Chapter 464: The smaller the space, the greater the space!

"I said long ago that these four pieces of trash couldn't be propped up even with mud; it would have been simplest to just let me finish them off with one blade, hmph..."

Wu Baokang rolled his eyes, feeling secretly annoyed. *You, King Yama, beat me to a pulp yesterday, so why are you acting all polite now? Have you been possessed or something? *

Zhang Su did not state his position immediately. In truth, he knew the four guys' wishful thinking like the back of his hand. He remained silent because he was still listening to the sounds around him. He raised a hand to stop the clamor of the crowd—a chance to establish authority delivered to his doorstep; it would be a waste not to take it!

"I understand what you are thinking. You intend to use four lives as a gamble, betting that none of us can 'fight ten,' and in the end, you'll be able to escape punishment as a matter of course. I have to say, your idea is good, but unfortunately, you are going to be disappointed."

Having said that, Zhang Su did not give the quiet crowd time to think. He turned to Lu Yubo and the others and said, "Prepare the venue. Today, we will make these guys accept their defeat wholeheartedly!"

"No, Brother Su, why? They are the ones who stole things; why do we have to send someone to fight ten? This makes no sense!"

Lu Yubo was anxious on the spot. He was awesome when he had a weapon, and he could barely handle two or three zombies with his bare hands, but ten? That was death. Even as Zhang Su's chief fanboy, he didn't think he could do it.

"Mr. Zhang, this matter... can you reconsider?"

Yu Wen naturally knew what Zhang Su was thinking. With so many people watching Tianma Island, it was a perfect time to establish authority, but one also had to consider personal safety, right?

"Go, go, Brother Lu, Little Liu, Little Wu, hurry, come with me to prepare the venue!"

Zhao De saw the coldness in Zhang Su's eyes and knew exactly what it meant. He couldn't stop him; those four guys were dead meat today.

The four-man group of culprits was still in a daze. According to the script in their minds, the other side should have been full of excuses and then just let it go. How did it... get agreed to?

They naturally knew that the people of the Yama Legion had impressive combat power; they had seen it when they fought the zombie hordes before. But once the condition of "bare hands" was added, it was like a character in some online game—take off the weapon, and they immediately become a "combat power of five" loser.

Moreover, the range of movement was to be restricted, so they couldn't even "kite" them. How were they supposed to fight? For a moment, the curiosity in their hearts even outweighed their fear of death.

"You four bastards are truly stupid... Old Cai, I feel sorrow for you."

Zhang Xin shook his head incessantly, patted Cai Zhichao on the shoulder, and walked toward the distance to see if there was anything he could help with in setting up the venue.

"They can't do it, right?"

Wang Yu, who had first proposed the bet, asked the people around him with a face full of anxiety.

"They must be planning some trick. We'll expose them when the time comes!"

The thin man nodded in agreement. The other two were nervously rubbing their hands, not knowing how to respond.

Cai Zhichao's face was so gloomy it could drip water. He glared at the four of them with complex emotions. *Good words cannot persuade a ghost that wants to die. * He walked away too...

Soon, the news that someone was going to "fight ten" spread throughout Tianma Island.

Zheng Xin, who was happily busy in the back kitchen, almost dropped her jaw when she heard the news. *Is the stewed meat not fragrant? Can't you just eat your meal peacefully? Why do you have to stir up so much trouble? *

After returning to the camp, Ju Wuying took Yi Xiaoling to drink in a secluded mountain stream. Naturally, only she drank; Yi Xiaoling did not. The two leaned against each other, and Ju Wuying told her about what had happened earlier. The thrilling and exciting scenes turned into stories as calm as water in her mouth.

Suddenly hearing that such a big thing as "fighting ten" had happened in the camp, Ju Wuying packed up her wine flask and called for Yi Xiaoling to head back. She felt she had work to do.

Even Fu Weijun and Xie Yan, who were recording experiments in Cuileng Pavilion, heard the news. The two looked at each other; such a big spectacle, even they couldn't help but want to go to the scene to watch.

Many hands make light work. Li Zongkai, Liu Yao, Yang Xin, and others couldn't just wait to watch the fun; they all pitched in to help. In less than twenty minutes, a venue surrounded by cars appeared in the parking lot.

A total of eight cars were used to create a space about eight meters square—barely eighty square meters in total, not even half the size of a standard badminton court!

This was the standard set by Zhang Su. The smaller the space, the greater the difficulty of completing the punishment; the greater the difficulty, the higher the cost of making a mistake; the higher the cost of making a mistake, the greater the space for the camp to develop in a good direction. Therefore, the smaller the space, the greater the space! The large gold van that Duan Wuhu had used to escape the Survivor Alliance with Fu Weijun was among them. At this moment, the two sliding doors of the van were open, and the second row of seats had been removed to serve as the gate to the gladiatorial arena!

Awoo, awoo.

To the side, ten zombies were controlled by riot forks. The mindless zombies didn't know what was happening; they only felt the rich scent of blood and flesh all around. They were quite excited, their arms grabbing and scratching frantically. Unfortunately, the poles of the riot forks were very long, so they could only output frantically at the air. No one at the scene spoke; besides the awoo-awoo sounds of the zombies, there was only the clatter-clatter, clatter-clatter from the zombie generator on the other side.

"Brother Su, let me do it. I can definitely do it!"

The core members of Tianma Island gathered together to discuss the candidate for the fight. Chen Hanzhou spoke first, raising his mechanical prosthetic limb.

"Do you think this doesn't count as a weapon? Don't be delusional!"

Zhang Su reached out and tapped on Chen Hanzhou's mechanical limb, making two clanging sounds. He knew what Chen Hanzhou was thinking—wanting to rely on his advantage of self-healing injuries to fight the zombies. It was true that injuries could heal, but no one knew if he would turn into a zombie if bitten by one again! "Brother Su... Lanlan, don't pull me."

"No, I didn't, I was just scared... It's all my fault for bringing this up and causing trouble for everyone."

Just as Lu Yubo was about to speak, Mo Qianlan nervously tugged at his sleeve.

"Brother Su, Lanlan didn't expect things to turn out like this. Let me do it; I'm very strong."

"You aren't good at hand-to-hand combat. Let me do it. I'll smash the zombies' heads in with my fists!"

Zhao De clenched his fists, and while speaking, he turned his head to glare at the four-man group of petty thieves with a gloomy gaze.

"The place is too small; it requires flexible, intelligent fighting. Uncle, I'm good at this."

Pang Dakun sat with his butt stuck in a car window, looking sloppy. In his mind, he was fantasizing about the admiring gaze of Su Xiaoya after he completed the feat of fighting ten, completely failing to think that the consequence of failure was death.

Slap, slap.

Ju Wuying patted Zhang Su's arm and pointed at herself with her thumb. She didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious: don't forget me, your former master.

The puppy Lucky understood perfectly what everyone was discussing. It wagged its tail, rubbed against Zhang Su's leg, and barked a few times. Then, it stretched out its thick front paws and dug at the ground, instantly leaving several white marks on the concrete floor...

"First of all, Little Lan, you did nothing wrong in this matter, but remember, in the future, you must only expose evil deeds when someone in charge is present. Otherwise, you must consider self-preservation first. This is no longer a civilized society."

Zhang Su cast an affirmative look at Mo Qianlan, then looked at the brothers who had volunteered, bent down to stroke Lucky's head, and smiled slightly: "None of you should fight me for this today, because only when I complete it will it be justified. Understand?"

Having said that, Zhang Su began to remove the weapons from his body.

"Justified? Hmm..."

"With so many people watching, this is a perfect time to establish prestige. Let's just quietly appreciate the process." Yu Wen pushed up his glasses and persuaded the passionate ones to step back.

Zheng Xin frowned as she took weapon after weapon from Zhang Su's hands, full of displeasure: "You absolutely must not go easy on those guys. Stirring up so much trouble, I'm starving to death, waiting to eat meat. Finish it quickly!"

"Is it possible that only Xin is confident in me?" Zhang Su looked at the crowd with a half-smile.

"How could that be? I just thought it wasn't convenient for you to do it yourself..."

"That's right, big brother. Damn, if you can do it, why would I fight for it? I was actually very scared inside, hehe..."

"Go for it, Brother Su!"

"Woof woof!"

When everyone heard that Zhang Su could do it, and had to do it, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 465 =====