Chapter 102: Good luck to you (The second update will be in a few minutes)

"Here, your favorite chocolate bread!"

Zheng Xinyu handed a bulging plastic package to Zhang Su.

"Good girl."

Zhang Su liked chocolate bread and often bought it from a bakery in Wanda Mall. But now, obviously, there was no such condition. Being able to have this kind of assembly-line product was already quite rare. He smiled and pinched Zheng Xinyu's cheek.

A group of people walked into the dilapidated ramen restaurant. Under their feet, it was all broken glass, tables and chairs were scattered, the refrigerator was lying on the ground wide open, and several soda bottles were broken on the ground. Through the window, you could see the kitchen, which was even messier than the dining area, with only moldy dough left on the counter!

"Damn, I thought I could eat some marinated beef."

Lu Yubo walked into the kitchen and rummaged around with a grain sampler, only to see scattered cilantro and green onions.

"Marinated beef, why don't you dream about it!" Zhang Su teased, and then said to the people sitting down: "I think everyone is curious about this skinny guy. Let me introduce him. He is my employee, named Wu Lue. Yes, you don't know, actually I opened a convenience store, not far from here!"

A few sentences, a lot of information, everyone digested it for a long time.

"My god, Zhang Su, it turns out even the convenience store is yours, no wonder you always push some strange things to me!"

Zheng Xinyu put one hand on her hip, her cheeks bulging. Her face, smeared with some dust, didn't look so beautiful, but her eyes were still very bright. She looked at Zhang Su sideways, recalling the experience of this year, and she didn't know how much unjust money had been earned by this black-hearted guy.

Tan Huajun joked: "It turns out Little Wu and I are colleagues. Brother Su, you hide very deep. Even the two sisters-in-law don't know you have other industries?"

"Hmph! I'm afraid it's not just us who don't know, does Wu Lue know either?" Zheng Xinyu looked at Wu Lue.

Wu Lue was surprised: "Wow, sister-in-law, you are really amazing. I really don't know... how did you know?"

"How did I..."

"Alright, no need to say more!"

Zhang Su interrupted the two, rolled his eyes at Zheng Xinyu. All his little calculations were shaken out!

Then he said to everyone again: "Wu Lue was hiding in the convenience store with another female employee of mine. But a few days ago, a group of people rushed into the convenience store, kicked him out, and imprisoned my other female employee!"

"What should we do? Holy crap, then we have to go save her quickly!"

Zhao Dezhu became anxious immediately after hearing Zhang Su's words, and then felt that his reaction was too intense, and looked at Yu Qing with embarrassment.

Yu Qing didn't even lift her head, sleepy after taking the medicine, but it wasn't convenient to leave her alone in the car now.

"That's right, I do want to save people, but this..."

"Brother Su, isn't this too disregarding the safety of the team? Don't pull me, let me speak..."

Before Zhang Su finished speaking, Song Yijun, sitting in the corner, couldn't help but raise a question: "It was very risky to save Wu Lue before. Are you going to take everyone to take risks again?"

"Damn, stop talking!" Kuang Miao didn't stop Song Yijun, but smiled at Zhang Su: "Su, Brother Su, sorry..."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the ramen restaurant became very heavy.

Several old members beside Zhang Su glared at Song Yijun angrily. Whether saving people was reasonable was one thing, but openly challenging the leader of the team like this was another.

Yu Wen seemed to be taking care of his daughter Yu Qing, but he looked at Song Yijun with a strange look.

Zhang Su put down the bread in his hand, licked his dry lips, chuckled, and walked toward Song Yijun.

"Brother Su, don't, don't be like this, Chen Hanzhou and I will persuade him, don't..."

Seeing this, Kuang Miao stepped forward to beg. He was really afraid that Zhang Su would get angry and cut Song Yijun with a knife.

Zhang Su patted Kuang Miao on the shoulder, walked to Song Yijun, and said: "I can see you have a lot of opinions about me. I'll give you a chance: leave the team and go to your own vast world."

Zhang Su's words didn't surprise anyone present.

The team needs unity, and a team surviving in the apocalypse needs to be of one mind.

Sometimes the leader's decisions aren't perfect, but everyone must work together to complete them. This is survival in the apocalypse, not scientific research in a laboratory. One question after another, one deliberation after another, will never lead to good results.

"I agree!"

A scene that surprised everyone appeared.

The first person to stand up and agree with Zhang Su was actually Chen Hanzhou, who escaped from school with Song Yijun!

"Since the zombie luring mission, Song Yijun has been full of complaints about Brother Su's decisions. I think he has lost his mind. He is purely targeting the person, not the matter. As long as Brother Su makes a suggestion, he denies it completely. Kuang Miao and Sister Tan can prove what I said!"

Chen Hanzhou's face was unusually serious. He had become like this since he killed Liang Dacheng's lackey at the gas station.

"You, Chen Hanzhou, who the hell are you with? Why are you turning your elbows out?"

Song Yijun became anxious immediately. He had treated his classmate as one of his own.

"Yes, Little Chen is right!" Tan Huajun originally planned to tell Zhang Su secretly. Now that the matter was brought up, she didn't need to hide it anymore and announced the content of the conversation in the car one by one.

*Awoo, awoo, awoo. *

Perhaps the discussion was too loud, a zombie appeared at the door and was solved by Zhong Xiaoshan and Lu Yubo, who were close to the door.

Everyone focused their attention on Song Yijun and Zhang Su again.

"You like democracy, no problem. Go build a democratic team yourself. I'll take this opportunity to reorganize the team and ask everyone: who else likes democracy? You can go with Song Yijun!"

Zhang Su turned back to look at everyone and pointed outside the car: "You can take rations. If there are more than three people, I'll even give you a car!"

He didn't even consider using the 【Loyalty Brand】 on Song Yijun because he didn't deserve it.

Despite such generous conditions, everyone shook their heads. Democracy, my ass. Many times they didn't even have an idea, and they just hoped someone would lead them to survive.

"I, did I say I wanted to leave? I was just making suggestions. If you don't accept them, fine, I don't want to leave!"

Song Yijun's face turned red and white. Seeing the zombie kicked down the stairs by Lu Yubo, a panic suddenly welled up in his heart. The outside world was so terrifying, could he really do it after leaving the team?

Asking himself, the answer was no...

Complaining and refuting were just for a moment of pleasure; he didn't want to leave the team.

"No, your existence has seriously affected the unity of the team. You must leave today. If you don't leave, don't blame me."

Zhang Su put his hand on the scabbard at his waist. The meaning was very clear. Before, there was no sufficient reason, so he couldn't act casually. Now, the reason was sufficient.

After a day of sunshine, the temperature warmed up slightly, reaching ten degrees or so, but everyone felt the temperature in the ramen restaurant drop sharply, instantly falling to zero!

If it were before the disaster, some people would think Zhang Su might just be saying a harsh word to feel good, but now no one doubted him. He would definitely do what he said.

"Don't, Brother Su, his brain has a bag (he's an idiot), don't argue with him."

Kuang Miao begged hurriedly.

He didn't like Song Yijun's approach, but they were classmates after all, and their dorms were close. They had known each other before, and their relationship was considered good.

Zhang Su shook his head and said: "This matter must be settled clearly today. He will create extremely unfavorable influences for us at critical moments. This is very dangerous, he must go!"

It was indeed normal for there to be different voices in the team. Just like Kuang Miao would also make some different suggestions, Zheng Xinyu, Lu Yubo, and Yu Wen would occasionally make their own suggestions. Song Yijun was different; he just opposed purely to disgust people and used words to divide the team's cohesion. This was terrifying!

"Su..."

Pei Lan was about to speak, but was pulled by Lu Yubo. She pursed her lips and finally didn't make a sound.

Song Yijun didn't expect things to develop to this point. His face was extremely ugly, his hands were clenched into fists, and he gritted his teeth: "Fine, I'll go! Give me my things!"

"I do what I say. Xinyu, give him a backpack of supplies!" Zhang Su was very straightforward. Anyway, those things weren't his, they were calculated from the inventory of the students.

"Hey, don't be so impulsive!"

Kuang Miao pulled Song Yijun. He was really anxious. He looked at Chen Hanzhou, then at Pei Lan. One was glaring, wishing Song Yijun would get out quickly, and the other was dodging his eyes and not looking at him.

"Brother Su, if you insist on letting Song Yijun go, I'll go with him!"

Kuang Miao said something that made everyone's jaws drop.

Song Yijun was stunned, looking at Kuang Miao in disbelief. In his heart, there was gratitude, guilt, and deeper disgust and hatred for Zhang Su.

Zhang Su frowned at Kuang Miao. In less than three seconds, he smiled: "No problem. Xinyu, give them another backpack of supplies!"

How could the trick of a child threatening an adult make Zhang Su compromise? He didn't care about the students at all; it was they who insisted on following, and then caused trouble after following.

"You just love being a good person!"

Chen Hanzhou looked at Kuang Miao with anger at his lack of ambition and turned away. In his view, this kind of dispute was extremely stupid!

"Good brother!"

Song Yijun held Kuang Miao's arm, a flush of excitement rising on his face. He turned to look at everyone: "Is there anyone else who wants to go together? Three people can share a car. This is what Zhang Su said himself!"

However, the response Song Yijun got was only silence. Everyone looked at him like he was a fool.

"Learning to be angry, life and death will be unpredictable when you go out, silly child..."

Yu Wen shook his head and muttered, feeling that college students nowadays were really immature.

Song Yijun didn't feel anything, but was heroic: "If a person isn't crazy, they aren't young. Since we are young, we must be crazy. Uncle Fish-Killer, two teachers, do you want to go with us? We are democratic, we vote, we don't have a dictatorship!"

Zhao Dezhu made a humorous and strange expression and shook his head, not even answering.

Yu Wen shook his head with an encouraging smile, meaning: I wish you a bright future.

Soon Zheng Xinyu brought two backpacks full of supplies, bulging. She didn't play any tricks on this, lest she be criticized by the other party, which would affect Zhang Su's prestige.

Zhang Su took them from her and put them on the table: "Stop the speech, good luck to you!"

"Thank you!" Song Yijun said coldly, picked up the backpack, and weighed it. Feeling the heavy weight, he felt a little regretful, but the arrow was already on the string.

"Brother Su, although I haven't been with you for long, I still learned a lot. Thank you, really." Kuang Miao was very sincere. He really didn't want to leave, but he couldn't let go of his friend.

Song Yijun and Kuang Miao put on their backpacks and walked out of the ramen restaurant in everyone's eyes. Both knew there was a large group of zombies wandering on Jianshe Road to the left, so they walked to the right.

"Really childish, thinking it's like arguing with adults at home before... sigh."

Tan Huajun's daughter was a few years younger than them. She looked at them like juniors, just like her daughter who would starve herself to buy a mobile phone, finally getting so hungry she would secretly cook noodles in the kitchen and burn her hand.

Zhang Su waved his hand, tapped his finger on the table, and said: "Do you know why I don't want to accept survivors anymore? If a few more hot-headed guys like Song Yijun come, we might as well just break up!"

Zhao Dezhu rubbed his head, his expression strange: "That kid reminds me of a newcomer in the vegetable department of the supermarket before. He was the same. The leader said something, and he was unconvinced. If you ask that idiot to make suggestions, he couldn't say a word for half a day. No brain, has a temper, just ask if you are convinced."

Everyone couldn't help but smile at Zhao Dezhu's funny body language.

"Chen Hanzhou, Pei Lan, do you have any thoughts?"

Zhang Su asked the remaining two students.

Chen Hanzhou shook his head: "Brother Su, I wanted to find you to talk about Song Yijun before. Now it saves me from gossiping behind his back. But I didn't expect Kuang Miao to go crazy with him!"

Pei Lan tugged at the corner of her clothes and said weakly: "I think it's good to be with everyone. I don't understand Song Yijun's thoughts. Maybe he got used to being a little leader in school."

"You're right. That kid just wants to be the boss but has no ability, a donkey with a big mouth!" Lu Yubo commented sharply.

"Alright, don't mention it anymore!" Zhang Su didn't want to continue discussing Song Yijun and said to everyone: "You guys hurry up and eat. I'll go next door to clean up, and we'll rest in the dry cleaner in a while."

"I'll go with you!" Zheng Xinyu followed Zhang Su.

Zhong Xiaoshan, who got up a step slower, hesitated slightly, but still followed.

"Sigh... really envy Brother Su, holding left and right, two sisters-in-law not arguing! So cool..."

Lu Yubo and the other two left, sighing, his eyes glancing at Pei Lan, but she just lowered her head and ignored him.

"Why go to the trouble of resting in the dry cleaner? Isn't it fine in the ramen restaurant?"

Walking out of the store, Zheng Xinyu asked curiously.

"A ramen restaurant is at least a restaurant. Survivors passing by will likely go in to find supplies. The dry cleaner has dirty clothes. I can't say it's completely useless, but survivors who can run out are mostly not short of clothes, so the chance of being visited is lower. It's a good place to rest."

While talking, Zhang Su looked left and right. He couldn't see Kuang Miao and Song Yijun anymore, then crouched down and drilled into the dry cleaner through the shattered glass door, and urged Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan to be careful not to get scratched!

At the same time, Liang Dacheng's lackey, who had been released by Zhang Su from the gas station, pedaled his bike to the entrance of a farmers' market.

The market was not small, but there were still many storefronts left vacant outside, as if it had just been built.

"Xiao Wu?"

Before the lackey could knock on the door, a suspicious voice came from inside the iron gate of the farmers' market.

Xiao Wu was Liang Dacheng's lackey. Hearing the movement, he immediately said: "Brother Quan, open the door, open the door."

*Clang. *

A small door was opened, and Xiao Wu lifted his bike and drilled in.

There was a circle of shops in the market, and two rows of back-to-back shops in the middle, adding up to seventy or eighty storefronts. However, the occupancy rate was a bit bleak, with only twenty or so hanging signs, mostly vegetable and fruit shops, and a few small workshops specializing in takeout.

"Why did you come back alone? Where are the boss and Little Geng?"

The man guarding the door had a heavy face, having a premonition that something was wrong.

Xiao Wu's nervous face finally couldn't hold it. He threw the bike to the side, started crying, grabbed the guard's arm and said: "Dead, the boss and Little Geng are both dead..."

"Damn, dead? The second boss will go crazy. Go, hurry in and explain clearly!"

The guard took Xiao Wu to a shop specializing in fried chicken for takeout and drilled in.

Because there was no electricity, the shop was dim, two candles were burning stubbornly, four people were sitting around a dining table, three of them were playing Fight the Landlord, and the only woman left was sitting on the side, dazed.

"Xiao Wu is back? How was the trip with my brother? Did you get anything? Pair of six..."

A man smoking a cigarette finished talking to Xiao Wu and slapped two cards down.

"Pair of eight, beat it!"

"Everyone stop playing, the boss and Little Geng didn't come back..."

The guard's words made the scene freeze instantly.

Liang Xiaocheng was originally squatting on a stool. He jumped to the ground, grabbed Xiao Wu by the collar, and pulled him in front of him. The cigarette butt almost burned Xiao Wu's nose.

"Where is my brother?"

Facing Liang Xiaocheng's questioning, Xiao Wu said mournfully: "Killed by someone, the boss was killed by someone! Second brother, you have to avenge the boss!"

"This..."

"Ah?!"

Liang Xiaocheng's hair stood on end. He thought his brother had died in the mouth of a zombie, never thinking he had been killed by someone. This made him feel like his lungs were about to explode.

"My brother's skills aren't bad, and you and Little Geng were with him. How could you be killed? Who? Say it, who?"

Liang Xiaocheng almost went berserk, pushed Xiao Wu to the ground, and wanted to go up and kick him a few times, but was pulled by his companions.

Someone hurriedly closed the plastic steel door, lest the noise be too loud and attract zombies nearby.

Haha, the clinic's service is quite good. Once I said two days were enough, they immediately returned the medicine money for the third day. Not bad, not bad. A 10,000-word update is coming.

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