Chapter 540

"That, Brother Ding, I was wrong before, I shouldn't, that, I shouldn't have taken what others loved, this knife... this knife is returned to you..."

Zhang Xin walked up and handed the scabbard to Ding Yongguo with an apologetic look. If he had known the other party's background earlier, he wouldn't have done such a stupid thing.

"Ah? This... this isn't good, the cigarettes have already been smoked, and the dried meat, the dried meat has also..."

Ding Yongguo looked at the military knife with some lingering attachment, waved his hand embarrassedly, and patted the cigarette case in his pocket. The dried meat had already gone into his and Zheng Ziwen's stomachs.

"Just take it, it's just two packs of cigarettes. I'll pay you back for it. If I remember correctly, I haven't paid you the more than ten thousand yuan for the two orders from July and August, so you don't have to pay it back now. I've taken a big advantage, haha."

Zhang Su tilted his head at Zheng Xinyu, and Zheng Xinyu immediately took two packs of cigarettes out of her bag and stuffed them to Zhang Xin.

His business dealings with Ding Yongguo were such that there were delays but no debts. He usually kept the tens of thousands of yuan in payment in financial software for a month or two before paying. Even a mosquito's leg is meat, and interest of a few dozen yuan is still money...

Hearing Zhang Su mention money, many people around were stunned for a moment.

Banknotes, things they once struggled for from early morning until late at night, had now become the dust of history. Many past events surfaced in their minds, as if it were only yesterday.

"Hey, hey, no, this, this, this can't be, Brother Su, I don't dare take your things. Brother Ding, the cigarettes don't count for much, I have plenty. It was my fault for forcibly swapping your weapon, you, you, hurry up and take it back."

Zhang Xin had become a stutterer. While pushing away the two packs of Yuxi cigarettes Zheng Xinyu handed him, he also had to urge Ding Yongguo to accept the kukri military knife.

"Hehe, let's see if this guy dares to do it again in the future."

"Always doing things without class..."

Zhao Dezhu and the others watched the fun happily from the side. You fruit guy, you weren't decent, now you know how uncomfortable it is...

"Then I will, hey..."

"If he returns it to us, just take it, why are you so indecisive!"

Swish, before Ding Yongguo could finish his polite remarks, Zheng Ziwen made the decision for him from the side. He turned around, took the knife from Zhang Xin's hand, glanced at his uncle with impatience, and then walked back to the luggage and started packing silently.

Lu Yubo and Zhao Dezhu looked at each other and pointed at Zheng Ziwen together. Their expressions were exactly the same as a real bullet, and even the smiles on their faces were identical. There was only one word in their hearts: Damn.

Zheng Xinyu had a disgusted expression, like someone watching a live PK result connect to an opponent eating excrement online. How could a guy with the same surname as her be such a jerk?

"Uncle Ding, why don't you let this young brother take your surname Ding?"

"Ah?"

Ding Yongguo felt that his brain's processing speed couldn't keep up at all.

"It's nothing, old Ding... I have something to talk to him about!"

Zhang Su waved his hand with a smile to interrupt, then stepped forward, grabbed Zheng Ziwen by the back of his collar, and lifted him up with a swoosh.

Like lifting a little chick, he turned Zheng Ziwen around, pressed his face close to him, and said with a serious tone: "Kid, all the credit for you being able to live until now belongs to your uncle. If you want to live well, then be obedient and listen, do you understand!"

Ding Yongguo subconsciously wanted to stop Zhang Su, but when he thought about his nephew's performance, it was indeed infuriating, so he stood aside without speaking, with a complex expression on his face.

His feelings for Zheng Ziwen all came from his mother. Ding Yongguo had wanted to give up on this unpromising guy more than once, but in the end, he chose to compromise because of the bonds of kinship, but this didn't mean he had no thoughts in his heart.

Tolerance is like a credit card; it has a limit, and when the limit is reached, the card will be maxed out...

Now that someone was willing to teach his disobedient nephew a lesson, Ding Yongguo felt very happy.

Zheng Ziwen had killed zombies after the apocalypse, but he had never killed a person. When the thick murderous intent rushed toward him, the cold gaze pricked his skin, making it twitch. The things he was holding fell to the ground with a clatter. He nodded mechanically like a zombie and squeezed three words out of his throat.

"Un, understand." Zhang Su didn't let him go immediately, and only after a stalemate of three to five seconds did he put on a smile and let go.

Zheng Ziwen's feet touched the ground, but his hanging heart hadn't fallen back into his stomach yet. Just now, he had clearly felt death approaching. Suddenly, he thought of what the people around called the person in front of him.

King of Hell. Suddenly, it gave him a feeling of being well-deserved. Anyway, this guy was much more terrifying than a zombie.

When he was lifted up, Zheng Ziwen had thought about resisting, but he just didn't dare to make a move, as if an invisible force had locked him in, and once he made a move, he would be doomed.

If Zhang Su knew what Zheng Ziwen was thinking, he would definitely praise him, because Zheng Ziwen's feeling was not wrong.

"Educating the brat for you, haha, I'm leaving first, you guys pack up, we'll talk later!"

After saying that, Zhang Su left in a hurry with his people. After walking far away, he heard the conversation between Ding Yongguo and Zheng Ziwen.

"Uncle, that guy is so fierce, is he really a good person? Why don't we go somewhere else."

"Ziwen, if you continue like this, I won't be able to protect you. If you feel uncomfortable here, then leave by yourself!"

Ding Yongguo was tired and didn't want to continue carrying the heavy and worthless kinship.

There must be some bickering behind, but Zhang Su didn't have the time to keep listening, and the group returned to the upstairs Sour Vegetable Fish Restaurant.

"This wave of strengthening of the zombies is somewhat exaggerated. Considering the personal safety of the survivors in our branches, and in order to fight the zombies more efficiently and safely, I have decided to concentrate everyone in the Civilization Guardian barracks. Do you have any difficulties with this arrangement?"

Zhang Su looked at everyone, getting straight to the point, his fingers tapping on the piled-up dining table, making a thumping sound. Everyone was standing, including him.

Everyone understood clearly that what Zhang Su asked at the end was what difficulties they had, which meant that this was a planned arrangement that had already been decided and must be executed without room for negotiation. If there were any inconveniences, they could be brought up and solved.

Hearing this arrangement, Liu Yao and Yang Xinqi looked at each other rarely, both letting out a big sigh of relief. Regarding this matter, the two of them had a conversation last night and were worrying about how to tell Zhang Su, but they didn't expect that the other party had also thought of it.

"Brother Su, to tell you the truth, Old Yang and I worried all night. To be honest, with just the few cats and dogs at the kindergarten, it was only because there was no large-scale attack yesterday, otherwise... really, I think it's quite good to be together."

Liu Yao had a bitter smile of relief on his face. The kindergarten was not smooth sailing yesterday; it was attacked by six or seven waves of zombies, with a few in the least and more than twenty in the most, killing a total of about a hundred. They were lucky not to encounter any big guys, otherwise, the situation would not be so optimistic.

"Civilization Guardian is strong and well-equipped, and with President Li's management, it is definitely a good camp. As long as President Li doesn't mind, we have no complaints."

Yang Xinqi nodded along and expressed his attitude very readily.

Li Zongkai waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, where is there still a President Li? I am also a member of Tianma Island, all listening to Mr. Zhang's guidance. It is my honor to be able to provide help to everyone. I hope everyone will cooperate more in future work."

It was a sentence that seemed very decent, but it contained a lot of information. It mainly expressed that you must be obedient after arriving at the barracks and cannot mess around. I only take orders from the King of Hell, not you! Wu Baokang didn't hear these twists and turns on the side, but he frowned. After Li Zongkai finished speaking, he said: "I don't oppose going to the barracks, but supplies are somewhat scarce... this is a problem!"

The location of the barracks is relatively remote, which is a well-known fact. The places around where supplies can be collected have basically been emptied by Civilization Guardian, and now the environment is even worse, making it difficult to expand the radiation range for collecting supplies, which means that supplies cannot be replenished in the short term.

"Supplies are indeed very critical, but they haven't reached the point of being imminent. I can guarantee the supply of food, and daily necessities need to be figured out from the city. The most important thing now is to concentrate our strength and stabilize!"

Zhang Su gave a promise; the food problem is not a problem at all in the countryside.

Everyone had a bitter smile on their faces. It had been more than four months since the apocalypse, from nothing to something, watching things get better and better, giving people the illusion that human civilization was about to recover, but a rainfall directly knocked them back to their original state.

Knock, knock, knock...

Just during this brief silence, rapid footsteps sounded on the stairs, and then Zhang Su heard Wu Daqiang telling Zhao Dezhu that he had an urgent matter to find Li Zongkai for...

Urgent matter!

Zhang Su hated this word. From yesterday to today, every sudden event was very urgent. He wanted to slow down, but reality did not allow it.

(End of chapter)