Chapter 462

Zhang Su and his party returned to the camp and found that the atmosphere in Tianmayu was completely different from before the great battle.

Before, everyone gathered in the camp with much wariness toward each other, and there were clear barriers between factions. But now it was different; those who could help with work were working, and those with nothing to do were gathered in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing.

The entire Tianmayu radiated a cheerful vitality. If it weren't for the fact that people looked too disheveled, one might believe a large company had come here for a team-building event.

It was just that the core members of Tianmayu didn't really like this atmosphere, because this was their home.

Zhang Su and the others got out of the car. Li Zongkai noticed immediately; he had many things he wanted to discuss with Zhang Su and stepped forward quickly. However, someone was faster than him—a slender figure zipped past him and rushed toward Zhang Su, so he had to slow his pace.

"Brother Su, some people have sticky fingers. I saw some people swiping our pickled vegetables and canned goods, and even secretly pinching meat to eat from the pot!"

Just after getting out of the car, Zhang Su saw Mo Qianlan run to his side like a gust of wind, complaining indignantly.

Previously, she had been busy in the kitchen with her mother. When she saw people stealing things, she originally wanted to stop them, but was stopped by Tan Huajun, who told her that the situation was special and she should report to Zhang Su first.

So Mo Qianlan had been waiting. Seeing Zhang Su and the others return, she rushed over to complain at the first opportunity: "I tried to reason with them, and they... they wouldn't even admit it!"

Lu Yubo saw his wife come over, and upon listening, he immediately flared up. His eyebrows shot up as he said, "Are they trying to rebel? Damn..."

Zhang Su glared at Lu Yubo to make him quiet, then asked Mo Qianlan: "Who is it?"

"Just those guys over there."

Mo Qianlan pointed with her eyes at the four people sitting at the foot of the wall of the Wangshan Folk House smoking, her face full of both grievance and anger.

Zhang Su remembered those guys; they were members of the Survivor Alliance's Vanguard Team Two, under Cai Zhichao. He didn't understand how dignified combat personnel of the Survivor Alliance could do such shameless things, and even refuse to admit it after being caught red-handed by a little girl...

He wouldn't doubt Mo Qianlan. Although the little girl didn't talk much, there was no way she would frame a few strangers!

Zhang Su knew that these people had all been willing to join Tianmayu from the bottom of their hearts, but they had overlooked an important factor: willingness was one thing, but the motives weren't necessarily all good.

Some were sincerely seeking shelter and felt fortunate to have found a better camp.

Some were willing to band together for warmth and worked hard to become a part of the team.

And there were even those who wanted to contribute their strength to forge a beautiful tomorrow!

Since there were good ones, there would certainly be those who fished in troubled waters. These petty thefts were considered the "good" kind. Zhang Su noticed that Mo Qianlan hesitated at the end, and he guessed that those four guys didn't just deny it—they might have mocked her too! "Brother Su, you must teach these guys a good lesson. Lanlan would definitely not lie to us!"

"Don't worry, I have it under control."

Zhang Su let Lu Yubo be quiet, then looked at Pang Dakun, who was winking at the side.

"Dakun, these small fries are showing off their skills in front of you, the grandmaster. Do you want to teach them a lesson?"

Pang Dakun laughed with great disdain: "I know exactly where they hide the stuff on their bodies. These guys are just used to having sticky fingers. They aren't even qualified to be my disciples or grand-disciples!"

"Yo, that's a pretty arrogant tone. Then will you cooperate with me to take them down?" Zhang Su asked with a smile.

"Uncle, just tell me how you want me to cooperate. They are just robbers—don't call them thieves!"

Stealing is certainly not a good behavior, but when a craft reaches its peak, it is still an art. In Pang Dakun's heart, stealing is an art, and he wouldn't allow reckless robbers to tarnish it.

"Let's go, you guys follow me! Xiao Lan, you come too."

Zhang Su waved his hand and signaled everyone to walk toward the pickpockets.

"This place is too damn comfortable. What kind of bullshit place did that idiot Liao Youzhi choose!"

Sitting against the wall, a gaunt man with a cigarette hanging from his mouth looked at the clear blue sky through the smoke, feeling happy inside at the thought of being able to eat pork and potato stew with vermicelli in a while.

"Old Lu was right. Hundreds of people squeezed into one building—you could hear a fart on the first floor all the way up to the fourth. What kind of life is that?"

"Oh, give it a rest. You didn't even live on the fourth floor, how do you know it was a fart?"

"Haha, if I had known the countryside was so much better than the city, I would have run out long ago... Hmm? Quick, quick, get up."

The four were chatting and blowing smoke when they saw Zhang Su leading people over. They hurriedly stood up to greet them with smiles. "Greetings, King Yama. Brothers of the Yama Legion, hello. Thanks to you today, you've worked hard."

"You've worked hard, you've worked hard."

Seeing that Zhang Su had really walked up to them, the four hurriedly exchanged pleasantries.

"We have indeed worked hard, and you guys have been busy in the kitchen, which is also hard work. Take the things out."

Zhang Su didn't exchange pleasantries with them and got straight to the point, though his attitude was still relatively kind—at least he had a faint smile. He was very happy today and hoped that a good drum wouldn't need heavy beating, but the actual situation was not as satisfactory.

The four looked at each other. The gaunt-faced man scratched his head and gave an apologetic smile: "King Yama, we don't quite understand what you mean. What things should we take out?"

"Xiao Lan, you tell them."

Zhang Su beckoned, signaling Mo Qianlan to identify them.

"I..."

Mo Qianlan had previously found them and been rebuffed, so now that she had to identify them, she felt timid.

Lu Yubo saw that Mo Qianlan was a bit scared and patted his chest: "Lanlan, you don't need to be afraid of these guys. With me here, let's see who dares to do anything to you!"

He used to be a street thug and understood the routines of settling scores and seeking revenge later; to him, this was nothing.

Zhang Su looked at his number one henchman with a sense of speechlessness. This guy usually had a screw loose, but he was smart when it came to his girlfriend. Love can make people stupid, but it can also make them shrewd.

He deliberately didn't say a word, leaving this opportunity for the hero to protect the beauty to Lu Yubo.

Mo Qianlan felt the courage transmitted by Lu Yubo and secretly glanced at Zhang Su again. Seeing him calm and composed, she regained her confidence and began to recount the dishonest behavior of the few men.

"Oh, little sister, why are you still saying we stole things? We already told you we didn't..."

"King Yama, don't listen to the little girl's nonsense. We are new here, how could we steal things randomly?"

"Little sister, although you are from Tianmayu and we are being polite, you can't frame good people like this."

"Yes, I admit I tasted a piece of the stewed meat in the kitchen before, but I... that was with the chef's permission. I didn't take anything!"

The four big men were accused to their faces by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and their expressions immediately turned ugly as they argued desperately.

Many people had seen Zhang Su's group walking from the parking lot to the homestay area, but they hadn't paid too much attention—at most, they nodded and smiled in greeting. But now, seeing that there seemed to be a show to watch, quite a few people gathered around.

"My wife never lies. Could what she saw with her own eyes be fake? I advise you guys to be honest and don't let things escalate to the point where they can't be resolved."

Lu Yubo knew too well what kind of behavior rascals had, because he used to be one. The guys in front of him were clearly spouting bullshit! "But we really didn't! Hey, Captain Cai, you've come just in time. We've been framed!"

Just then, Team Two Captain Cai Zhichao walked out of the crowd. The gaunt man waved his hands desperately, seeking reinforcements.

Cai Zhichao walked up close, looking at the situation with a puzzled face, somewhat confused.

"Captain Cai, hurry and tell King Yama..."

"King Yama, what happened?"

Cai Zhichao smiled. He wasn't good with words, but he was very capable in handling matters; he used to be a shift leader on a factory assembly line.

"A younger sister of mine saw your men take some things from the kitchen, but they didn't say anything to us."

Zhang Su left it at that.

As soon as Cai Zhichao heard this, he understood. Taking without asking—what is that? It's stealing.

(End of this chapter)