her.

”Don't f*ck with me!”

The older one of the Swift brothers charged forward. Blood splattered around as he cut the heads of the woman's lackeys that tried to block him.

He then appeared behind the woman, trying to behead her too. But before his bone blade could reach her neck, the woman raised her arm.

CLANG!

The older Swift failed his attack, and he could only retreat.

Mark watched that happen and could only nod.

Both these brothers were speed types. Although their bone blades were sharp, they were still lacking in strength to be able to cut through the woman's scales.

Furthermore, the younger brother was also entangled against the other leader of the opposing faction.

The second leader was a muscular man. He had exaggeratedly bulging muscles with an unnatural copper sheen. Furthermore, he was only wearing speedos.

No matter how one looked at him, he looked like he just went out of a bodybuilding competition after overdosing steroids.

And the worst of it...

”Honey, just give up. You and your brother are on the losing side already.”

He had a sharp campy voice that did not match his appearance at all.

”Just what manga did that guy jumped out of?”

Mark murmured with a shiver. Seeing this in real life, he could not understand how anime and manga protagonists felt after encountering such a creature.

”F*ck off!”

The younger Swift brother shouted as he disappeared in place. He then appeared, crouching to the side of the Speedo Guy, slashing his bone blade towards the enemy's leg.

PAKIN!

However, that sound of breaking metal echoed as the Speedo Guy slapped the blade from above, breaking it into two. The Speedo Guy then followed with a punch.

The punch seemed weak. However, the pressure that it gave was enough to make a person freeze in fear.

Of course, the punch missed, unable to match the speed of the younger Swift Brother.

”It's a stalemate, huh.”

That was Mark's deduction of the situation.

Since the leaders of the factions could not do anything to each other, it was no wonder that the people following their leaders were the ones dying instead.

To win this battle, the leader of the other faction should at least submit. However, both sides could not do anything to deal with each other.

If the woman with rainbow scales and the Speedo Guy wanted to win, they needed to catch the Swift Brothers. However, they did not have the speed required to do so. The only thing they could do was stand in place and anticipate the attack of the brothers and aim for a counter-attack.

On the other hand, while the Swift Brothers had the speed, they lacked the strength to defeat the two enemy leaders. Furthermore, since the two enemies were not attacking, the brothers had no choice but to keep charging.

What made the situation even worse was that the battle here had drawn the attention of the infected. Many of them were running to this place.

”Soo, the walls will be knocked down, and this place will become a graveyard.”

Mark said after seeing the large number of infected trying to break down the walls that the outlaws erected around this place.

Some were trying to clear the infected from their positions. However, they were lacking in hands as many people already died because of the power struggle.

”I'll wait a bit.”

Mark said as he searched for a comfortable sitting position atop the concrete signboard.

After five minutes, however, Mark was already yawning.

The leaders had their strengths and weaknesses. And this battle had the worst pairing.

”Those brothers had too much pride. It should be easier if they both dealt with one enemy first before killing the other.”

That was what Mark observed. These brothers were cowards if their enemy was far stronger than them. But if it was equal or below to them in strength, they would not budge.