My Garbage Collecting Cheat-Skill in Survival Game

"Kill?" The bald man in the Mustache laughed.

"We were clearing the small bugs from our turf," then gave a menacing look at Ray, "just a big one still remains to be cleared."

Ray ignores his threat and repeated again, "Why did you kill them?"

Then the man who was driving, he was younger than the bald man, and had a deep cut in his chest, which he was flaunting with his torn vest.

He laughed at Ray, "This fool wants to know the reason, seems he also needs his head blasted like those morons."

The dozens of men behind pointed their guns towards Ray who wasn't unfazed. Seeing this, the bald man raised his hands to stop the man, "I'll ask you one more time. Where are the cars or your death will be more gruesome than what you just saw."

However, Ray didn't answer. Instead, he asked, "Are those cars yours?" he asked.

The man in the Mustache smiled, "Yes, everything in this land belongs to us, and even you." He mocked and the others began to laugh.

Then his laughing expressions changed into serious ones, "Listen you little shit! This is Raven Gang's turf and you have not only trespassed into our land but you have also stole what was ours."

"Yours you say?" Ray laughed behind his onyx mask, "And what cars? When I came here, this lot was empty so, what cars are you talking about?"

His words changed the expressions of their faces, especially the two men in front. The young guy with scars asked, "How is this possible? The owner of this building had told us about this closed parking area which he used to hide his car collection, or he just lied about all of this?"

But the bald man still had doubts about Ray's words or he had trust in the words of the owner of the cars. He asked Ray in a serious tone, "If what you said is right, then what were you doing in this place?"

Ray nonchalantly answered him, "For what you say? Like all others, I came here to find some loot, or maybe a car itself."

"Then where are the cars?" the bald man asked.

Ray shrugged, "How do I know?"

"Then there is no need for you, go die." The young man with scars pointed his short gun at point blank towards Ray. However, the bald man stopped.

"Wait!"

"That truck over there! It wasn't in the description by the owner, is it yours?" he asked Ray who nodded.

"Then open it." He demanded.

Ray in a serious tone, "What! Do you think I'm hiding your cars in my truck?"

"Mine? It was yours but now it's ours. For trespassing in our turf, you have been sentenced to death." The young man mocked while told Ray to open the truck.

Ray followed the command and approached the truck, then looking back, he asked, "Are you really going to kill me?"

"HAHAHHA"

"HAHAHHA"

"HAHAHHA"

"No, we'll take you back as a guest," one of the men behind mocked, then in a serious tone, he continued, "or maybe we'll just take your dead body to extract your organs and then feed your meat to those brainless beasts."

"HAHAHHA"

"HAHAHHA"

Once he was finished, Ray opened the truck, but with that he pulled a shield made up of bones in front and hopped inside the truck.

"Bang!"

As he expected, just as he opened the door and tried to hop inside the truck, the young man in scars pulled the trigger, blasting the bone shield into powder.

Ray was hit in his back but he safely entered the truck.

[Arsenal Truck]

[Health: 99.99%]

"Shoot this bastard and make a hole in this thing." The man in the moustache yelled and ordered others.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Just with one command, the barrage of bullets landed on the truck. However, just as he entered the truck, Ray pressed two buttons simultaneously.

Soon, the heavy shields covered the whole truck while the minuscule damaged parts began to restore themselves. Second, the machine gun on the back of the truck made a sleek sound.

"Click!"

The man in the moustache was the first to notice this and jumped at the back of the pillar while before others could make a move, a burst of machine gun open fire, making holes in their body.

Ray on the other hand had his back burnt with tiny parts of cartridges stabbed in his back which was burning like hell.

"Shit!" he cursed, the shot was taken from such a close range that it tore the leather armor on his body and gave him damage which won't be healed by itself.

Bracing the pain, he first took out the low-level healing pill, given to him by Rohan in the first mini-game. He swallowed the pill and the pain began to subside.

Ray waited for a minute to see if he needed to take other measures if the pain didn't go away, but after a minute, the tiny parts of shells fell off from his back.

Looking outside, he saw dozens of men were dead, and only the moustache man was alive who was hiding behind the thick pillar.

"They have ruined the whole mood." Ray muttered in frustrated tone.

He removed the old armor and wore the new one, this time attached with metal plates, the modified version of the leather armor.

Without getting out of his vehicle, he simply lowered the shields, then looked at the bald man who had peed his pants in fear and now he was already soaked in the blood of his gang members.

The bald man attempted to beg for his life when he saw Ray staring at him with a magic gun aimed at him, but Ray wasted no time in blowing his head.

Although he was aware that they were non-player characters (NPCs) and that killing them would prevent them from reviving like other players, he still chose to kill them because they were the ones who came to take his life.

He just left the heaps of bodies behind and drove out of the underground parking after leaving Tusk a message.

[Find me the group of NPCs who sell items out of the safe zone.]