Chapter 18 A Big Score

Song Ling slapped Zhang Kun hard on the back of the head before pointing a gun at his head.

Zhang Kun's lackeys hesitated whether to help him, but seeing the gun, they didn't dare to approach.

What a rabble. Did anyone really care about Zhang Kun's life?

Don't be ridiculous.

Share the blessings, but when trouble comes, the boss is on his own.

Zhang Kun was dumbfounded, not understanding what was happening. Why was he being hit?

With a gun pointed at his head, Zhang Kun didn't dare to move rashly. He was only a Level 2 elementalist; what gave him the confidence to face a gun?

Zhang Kun was terrified. Before the apocalypse, he and Zhao Hai's group were on completely different levels.

He used knives, but they used guns.

Song Ling smiled and said, "Brother Chen, this kid was disrespectful to you, so I caught him for you. How do you want to handle him?"

Zhang Kun finally realized that Zhao Hai and Song Ling had known Chen Luo all along. They pretended to agree with him, then ambushed him.

Despicable! They actually used such underhanded tricks.

Zhang Kun angrily said, "Song Ling, you're supposed to be a respectable figure, yet you're so unprincipled. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Song Ling sneered, "I'm not a respectable figure. After all, you're Brother Kun, and I'm just a lackey."

"Enough nonsense. Kneel down to Brother Chen."

There was a ferocious look in Song Ling's eyes that made Zhang Kun's legs weaken.

Zhang Kun didn't hesitate and knelt down. Saving his life was the priority.

At Chen Luo's signal, Chen Guang, Fang Yu, and others shouted, "Those who don't want to die, put your hands on your heads and squat down!"

Zhao Hai also signaled his men to help.

Those who had seen Chen Luo punish Jiang Wu didn't hesitate much. This was a big shot, so of course, they had to perform well.

Zhao Hai's men surrounded Zhang Kun's men. Those who dared to run were dealt with without hesitation.

What was supposed to be six hundred against one hundred was now four hundred against three hundred.

At least half of them were timid. Those Chen Luo didn't want squatted down first, and the others who were unwilling knew the situation was hopeless and had to squat down as well.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Zhao Hai stepped forward with a smile and said, "Brother Chen, what do you say we do with this Zhang Kun?"

Zhao Hai's attitude was rather humble. Zhang Kun could hear it and was shocked. Song Ling was sucking up to him, and now Zhao Hai was too?

Wait, since you're afraid of him, wouldn't it be better for our two groups to kill him together? Why are you targeting me?

Zhang Kun pleaded, "Big brother, I was wrong. Give me a chance. I'll be your lackey. I have several hundred men under me."

Chen Luo only glanced at Zhang Kun and said, "What else can we do? Drag him out and shoot him. Are we keeping him for the New Year?"

Several hundred men under him? That's hilarious. If I really wanted anyone, I'd have at least a thousand men by now.

Hearing Chen Luo's words, Song Ling and a few others escorted Zhang Kun to a place further away to avoid polluting Chen Luo's area.

Zhao Hai hesitantly asked, "What about the rest of these people?"

To be honest, even though Zhao Hai wasn't a soft-hearted person, he felt uneasy about killing hundreds of people at once.

Letting them go would be letting them off too easily. There's no such thing as a free lunch.

The best way was to incorporate them, but Chen Luo probably wouldn't want them and wouldn't be generous enough to give them all to him.

With such a large difference in numbers, no one would feel safe.

Chen Luo smiled. "Old Zhao, do you have the guts to pull off a big score?"

Pull off a big score? Chen Luo called it big?

Zhao Hai was intrigued and asked, "What is it?"

Chen Luo said, "Go to the logistics park twenty-odd li to the east. There are tons of deliveries there, everything you can imagine, but the risk is a bit high."

The logistics park was the transfer point for several major delivery companies. All deliveries had to be sorted and dispatched there.

It really was a mountain of supplies. Although food and drink didn't make up a large proportion, it was definitely a tempting place.

But the risk was also very high. Each logistics company had at least several hundred employees working.

The entire logistics park probably had two to three thousand people.

The good news was that each delivery company was a certain distance apart, not right next to each other.

Otherwise, with thousands of people together, Chen Luo wouldn't dare to go.

They could solve them in waves.

Perfect. Zhang Kun's men could be used as the vanguard. If they survived, then he'd let them off.

If they dared to cause trouble, they had to pay the price.

Originally, Chen Luo was going to the logistics park anyway, before the zombies evolved to Level 3, to nominally collect some more supplies for his members and, incidentally, train them.

Hearing Chen Luo say this, Zhao Hai was immediately tempted. He had too many people, and just eating rice every day was a considerable expense.

Zhao Hai cursed inwardly. Everyone was a glutton, eating almost two jin of rice per person per day.

After awakening their abilities, they could eat a lot, especially since there were no side dishes and they could only eat rice.

Zhao Hai hesitated for a moment, then prepared to go together.

After all, with Chen Luo with him, it was much safer than going alone. He would have to risk his life for supplies sooner or later.

Zhao Hai said, "Okay, just give us a share."

Zhao Hai knew that although they had more people, Chen Luo would definitely get the lion's share.

If Chen Luo was too stingy, then they couldn't play together in the future. What was the point of being strong if you were too selfish?

Chen Luo chuckled and had someone drive his truck over.

The dozen or so trucks of various sizes that he had taken from the farmer's market were parked outside the villa area, guarded by dedicated people.

Chen Luo instructed Chen Guang, who shouted loudly.

"Our boss said he's willing to give you a chance to search for supplies with us and will give you a share, but you have to be the vanguard. After it's over, all is forgiven. Those who don't want to go, find a pit and we'll bury you."

Someone couldn't help but say, "Isn't this just using us as cannon fodder? I'm not going."

The next second, he was dead.

Chen Luo said calmly, "Am I discussing this with you? Those who are willing to go have at least a 50% chance of survival and will get a share of the supplies. Those who aren't willing to go will die now."

"Alright, those who are willing, get on the trucks. Those who aren't willing can stay."

Everyone looked at each other, thinking that since they were going to die anyway, they might as well fight them.

But the one who had spoken out earlier had died a miserable death, and no one dared to speak out again.

Everyone lined up to get on the dozen or so trucks.

Ideally, they would set off tomorrow morning, but if they didn't send a lot of people to watch them, they would probably disappear the next day.

It was better to leave now. The members didn't have any activities in the afternoon anyway.

Darkness didn't strengthen the zombies.

The dozen or so trucks could easily hold more than three hundred people. No one cared about overloading.

Fa Wang led a group to stay behind and guard the home, while the rest went.

Chen Luo thought that staying at home all the time wasn't a good idea. He also had Mifan to divine good and bad fortune for him.

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I'm too useless. I can only update twice today. I'll write the next chapter and post it.