Chapter 328: Misunderstanding, a Massive Misunderstanding

"What else? We're negotiating—hey, don't zone out!"

Zhang Su waved at Jiege, noticing his gaze had frozen the moment he saw Zhang Su's weapon; he already understood what was going on and swiftly devised a response.

"Aren't you here to swap weapons? How about these rifles? The Blue Dragon Corps has plenty in stock—we've all swapped with them for this model before!"

Zhang Su patted the Type 95 on his shoulder.

Hearing Zhang Su's words, Jiege suddenly realized—he'd been an idiot. How could a local farmer possibly possess standard-issue weapons? If they did, they'd have to come from a military base—either through smuggling, trade, or war loot.

But could this group have taken down the Blue Dragon Corps?

The answer was naturally no!

"Right, right, I just forgot the model name—haha, yeah, five more of these rifles. Brother, name your price—how do we swap?"

"We've already transported the medicine back to Kuanzhuang, but we've got plenty of weapons. Let us first see the raccoon dog pelts—if the quality's good, we'll set a price, and I'll send my men back to fetch the medicine for you!"

Zhang Su spread his hands.

"No problem. Come here, brother—take a look! I'm Liu Shijie. What's your surname?"

Liu Shijie gestured to Zhang Su while introducing himself.

Zhang Su gave a signal to someone beside him and said casually, "We've just met—no need to know details. Let's get to the matter at hand."

Liu Shijie saw three or four people walking over at once. He'd been about to stop them, but hearing their words, he froze. He'd been polite enough—yet they wouldn't even give their names?

A flicker of anger rose in him, but he hid it. After all, his position was weaker—he'd better stay low. He opened the trunk, pulled out a raccoon dog pelt, and said, "Brother, check this out—look at the sheen. One pelt shouldn't be worth less than two boxes of Oxcarbazepine?"

Zhang Su had never heard of Oxcarbazepine and didn't care what the man was saying. He took the pelt from his hand as naturally as a wealthy landowner, nodding slowly, gently stroking the soft fur. The quality was truly impressive—he smiled, then turned to his scattered companions and said, "The raccoon dog pelts brought by the Shanhai District boys are really top-notch!"

"Of course they are—hey… ah… what are you doing?!"

Without warning, one second Jiege was still trying to sell the pelt, the next his arms were twisted behind his back, and a massive hand slammed his head down—his neck couldn't even straighten!

"Stay put. Don't move!"

"If you don't want to die, stay still!"

"Kneel down, you bastard!"

Tap-tap, tap-tap…

In a flash, the Tiansmayu men, who had been standing in loose formation, moved with lightning speed the moment they heard "really top-notch," subduing the nearest targets. A few gunshots rang out, accompanied by screams.

One of those screams came from Su Xiaoya. She stood at the back of the crowd, completely unaware of what was happening—until she saw the men move, and that fierce-looking woman actually opened fire…

Thud, thud…

Two bodies collapsed to the ground, blood trickling from their foreheads, soaking into the earth in wide pools, eyes still wide open in death.

"I wasn't sure I could capture him alive…"

"Me neither…"

Zheng Xinyu and Wu Lue shrugged helplessly. They knew "really top-notch" was the signal to take control—but they had self-awareness. To prevent things from spiraling out of hand, they chose the most direct method to resolve the problem.

"Aaah… you've broken the rules! You don't follow order! You'll be shunned by every other survivor!"

Liu Shijie, his neck pinned, watched his captured companions and the brothers lying in pools of blood, his face twisted in furious rage.

"Even in the apocalypse, there are rules! If you do this, you'll—uh—"

Thud!

"Fuck, enough with the blabbering!"

Lu Yubo drove his knee into Liu Shijie's lower back, instantly silencing him.

"Fine. I'll teach you about rules right now!"

Zhang Su turned, slapped Liu Shijie's cheek with a dismissive pat, draped the raccoon dog pelt over his head like some northwest bandit, then walked to the pickup truck and opened the rear door. "Xiao Shuai, can you still talk?"

??

Because the pickup's windows were tinted, no one could see the back seat—until Zhang Su opened the door and called out the name. Only then did the Tiansmayu group realize Qi Xiaoshuai had been kidnapped.

"Fuck you, you dare touch our brother?!"

"Motherfucker, motherfucker, motherfucker!"

When they saw Qi Xiaoshuai, bloodied and battered, Lu Yubo and Lü Leiyang exploded. Though Lü Leiyang's curses lacked force, his kicks were brutal—his daily training wasn't wasted. A few stomps had the man screaming and retching.

"Boss Zhang, I… I got caught off guard, but I didn't tell them our camp's location."

Qi Xiaoshuai, bound and tilted upward, looked at Zhang Su with a twisted, pitiful smile.

"Here, take your medicine first. Then we'll teach these people about rules."

Saying this, Zhang Su handed Qi Xiaoshuai a dull gray pill, then pulled out his dagger and swiftly sliced through the ropes binding him.

At this moment, Liu Shijie was terrified. He'd never imagined their acting was this good—from the moment Xiao Bo first spoke to them, to just now examining the pelt—there had been zero flaws. Pure acting talent. Had they been actors before the collapse?

Not only was their acting flawless, their gear was top-tier. Not only was their gear top-tier, they were ruthless and silent. He'd seen clearly—the two who fired their guns. One was a girl who looked delicate, yet she killed without hesitation. What must the men be like?

These were ruthless people—more ruthless than the Blue Dragon Corps.

"Brothers, do you… know each other? This is a misunderstanding! There's a misunderstanding! There's got to be a massive misunderstanding!"

Liu Shijie didn't wait for Zhang Su to finish—he writhed and shouted, sweat beading on his forehead despite the cold, trickling down his cheeks.

"Know each other? Heh…"

Zhang Su turned, glanced at Liu Shijie, sneered, then ordered the others: "Xinyu, get ropes. Tie them all up. Anyone who resists—five-car dismemberment."

"Five-car dismemberment." Four simple words carried immense power. The men who had been struggling instantly went still. They couldn't imagine what that scene would look like…

The group moved swiftly. Within minutes, all five—including Liu Shijie—were bound and kneeling neatly beside the Camry.

(End of chapter)