Chapter 234

Pfft, pfft-pfft!

Three corpses fell to the ground. A cold wind blew, slapping their cheeks with its chill. Zhang Xin and the other six stared at the scene before them, dumbfounded.

This is the right flavor...

The ruthlessness Zhang Su showed when he led a few people to slaughter zombies in the garden—this was that exact flavor. He really was still that same person!

Those who didn't believe Zhang Su had lured zombies to tear through someone else's camp now believed it too...

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a scream broke the silence.

"Shut the hell up!"

"You guys keep an eye on the surroundings, stay alert!"

Zhao De ran off the car clutching his gun, his face full of gloom. This ended way too fast.

Zhang Xin nodded and sighed deeply, "That's fine, at least we have some decent news to report when we go back! Brother Zhang, you really don't plan on taking me to your place for a sit-down? Although we can't be called old friends, we are old acquaintances. I actually think of you as a friend; back then, I really wanted to do something big with you!"

After Zhang Su left Phoenix International with his people, Zhang Xin had indeed thought a lot. There is no harm without comparison. Before, he had led a group of people to throw their weight around in the complex and felt it was quite something, but after seeing the capabilities of Zhang Su's group, he felt that being confined to one corner wasn't the way to go. He had the heart to develop outward, but lacked the ability.

"If you want to keep going, you have to exchange what you have with other survivor teams. Brother Zhang, next time you come to play at the Alliance, remember to look for me. I'll recommend a few beauties who are good at their job, and I can even get a commission and give you half back, hehe!"

"What kind of situation could there be..."

Zhang Xin sneered and said, "I've long wanted to kill him. I thought of dozens of plans, contingencies, and backups. Plenty of people know Old Yan and I don't get along. Even when we act together, we split into two groups when it comes to the details. If his people failed the mission, what can I do?"

Zhang Su looked at Zhang Xin with a half-smile.

After listening, Zhang Su was stunned for a while. Tianma Island didn't have any unified entertainment projects, but there was training and a high degree of free time for self-disposal, and everyone's mental state was also good. The Survivor Alliance's way was clearly not suitable for Tianma Island.

"Damn, this car is really awesome, but why do I feel like I've seen it somewhere... is it the one parked at Yihe Car Dealership?"

Zhang Xin seemed somewhat moved.

However, Zhang Xin said something even more outrageous.

Zhang Su slung his rifle and smiled at Zhang Xin, whose fierce expression hadn't yet faded: "Old Zhang, do you owe me a big favor?"

Zhang Su pointed to the corpses on the ground; such a coincidence could hardly avoid suspicion.

"Only core cadres know this kind of information. A small captain like me can't get it, and I don't have much contact with other factions when I go out. But based on information from chatting, there are at most a thousand people left in the city!"

The guy who was indecisive and didn't take a side, thinking that being neutral would allow him to please both sides, met an untimely death.

Zhang Xin shrugged: "Don't listen to the bullshit on the radio. The Survivor Alliance just put its headquarters in Le-Gou Mall, and it just so happens that Le-Gou Mall is north of Qincheng. It's far from ruling the northern region of Qincheng; they haven't even cleared out the Third Hospital! It can only be said that they are the faction with the most people and the strongest power in the north of Qincheng!"

Zhang Su couldn't help but laugh. Sure enough, everyone who can survive in the apocalypse has some tricks up their sleeves. He sniffed and gave a humorous smile, a bit like Jim Carrey, and said to Zhang Xin: "Since I helped you get rid of a big enemy, shouldn't you, Old Zhang, take out something to thank me?"

After giving an instruction, Zhang Xin followed Zhang Su onto the RV.

Zhang Su shook his head with a smile and said, "Old Zhang, I know you're a man of your word, but I must be responsible for the safety of my subordinates. If you want to join me, I welcome you, but if it's just to scout the place, forget it."

Zhang Xin gave a sly smile, thinking of those previous events as if they were in a dream. He then waved his hand listlessly and said, "Brother Zhang, what exactly is your situation?"

"A place to play? To have fun? No, do you think it's the old days? Should I give you a bar, KTV, and massage package..."

Thinking of the population issue, he blurted out: "Do you know which survivor teams are currently in Qincheng? How many people in each?"

Speaking of his own glorious deeds, Zhang Xin was very proud. In his view, the apocalypse was already bitter enough; once you have a stable environment, you should enjoy it while you can. Besides, he was a cadre of no small standing, so he had to take advantage of his position to have fun!

"Not only is there a Flower Street, but there are other entertainment projects. The more refined ones play chess and drink tea, and the more vulgar ones play mahjong or engage in underground boxing. It's all just to pass the time; otherwise, killing zombies every day, who wouldn't break down?"

"I thought you guys were playing good cop/bad cop. It's good you didn't kill the wrong people, but... your few rivals are dead, how will you explain it when you go back?"

"Yes, Brother Su, that wasn't very kind."

Not keeping idlers—this reason is very sufficient.

"Oh damn, big brother, you and Old Tan were too fast. Couldn't you have left one for me and Little Chen?"

Zhang Xin was taken aback, but didn't mind. He then lowered his voice and said, "Brother Zhang, where did that Duan-something and that research scientist actually go? There are no outsiders now, tell your brother the truth. I really don't want to run around anymore; it's so dangerous outside."

Rat-tat-tat-tat...

"Leave one? Leave a damn thing, they were all holding guns... you have to know how to find your own timing, you know?"

Zhang Su tilted his head toward the RV: "Let's go. By the way, call your people to keep watch in the surroundings; it's not very peaceful around here!"

Zhang Su rubbed his face. He had learned something today; he hadn't expected some safe camps to have come up with so many tricks. But he didn't have much interest in these. In his view, only after the population exceeds at least two thousand, and there is a very standardized combat force and perfect logistics planning, can commercialized behavior be gradually developed; otherwise, people's hearts are easily scattered.

"You city folks really know how to play..."

"That's so embarrassing, then I'll take that FJ Cruiser."

"Damn it, before the disaster broke out, I had just picked up a US-spec Patrol from Yihe Car Dealership and sent it to Tang Cheng for modifications, but I didn't even get a chance to enjoy it... but it was bought with zero down payment, and I hadn't even paid off a single month's loan, hehe!"

When Zhang Xin learned about the management model of Zhang Su's camp, he immediately lost interest and said, "You guys are all soldiers, and there isn't a single place to play?"

"I know you can't join our Alliance, Brother Zhang, but if you're bored, you can go to the city to have some fun. Whether it's trading or looking for entertainment, we are very honest and never cheat anyone."

Zhang Su's posturing lasted less than a second before he immediately revealed his true colors. Cars are easy to get, but good cars are hard to get, and cars that combine stability, off-road capability, and loading capacity are even harder to get!

"Uh, it has to be you... haha, alright!"

Zhang Su pouted with a serious expression and said, "Even if they wanted to stay in my camp, I wouldn't agree. Look at what kind of people I have under me; not a single one is a freeloader. Scientists have a place to use their skills at your place. I even specifically asked, and they said research requires a lot of equipment. Where would I have those high-end, precision, and advanced things? If they came to me, they'd just be eating!"

"Whew... haha, damn it, damn!"

"And external business? You guys haven't circled the north of Qincheng, where do you get people to trade with? Nancheng? The east?"

Subsequently, Zhang Su picked what he could say and shared some basic information about Tianma Island.

Zhang Xin was very generous, pointing to the intersection and saying, "Why don't you take a car, that way it makes my story seem more real!"

Zhang Xin started promoting the Survivor Alliance.

"Damn, aren't these things normal? The Alliance has a Flower Street specifically for business. Many women in the logistics department earn points on Flower Street, doing all kinds of jobs, big and small, with different prices. But I never go; those women take the initiative to come and keep me company, I can't even keep up!"

"That's right, Deputy Captain Yan was arrogant and led people to charge forward, and ended up in an ambush. Captain Zhang led us to rescue them desperately, but it was too late!"

Zhang Su was surprised and secretly pondered: two months out of the city, could it be that there is no danger in the city now?

This time, Zhang Xin's reaction was very fast. He turned and fired a few bullets at the neutral faction member who had screamed!

"Really left."

"Brother Zhang, tell me, what do you want? As long as I have it, you just take it!"

A rather clever team member echoed loudly.

After resolving the only hidden danger, Zhang Xin's chest heaved. His psychological quality was more than a level worse than Zhang Su's. His heart was beating fast, and he could only relieve his emotions by cursing.

"No, no!" Zhang Xin waved his hands repeatedly, inserted his weapon into a custom holster, took a deep breath, and said, "Ever since the Third Team was formed, this bastard has been working against me openly and secretly. I could never find a suitable opportunity to deal with him. Brother Zhang, you really did me a big favor today!"

Zhang Su pinched his temples, feeling that Zhang Xin was somewhat outrageous.

"Are you trying to brush me off?"

Zhang Su took a bottle of orange juice from the refrigerator and threw it to Zhang Xin, nodding: "That's right, you know me quite well!"

Speaking of these things, Zhang Xin's former appearance as a slick businessman was fully revealed.

"Eh, don't say, Brother Zhang, tell me about your situation! How about this, if I don't go to your camp, it's no problem to invite me to sit in the car, right?"

Chen Hanzhou nodded, agreeing with Zhao De's point of view.

"A thousand-plus..."

Zhang Su pondered for a moment and shook his head secretly. A city with a permanent population of 800,000, with only a thousand people left—how empty would it be?

(End of chapter)