Chapter 180: Tit for Tat

"Damn, where did these unlucky brats come from!?"

Lu Yu, seeing the boy in a burial shroud, couldn't help but complain.

Zhang Su frowned slightly and said, "Stand over here!"

Once the two of them shuffled over to his front, Zhang Su asked, "When did you get here, and why are you hiding in the shop?"

The boy in the burial shroud rolled his eyes and said, "We've been here a while, just rummaging for food in the shop. What's it to you? You're allowed to come here, but we aren't?"

"Damn, you're pretty cocky. Are you looking to die?"

Pang Dakun's eyebrows shot up, and he shoved the barrel of his gun directly against the boy's forehead. Back in his village, he was the king of the kids, and children this age all called him "Boss Kun." Seeing someone even more arrogant than him, he naturally felt the need to teach them a lesson.

"Don't mess around, Thief."

Zhang Su waved his hand, signaling Pang Dakun to stand aside, then asked, "Where are you two from?"

"Ever heard of Beita Camp? I can tell you're not from around here; no point in telling you."

Pang Dakun's face twisted as if he were constipated, and he kicked out at the boy in the burial shroud.

"Pfft, then we'll just sit here and wait for you to take it. You have to leave eventually, right? Once you're gone, we'll take it. Let's see if you can guard this place forever."

"Beita Camp," Zhang Su muttered. He suddenly pointed toward the mobile phone store and asked, "What relation do you have to the people who died over there?"

Not wanting to kill was a shred of conscience; not offering help was a matter of reason. Intuition told Zhang Su that these two brats hadn't said a single true word.

He had met tough ones, but never ones who played the rogue like this...

The other boy followed suit, kneeling, kowtowing, and crying, snot and tears streaming down his face.

The boy in the burial shroud stopped crying, tugged at his companion, stood up, walked a few steps away—just the distance of two shops—and sat back down on the ground.

"Your village has piles of grain, how could you have no food? Still trying to lie? Get lost!"

"What are you talking about? I'll be sixteen after the New Year, I'm no little kid!"

Zhang Su didn't want to waste any more time. He left Qi Xiaoshuai to guard the vehicles to prevent the two boys from causing trouble.

"Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, I'll cripple you both!"

Zhang Su chuckled, turned to look at Pang Dakun, and said, "Doesn't this remind you of your own bratty behavior back then?"

"Please, we're so hungry, let us find some food. Actually, almost all the adults in our village are dead; we had no choice but to come out looking for food. Have pity on us."

Seeing that the other party was stubbornly arrogant, Zhang Su asked.

Zhang Su remembered the little brats who used to steal things from his convenience store. His temper flared, and he rolled up his sleeves, ready to take action.

Zhang Su made a move as if to strike.

Seeing the boy about to retort, Zhang Su waved his hand and said, "I don't care if you want to scavenge for supplies, but we killed the zombies in these shops. You can't take anything from inside them. If you want supplies, go clear the way ahead yourselves!"

"Haha, what an idiot." Lu Yu couldn't help but laugh.

The boy in the burial shroud acted like a jerk, looking down his nose at them.

The boy who had come out of the tableware rental shop shook his head blankly: "There are corpses everywhere on the street. Are dead people really that rare?"

The boy in the burial shroud was very stubborn.

Seeing the situation turn sour, the boy in the burial shroud didn't try to be a hero; he stood still obediently, glaring at Pang Dakun.

Zhang Su and the others looked at each other. Dealing with such incorrigible little rascals—killing them didn't feel right, but leaving them alone was annoying.

Qi Xiaoshuai curled his lip with a strange expression. Currently, all the survivors in Qingxian combined probably didn't even reach a thousand. How could one village have so many survivors?

"We aren't leaving. We haven't gotten any food yet. We aren't leaving. You do your thing, we'll do ours. This town is so big, you can't possibly empty it all, can you?"

"Don't look for trouble here. Get lost!" Zhang Su didn't want to say more; he had work to finish.

Facts proved his worries were a bit redundant. The two boys sat by the side of the road and started playing a game of flipping cards, completely ignoring Qi Xiaoshuai, who was standing guard with a gun. They even treated him like a free bodyguard...

"Ouch, damn your grandfather!"

The boy in the burial shroud looked up at the sky with his nostrils flared and said haughtily.

Dressed in a burial shroud with a face full of tear tracks, he looked bizarre. If this were at night, he could scare Zhao Dezhu half to death!

"Stand straight!"

"Hey, kid, is Beita Camp out of people? Sending just you two little ones out to scavenge for supplies."

Zhang Su stared at the two boys for a while and said, "Just you two little ghosts out looking for supplies?"

The boy in the burial shroud looked cooperative but remained defiant.

Caught off guard, the boy in the burial shroud was kicked over on the spot. He scrambled up, ready to fight Pang Dakun.

"Damn it, no more messing around with them. Let's get to work!"

"A thousand people? A thousand souls is more like it!"

Unexpectedly, the boy who had been so cocky a moment ago dropped to his knees with a thud, begging with a mournful face.

After saying that, the two sat by the side of the road, wiped their noses, and flicked the snot onto the ground.

"Huh?" The boy in the burial shroud looked at the direction Zhang Su pointed with a confused face and said, "People died over there? I don't know. Xiaohu, did you see any dead people when you went over there before?"

"Are you kidding? Our village has a thousand people. The adults have all gone to Qingxian county town and Qin City to haul back supplies. We just ran out to play!"

Over two hours passed. Zhang Su and his group finished their work and loaded two vehicles with supplies. The two boys had sat by the side of the road for two hours, basking in the sun until their snot had crusted over.

Zhang Su finally understood. Today, either he killed them, or they would definitely take something from the town. Once his anger subsided, he thought it through: let them take a little. The town was so big, how much could two kids take?

Getting into the driver's seat and watching the boy stand up and stretch, Zhang Su said, "Little ghost, how do you get to Beita Camp?"

"Are you trying to go to the village to cause trouble? I won't tell you!"

The boy in the burial shroud stiffened his neck.

"Retard..."

Zhang Su shook his head and started the car to head back.

However, as soon as the two vehicles drove out of the main street of Niuquanzi Town, the two boys quickly ran out of the shop, hopped on their electric scooter, and chased after them.

Zhang Su was driving toward Tianmayu. Just as he turned a corner, two figures appeared in the corner of his eye.

"Those two little bastards are playing mind games with me. What great actors!"

"What's wrong, Brother Su?"

Qi Xiaoshuai asked suspiciously.

"Look back. They thought they were hiding well. Damn, there's no one on the road; you can see them at a glance. Truly idiots."

Zhang Su continued driving forward, with no intention of stopping.

"Damn, Brother Su, they're hiding quite stealthily. Do you want me to say I didn't see them... but what are they planning by following us?"

Qi Xiaoshuai scratched his head in confusion.

"There are several possibilities; it's hard to say exactly what they're doing for now." Zhang Su shook his head and gave a sinister smile. "But we can have some fun with them."

After saying that, he took out the walkie-talkie and said to Lu Yu, "Bo-zai, those two brats are following us. Don't turn back later; just keep following me forward."

"Huh? Hehe, alright!"

Lu Yu put down the walkie-talkie, having also spotted the sneaky figures in the rearview mirror. They were far away; if Zhang Su hadn't reminded him, he really wouldn't have noticed.

Soon, the vehicles reached the fork in the road leading to Tianmayu. The two cars didn't stop at all and continued driving forward. To ensure the little electric scooter didn't lose them, Zhang Su even deliberately controlled his speed.

*Crackle, crackle. *

The walkie-talkie emitted a burst of static, followed by Tan Huajun's voice: "Brother Su, I saw two cars heading south on the monitor. Is that you?"

Liu Tianji had installed a monitor that could see the highway. The distance was far and the image wasn't clear, only showing a rough outline, but it was better than nothing to understand the situation on the road.

Zhang Su picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "That's right, it's us. Don't worry about it; we're just driving around. You guys keep busy."

He didn't tell his partners at Tianmayu the specific situation and continued driving slowly forward.

No matter how slow the speed, a few kilometers wouldn't take long. Before long, the cars arrived at Beidong Town, which had been robbed by the United Village before. To ensure the brats following him wouldn't lose them, Zhang Su deliberately got out of the car to relieve himself by the roadside, then familiarly turned into the United Village settlement.

The sentries hiding by the road had long since seen the Prado and the van that originally belonged to their United Village. Seeing the God of Death approaching, they notified the village in advance.

"Oh my mother... why are they here!"

Wang Xingui, the new leader of United Village, learned the news and hurriedly led people to wait at the village entrance. Seeing the Prado slowly driving over, his face was full of smiles: "Big brothers, good afternoon. Have you eaten?"

"I was wondering why I didn't see you on the street. So you're all hiding in the village. Why aren't you doing your highway robbery business anymore?"

Zhang Su parked the car by the side of the road, jumped out with a laugh, and casually slung his automatic rifle over his shoulder. Just as he pulled a cigarette from his pocket to pass around, the other party handed one over first.

"Brother, smoke mine. This cigarette is definitely fine. I'll light one for you to see first."

Wang Xingui casually pulled one out and lit it, taking a deep puff to show there was no problem, then accompanied it with a smile: "We are all law-abiding citizens now. We really don't do those things. We listen to you, Brother, and focus on farming in greenhouses and raising livestock. It's much better, hehe."

"That's right, that's right."

"Planting and raising is enough to eat and drink, hehe."

Even though they were telling the truth, it gave people a feeling of being forced into it. No wonder, he had killed more than a dozen people in the blink of an eye; his fierce reputation was too great!

"You, what was your name again?" Zhang Su took a puff of the cigarette and asked with slight embarrassment.

At the time, he had personally named this person to be in charge, but now he had forgotten the name.

"Wang, Wang Xingui. You can just call me Little Wang, Brother."

Wang Xingui was in his twenties, accompanying him with a polite smile.

"Don't be nervous. I'm here this time to see how you're doing, and also to ask about something."

Zhang Su leaned against the front of the car, very casually.

Wang Xingui was slightly startled when he heard Zhang Su's words and made a gesture of invitation: "Brother, why don't you come into the village to sit, have a cup of water, and we can talk slowly?"

"No need." Zhang Su shook his head and said, "I ran into a group of people in Niuquanzi Town earlier. They mistook us for people from your side and started shooting without a word. Do you have any idea who it might be?"

"Started shooting without a word? Damn, Brother, who has the guts to attack you? Are you okay?"

Wang Xingui looked horrified. He was very afraid of Zhang Su's team, but he didn't hate him; he even felt a bit of gratitude from the bottom of his heart, because if it weren't for Zhang Su, he wouldn't be the leader of United Village.

Zhang Su shook his head and smiled, "Do you think we would be okay? But I want to know now who hates you so much that they even made me take the fall!"

"Hmm..." Wang Xingui frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "If you say they shoot on sight... and it's in Niuquanzi Town, then it can only be those people from Beita Camp."

"Beita Camp?"

Hearing this familiar name, Zhang Su exchanged a knowing look with the people around him. All his doubts were resolved. He hadn't expected those two little bastards to have such deep schemes, with truth mixed with lies, and lies mixed with truth.

"Yes, Beita Camp is the largest village under Niuquanzi Town. After the disaster broke out, survivors nearby gathered there. They came to our Beidong Town before to grab things, and we killed three of them. Later, we also went north to grab grain, and two of our brothers died, but we also killed one of theirs."

Wang Xingui briefly recounted the grievances with Beita Camp.

"Damn, don't you have enough food to eat?"

Zhang Su couldn't quite understand.

"We didn't provoke them; they struck first!"

A hint of ruthlessness lingered at the corner of Wang Xingui's mouth. He didn't dare to act wild in front of Zhang Su's team, but he still had the ability to compete with Beita Camp.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 181 =====