Get a Pretty Female Doctor's Assistant

The men were momentarily stunned and turned around in surprise. In their line of sight was a young man wearing a down jacket, holding a rusty knife and pointing it at them.

"Oh my god, I thought I was surrounded by a group of people! Turns out I scared myself!" one of the men slapped his chest, feeling somewhat guilty about the situation.

The others were in a similar state. Before the apocalypse, they had suppressed their true nature due to the law, but now their true selves were revealed. Now that there was only one person confronting them, the men relaxed a bit and showed a trace of disdain, saying, "Kid, want to meddle in our affairs?"

Hillary, who was leading them, also stepped forward, impatiently saying, "This is none of your business, get lost, or else I'll kill you."

Anthony remained calm. With his significantly enhanced physical attributes, he couldn't handle mutant zombies, but dealing with a few jerks was a piece of cake. He had made up his mind to save this woman! In a calm tone, he said, "I've taken a liking to this woman. You guys can leave."

As soon as these words were spoken, the large pharmacy suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked at Anthony as if he were a fool, and the woman next to him looked even more despairing. "Haha, big brother, I think this kid has probably gone crazy from the zombies. He's even holding a rusty old knife! Could it be that he wants to imitate those martial arts films and take on the eight of us alone?"The attendants couldn't help laughing wildly.

Hillary also looked at Anthony with a sneer and said, "Kid, since you've made me laugh, hand over the supplies in your backpack, then kneel down and kowtow three times to beg for mercy from us, call us heroes, and maybe I'll spare your dog's life. How about that?"

"It seems you didn't understand what I meant," Anthony shook his head somewhat regretfully. He didn't want to conflict with humans. However, some fools just couldn't see the situation clearly and insisted on seeking death. In that case, he had no choice.

Upon hearing this, Hillary's expression turned cold, wasting no more words. He stepped back a few steps and said, "Take this kid down."

"Yes, boss." The attendant stood up one by one and surrounded Anthony.

"A bunch of self-righteous idiots," Anthony muttered under his breath, his expression becoming sharp as he slightly bent his body.

"Damn it, you're asking for it, I'll kill you!" One of the attendant, dragging a steel pipe, cursed and charged forward, taking the lead. When he was three or four steps away from Anthony, he swung the pipe, aiming directly for Anthony's head without leaving any room for escape.

If this young punk in front of him wasn't given a lesson, he wouldn't understand the cruelty of the world!Anthony narrowed his eyes. Facing the strong wind coming at him, he shifted his body to the side, easily evading the attack. Then, to the disbelief of the lackey, he swiftly grabbed the steel pipe with his left hand and pulled it forcefully, using the momentum to deliver a horizontal slash with the rusty knife in his right hand.

This was a killing move specifically designed for zombies by the gym's system spirit instructor, but he never expected to use it in combat against humans. a round head flew into the air. With the loss of its head, a large amount of blood gushed from the neck, and the body twitched convulsively on the ground, blood spreading across the floor. The scene was extremely bloody.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the pharmacy became eerie. "He killed Duncan ," one of the attendant trembled, clearly frightened by the strike.

Hillary was also shocked by Anthony's ruthlessness. He had chopped off a person's head with for a moment. This person was probably a madman. Swallowing nervously, the contempt vanished from Hillary's face, and he directly shouted, "Brothers, be careful. Let's attack together. This guy is dangerous." Even without Hillary's command, the other six attendant had also witnessed Anthony's prowess.

They exchanged glances with each other, then turned their gaze towards Anthony, and in unison, they rushed towards him. "Damn it, I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!" Splurch—splurch splurch—the sound of the knife entering flesh echoed continuously. The rusty knife moved like a wandering dragon, shuttling back and forth among the six men. In just a few seconds, all six men who had charged at him lay motionless in a pool of blood, their eyes wide open. As for Anthony, aside from taking a few blows, he had no significant issues.

After dealing with the attendant, Anthony flicked the blood off the knife, glanced at the headless bodies on the ground, and then looked up at Hillary, who stood frozen in place. He calmly said, "Now, it's your turn."

"I..brother...no...boss, I was wrong." Hillary snapped out of his daze and immediately knelt on the ground, frantically kowtowing. This wasn't some ignorant young man, but a god of death, a ruthless killer. Especially the image of seven rolling heads on the ground completely shattered his courage.

"boss, it was my mistake. Considering how difficult it is for everyone to survive in this apocalypse, please spare me," Hillary pleaded desperately. "I promise, I will never do such a thing again. From today onwards, you are my ancestor. I'll give you this woman, you can do whatever you want with her."

Anthony let out a mocking smile. Spare him? If he let him go now, who knows when this guy would come back to stab him in the back. Cutting grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze will bring it back to life. He understood the nature of people in the apocalypse very well.

Anthony looked at Hillary with a smile and said, "Are you sure you won't do it again?"

Hearing this, Hillary felt a glimmer of hope and quickly crawled over, still kneeling, and said, "I won't, absolutely won't. If there is a next time, I..."

Without waiting for him to finish, a flash of the knife passed by. Hillary stared wide-eyed at the headless body in front of him, a trace of confusion rising in his mind. How was this headless guy wearing his clothes? Unfortunately, he would never know the answer.

Kicking away the convulsing body, Anthony, with an expressionless face, walked towards the woman. She was around twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, with a beautifully delicate face. She was wearing a blue sports jacket over a white t-shirt, and a pair of tight jeans perfectly outlined her curvy figure.

But the woman's gaze was vacant now, and she didn't even pay attention to the torn white t-shirt, which exposed the purple lace bra that wrapped around her plump flesh. Obviously, she was terrified by the bloody scene.

"Ahem...cough, cough!" Anthony cleared his throat a few times, and the woman finally snapped out of it. Feeling the coolness on her chest, she quickly covered it with one hand, her gaze towards Anthony filled with fear. Evidently, she was also deeply frightened by Anthony's decisive killing just now.

Anthony had no intention of explaining to her and directly asked, "Are you a doctor?"

"I'm a chief physician in the surgical department at the First People's Hospital of Linxian City," the woman replied truthfully. Although she was not afraid of death, she was very resistant to the experience of being beheaded.

"Surgical department?" Anthony was not familiar with the medical level of the First People's Hospital of Linxian City, but a surgeon was definitely a valuable asset. Moreover, this woman was young and already in a position as a chief physician, indicating some level of skill. He nodded and asked, "What's your name?"

"Verna," the woman said her name.

"Good, Verna, I saved you, and from now on, you belong to me," Anthony said, extending his hand towards Verna.

Verna hesitated for a moment and a blush appeared on her face. The words of this man were too ambiguous. What did he mean by "belong to him"? Was he interested in her body? Verna considered herself somewhat attractive. She was even called the hospital's beauty in the surgical department and had been pursued by eight men. It was normal for someone to be attracted to her, but she was unsure about the current situation. If this man treated her well, maybe it wouldn't be so bad...

With these thoughts in mind, Verna blushed and bit her lip, extending her hand to shake his. Anthony looked at the flushed face of Verna and knew that she misunderstood his intention, but he couldn't be bothered to explain. He directly said, "My base needs to stock up on some medicines, and we also need a doctor like you to help us fight against diseases in the future. However, I don't understand the specific uses of these drugs. As the doctor of my base for now, I'll rely on you."

So, it was her identity as a doctor that he was interested in. Verna sensed a hint of meaning in his words, but she wouldn't let her guard down. As for now, Verna cooperated and asked, "Just collecting medicines?"

"What else do you want to do?" Anthony asked impatiently.

Verna was taken aback once again. She doesn't believe that a man won't be tempted by a completely disarmed beauty. It could only mean that this man was still concealing his true intentions. But she quickly understood. Let him keep up the pretense. It was much better than those beasts who pounced like wolves as soon as they met.

With that in mind, Verna no longer dwelled on it and accepted her fate calmly, quickly entering work mode. "Penicillin is essential, as well as gauze, iodine, cotton swabs, and syringes...," Verna pointed to a pile, and Anthony found and put them in the bag as she mentioned. The two quickly packed two large bags of medicine. Just as they were preparing to leave, a roar came from nearby.