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Neither of the two sides wanted to start first. So, the strange stalemate was formed until two trucks suddenly appeared on the street. Under the tensions, inferno wolves started to attack Rock unitedly. Two loud gunshots sounded, two inferno wolves at the front were taken down immediately.

As he hurriedly refilled the bullets in despair, Rock heard dense gunshots and several wolves in front of him fell down one by one. Only at that time, he noticed several familiar old men on the trucks who live two streets away from him. He instantly realized he was saved.

Kevin nodded in understanding after hearing the narration of Rock. Peter also stood beside Kevin and listened the story while his men were busy transporting things on the trucks back into the house.

Pedro introduced himself, "Peter, detective. We came from San Chirstobal as fast as we could when we received the call.", and asked, "What happened later? Did you guys stroll around the village? Emm, did you find other survivors?"

Kevin was also very interested in this matter. Although he put the lives of their father and daughter in the first place and tried to flee from the village by themselves while neglecting other people nearby, he still hope that he would see many other familiar people alive after this.

After all, the situations were different. Who would not be afraid if that portal was just in front of their house. Kevin also made the best decision for them at that time.

Rock sighed bitterly, " Rock Aderson. Nice to meet you here Detective Peter. Glad to see you guys here. With you, we might be able to get out of here. The situation was very bad. After we took necessary things, we did indeed tried to move around the village. Unfortunately, we found no living people nearby, but just wolves and little dwarfs."

Peter corrected, "Goblins, not dwarfs."

The two men strangely looked him so Pedro felt regret for his unbearable mouth. He explained, "I am a fantasy comics fan. Don't mind me. Please continue your experience Rock. We need a good intel."

Rock took back his strange looks and continued the story, "We heard gunshots from the south, so we wanted to go there. But."

The tone changed and he suddenly said with fear, "But we met a very troublesome guy on the way. That was a three meters high ugly fatty. When we saw him, that guy was biting a thigh. A human thigh. So, we decided to eliminate that monster. You might not believe it. That fatty was no ordinary one like those little dwarfs, uh yea, goblins and wolves. The point was that fatty was strange. We wasted a lot of bullets but we caused no damage to him."

Rock slapped the Gatling and said, "Except this guy. Normal bullets were useless against him. It was just like hitting the sandbag with your fists."

Then, he pointed at three rods which were randomly discarded on the truck, and said, "We had to use these. RPG-7, our ultimate weapon we had in our hands. Three of them and ten frags. We used all we got to kill him."