The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

"Um, Brother Ding, I was wrong before. I shouldn't, um, take away what others like. I'll give you this knife... I'll give it back to you..."

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

"Ah? This... this is not good. I've already smoked a few cigarettes, and the jerky, the jerky..."

Ding Yongguo looked at the saber with some nostalgia, waved his hand embarrassedly, and patted the cigarette box in his pocket. All 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 it back for you. If I remember correctly, I haven't paid you more than 10,000 yuan for the two orders in July and August. Now you don't have to pay it back. It's a great bargain, haha."

Zhang Su tilted his head towards Zheng Xinyu, and Zheng Xinyu immediately took out two packs of cigarettes from her bag and stuffed them into Zhang Xin's hands.

He and Ding Yongguo did business in a delayed manner, but he never owed them anything. Usually, tens of thousands of yuan of goods had to be put on the financial management software for a month or two before paying. Even a small amount was still meat, and a few tens of yuan of interest was still money...

When Zhang Su mentioned money, many people around were stunned for a moment.

Money, something we once worked hard for day and night, has now become the dust of history. Many past events come to my mind, as if they were just yesterday.

"Hey, hey, no, this is not possible, Brother Su, I dare not take your things, Brother Ding, cigarettes are nothing, I have plenty, it is wrong for me to forcibly exchange your weapons, hurry up and take them back."

Zhang Xin almost stuttered. On the one hand, he refused the two packets of Yunnan Yunnan milk handed to him by Zheng Xinyu, and on the other hand, he tried to persuade Ding Yongguo to accept the dog-leg military knife.

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

"Doing things that are tasteless..."

Zhao Dezhu and others were watching the fun happily. It was unkind of them to call you a fruit man. Now you know how uncomfortable it is...

"Then I will, eh..."

"Just give it back to us, why are you taking so long?"

Swish, before Ding Yongguo could finish his polite remarks, Zheng Ziwen at the side took the decision for him. He turned around and took the knife from Zhang Xin's hand, glanced at his uncle impatiently, then walked back to the luggage and began to pack in silence.

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Lu Yubo and Zhao Dezhu looked at each other, and they both pointed at Zheng Ziwen. Their expressions were exactly the same as the real bullet, even the smiles on their faces were exactly the same. There was only one word in their minds: Chao.

Zheng Xinyu had a disgusted expression as if she had been connected to an online opponent who ate shit during the live PK. How could a guy with the same surname as her be such a jerk?

"Uncle Ding, why don't you let this little brother take your last name Ding?"

"what?"

Ding Yongguo felt that his brain's computing speed could not keep up.

"It's okay, Lao Ding... I have something to talk to him about!"

Zhang Su smiled and waved his hand to interrupt, then stepped forward, grabbed Zheng Ziwen by the back of the neck, and lifted him up.

He turned Zheng Ziwen around like he was holding a chicken, and put his whole cheek against his, saying in a serious tone: "Boy, all the credit for you being alive today goes to your uncle. If you want to live well, just be good and obedient, and explain yourself clearly!"

Ding Yongguo subconsciously wanted to stop Zhang Su, but when he thought about how terrible his nephew's performance was, he stood aside without saying anything, with a complicated expression on his face.

Ding Yongguo's feelings for Zheng Ziwen all come from his mother. He wanted to give up this disappointing guy more than once, but in the end he chose to compromise because of the bond of family affection. But this does not mean that he has no thoughts in his mind.

Tolerance is like a credit card, it has a limit, and when the limit is reached, the card will burst...

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

Zheng Ziwen had killed zombies after the apocalypse, but he had never killed a human. When the strong murderous intent came towards him and the cold gaze made his face twitch, the thing in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. He nodded mechanically like a zombie, and squeezed out three words dryly from his throat.

"Ming, I understand."

Zhang Su did not let him go immediately. After another three or five seconds of stalemate, he put on a smile and let go of his hand.

Zheng Ziwen landed on the ground, his heart still hanging in his stomach. He had just clearly felt death approaching, and suddenly he thought of how the people around him addressed the person in front of him.

King Yama suddenly gave him a feeling that the name was worthy of his name. Anyway, this guy was much scarier than a zombie.

When he was picked up, Zheng Ziwen also thought about resisting, but he didn't dare to do it. It was as if an invisible force was locking him down, and if he did it, 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.

"I'll teach your naughty kid a lesson for you. Haha, I'm leaving first. You guys clean up and we'll talk later!"

After saying that, Zhang Su hurriedly left with his men. After they were far away, he heard the conversation between Ding Yongguo and Zheng Ziwen.

"Uncle, that guy is so fierce. Is he a good person? Why don't we go to another place?"

"Ziwen, if you continue like this, I can't 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 family affection.

There was bound to be more arguments to come, but Zhang Su didn't have time to listen any further, so they all went back upstairs to the sauerkraut fish restaurant.

"This wave of zombies is a bit exaggerated. Considering the personal safety of the survivors of our branch, and in order to fight the zombies more efficiently and safely, I decided to gather everyone in the barracks guarded by civilization. Do you have any difficulties with this arrangement?"

Zhang Su looked at everyone and got straight to the point. He tapped his fingers on the piled-up dining table, making a loud thump. Everyone stood up, including him.

Everyone understood that what Zhang Su asked at the end was what difficulties there were. In other words, this was a plan that had already been decided and must be implemented. There was no room for negotiation. If there were any inconveniences, they could raise them and find a way to solve them.

Upon hearing this arrangement, Liu Yao and Yang Xinqi looked at each other for the first time and both breathed a sigh of relief. They had a conversation about this matter 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 be honest, Lao Yang and I have been worried all night. To be honest, there were only a few cats and dogs in the kindergarten. If there was no large-scale attack yesterday, otherwise... really, I think it's good to be together."

Liu Yao had a wry smile of relief on his face. The kindergarten was not all smooth sailing yesterday. It was attacked by six or seven waves of zombies. The number of zombies attacked each other from a few to more than twenty. In total, he killed about a hundred. He was lucky that he did not encounter any big ones, otherwise the situation would not be so optimistic.

"The Civilization Guard has strong soldiers and horses, and the barracks are well-equipped. With the management of President Li, it is definitely a good camp. As long as President Li doesn't mind, we have no complaints."

Yang Xinqi nodded and expressed his attitude very readily.

Li Zongkai waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No, no, there is no President Li. I am also a member of Tianma Island. I always follow Mr. Zhang's instructions. It is my honor to be able to provide help to everyone. I hope you will cooperate with me in the future."

It seems like a very respectable sentence, but it actually implies a lot of information. Its main message is that you must be obedient when you arrive at the barracks and not act recklessly. I only obey the King of Hell, not you!

Wu Baokang didn't hear these twists and turns, but he frowned and waited for Li Zongkai to finish speaking before saying, "I don't mind going to the barracks, but there is a shortage of supplies... This is a problem!"

It is well known that the barracks is located in a remote area. The places around where supplies can be collected have basically been emptied out by the protection of civilization. Now the environment is even worse, and it is difficult to expand the radiation range for collecting supplies, which means that supplies cannot be replenished in a short period of time.

"Supplies are indeed critical, but it's not yet urgent. I can guarantee the supply of food, and we need to find a way to get daily necessities from the city. The most important thing now is to concentrate our efforts on stabilizing the situation!"

Zhang Su promised that food problem is not a big issue in rural areas.

Everyone had a bitter smile on their face. It had been more than four months since the end of the world. From nothing to something, things seemed to be getting better and better, giving people the illusion that human civilization was about to revive. But a rainfall brought everything back to square one.

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

During this brief silence, hurried footsteps sounded on the stairs, and then Zhang Su heard Wu Daqiang telling Zhao Dezhu that they had something urgent to discuss with Li Zongkai...

Urgent!

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.