Chapter 419: Do You Have Anyone You Care About?

Hearing someone enter the room, Wu Baokang originally didn't want to pay attention. When the light turned on and he scanned with the corner of his eye to find it was Zhang Su, he hurriedly sat up and made a series of "woo-woo" and "ah-ah" sounds, his emotions appearing very agitated, but no one could understand what he was saying.

"I told you not to be dishonest. Your mouth is tied up, and not only are you unrepentant, but you were also planning a sneak attack. With that attitude, you still want to talk to me? Talk to my—!"

Zhang Su stood leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, his eyes playfully scanning Wu Baokang sitting on the bed. Others might not see it, but he knew that at this moment, Wu Baokang was using a special finger technique to pinch a metal rod a few centimeters long. Judging by its shape, it wasn't hard to guess it was a hardware piece taken from a belt buckle.

Sure enough, as Li Zongkai said, this guy Wu Baokang had a strong ability to use whatever was at hand. Things he picked up casually could become weapons to attack people. Don't look at that thin metal rod as only four or five centimeters long; in the hands of an expert, it could easily blind someone. If he were a bit more ruthless, slitting a throat wouldn't be impossible!

Hearing Zhang Su's words, Wu Baokang frowned, shaking his head while making strange "woo-woo" and "ah-ah" sounds.

"Last chance. If you dare to pull any more tricks, I'll beat you to death right now—oh no, I'll cripple you, so you won't be able to die even if you want to!"

If it weren't for wanting to ask the other party about some situations, Zhang Su wouldn't have wanted to endure it anymore.

This time, Wu Baokang didn't continue to bluff, likely feeling the genuine murderous intent from the other party. A metal rod slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a *clink*.

At such close range, Zhang Su could clearly control the subtle changes in the opponent's muscles, but he still didn't act arrogantly enough to approach while the opponent held a weapon. Only after Wu Baokang dropped the metal rod did he walk forward, a military knife appearing in his hand.

"Woo-woo-woo, ah-ah, ah-ah!"

Seeing Zhang Su approach with a knife, Wu Baokang became agitated and shouted.

"Don't you dare move!"

Zhang Su said impatiently, then flicked his arm upward. A cold glint brushed past Wu Baokang's cheek, and the hemp rope binding his mouth snapped. A white scratch remained on his skin, which then quickly turned red and began to seep beads of blood.

"Your knife skills are really damn amateur!"

Feeling the pain on his cheek, Wu Baokang twitched his mouth and struggled to lift his arm to wipe the blood with his clothes.

"Haha, you deserve to suffer some physical pain!"

In Wu Baokang's view, this was Zhang Su making excuses for his lack of refined knife skills, but he didn't know that the bloodstain was entirely intentional on Zhang Su's part. With Zhang Su's current level of control, he could have been precise to the millimeter! "Don't say useless things. I'm here to ask you: what exactly is Liao Youzhi up to? I warn you, don't try to lie to get through this, because I've already mastered a lot of information. If you say even one sentence that differs from what others have said, I'll cut you immediately!"

Zhang Su raised the machete in his hand, signaling for the other party to start talking.

Wu Baokang sat cross-legged on the bed, his face rugged and his skin dark. Hearing Zhang Su's words, his face turned even darker. He said in a deep voice: "As Leader Liao's personal guard, I know more and more accurate information than anyone else. It's not strange at all that it differs from others, because what they know is fake!"

This statement wasn't wrong, but Zhang Su didn't indulge his bad attitude. He frowned impatiently and said: "Enough, stop blabbering. Even if you are a personal guard, can you be closer than the women around Liao Youzhi? They sleep in the same bed as the whole family; they know more than you!"

As soon as this was said, Wu Baokang's eyes went wide. He said in disbelief: "Are there people you arranged among the women around Leader Liao?"

Zhang Su gave the other party a deep, ambiguous look, as if to say: *Little guy, you think you know everything? *

"Impossible, you're lying to me. If it were true, you wouldn't need to interrogate me; you could just ask the sister-in-law directly."

Wu Baokang instantly dismissed the thought in his mind.

"Say what you should say. Say one more word of nonsense, and you know the consequences."

While speaking, Zhang Su's military knife, without a sound of breaking wind, was placed against the opponent's face at an extremely fast speed, eerie and sharp.

Wu Baokang took a deep breath. He had never felt so aggrieved. He gritted his teeth and said: "Leader Liao's main goal is not to attack Tianmayu. He learned some information about you through his own channels and hoped to recruit you to expand his power. The real purpose is to use the pretext of attacking Tianmayu to deal with the other three families!" "Hmm?"

If Wu Baokang had only said the first sentence, Zhang Su would have slashed him immediately, but the latter part made him particularly interested. This was information he hadn't heard from anyone else before!

"Are you surprised?" Hearing Zhang Su's exclamation, Wu Baokang curled his lips in satisfaction and smiled: "Liao Youzhi's goal is very grand; he is determined to take the entire Qincheng. Other obstacles must be cleared."

"Oh? Does that mean Liao Youzhi had already talked to the other three families about a merger before, and it didn't work out?" Zhang Su asked.

Wu Baokang nodded and said: "They are all unappreciative guys. If you, King of Yama, are sensible, you can not only preserve all the brothers in Tianmayu but also get an official position under Liao Youzhi. If you resist, Liao Youzhi doesn't intend to let you go either. I'm not threatening you; I'm just telling you the information I know."

"Stop painting big pictures for me. Also, my surname is Zhang!"

Zhang Su couldn't stand it. The conversation was going well, and suddenly a title of "King of Yama" popped up—it was too jumpy. He continued: "The strength of the Survivors' Alliance is not bad, and the other three families can't compare to you individually, but if you want to swallow all three at once and intend to take us out at the same time, you must have some secret weapon. Come on, tell me something I don't know!"

This was the intelligence Zhang Su wanted to know most. As long as he knew the opponent's bottom line, everything else would be easy to handle. Unexpectedly, as soon as the opponent opened his mouth, he became angry.

"Our secret weapon is our iron-like fighting spirit, ah... you damn!"

Before he finished speaking, a *swish* sound rang out. His pants were slashed through layer by layer, and a solid cut was made on his lower leg, avoiding major blood vessels. Fresh blood seeped out, but he definitely wouldn't die.

"Ah-ah..." Wu Baokang's lips trembled, not from pain, but from anger.

Zhang Su looked at the other party coldly: "That's it? Iron-like fighting spirit? Confess quickly, what kind of mutated zombie is your leader hiding?"

The casual tone made Wu Baokang's heart tremble. It was no secret that the Survivors' Alliance had mutated zombies, but using a mutated zombie as a weapon was absolutely the core of core secrets. No more than five people in the entire alliance knew about this, and even those women who slept in the same bed as Liao Youzhi every day shouldn't know!

"No, what mutated zombie? I don't know. Whoever you heard it from, go ask them!"

Wu Baokang shook his head with a strange expression, looking like he thought Zhang Su was talking nonsense.

Zhang Su's heart turned, and his tone softened: "Old Wu, are you a loner? Is there anyone important in the alliance?"

"Hmm? Are you trying to threaten me by using the people around me? Hahaha, you've miscalculated. My family died long ago; now I'm all alone!"

Wu Baokang looked at Zhang Su with disdain, feeling that the other party had no way to deal with him.

Wu Baokang covered it up well, but a subtle flaw was still caught by Zhang Su, but he wasn't sure and needed to verify it.

"Since Liao Youzhi has designs on Tianmayu, there must be a battle between him and me!"

Zhang Su put his hands behind his back, turned around, and paced in the room, his tone deep.

"The Survivors' Alliance has a secret weapon, but we are not pushovers either. When the time comes, both sides will definitely go all out. It's true that Liao Youzhi has a chance of winning, but since I already know so much, I definitely won't lose entirely. If I lose, I don't need to say anything. If I win, I won't do anything to the innocent survivors in the Survivors' Alliance, but if..."

At this point, Zhang Su stopped and looked at Wu Baokang with a half-smile, then said coldly: "If I win a narrow victory after losing my soldiers and generals, everyone in the Survivors' Alliance will be buried with the brothers and sisters I lost! If you want the person you care about to live well, tell me what I want to know, and I can spare their life."

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 420 =====