"What... what are you doing?"
The boss was terrified, his body shivered. The gun Tang Ye held was made from Level 3 anti-life mutated steel from Chenghuang Hotel. It was 4.7cm long, with a 14.5 caliber, extremely powerful, comparable to any top-grade sniper rifle. The bullets it used were RIP rounds, banned before the Apocalypse, capable of tearing a person into shreds instantly!
Even the formidable Level 3 zombie couldn’t withstand the destructive force of this thing. Now it was in Tang Ye’s hands pointed at him, how could the boss not be afraid?
Looking at the boss whose body shivered like a sifting chaff, Tang Ye smiled, rotated the muzzle towards Chen Chaoyang. Chen was stunned and instinctively retreated a step.
Putting down the gun, Tang Ye opened the revolver’s cylinder, all eight chambers were stuffed with bullets. He shook his hand and dumped out the bullets. The bullets of this gun weren’t pointed but concave, around it were eight spikes forming a circle, these kind of bullets were undoubtedly mini-shells.
If hit, even with exceptionally good luck, severe injury would be imminent.
"That it is...hahaha." The boss wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead and responded to Tang Ye with a forced smile.
Tang Ye reloaded the bullets back into the cylinder, gave Chen Chaoyang a deep look. He had previously asked him not to kill Jin Wenyi, and it definitely wasn’t to avoid future trouble.
At first, Tang Ye didn’t realize what was going on, but now he understood. Even if killing Jin Wenyi would bring bigger troubles, as long as he had absolute power, he would end up winning.
Chen Chaoyang brought him into Shiwuguan Base and sought revenge by using his power. Why would he use that little?
Chen Chaoyang had deep hatred for many people. These people had given him destructive blows, crushing all his hopes. Would it be enough to just kill the people who directly ruined him?
He wanted Tang Ye not to kill Jin Wenyi so he could draw out Jin Wenyi’s father, Jin Liudong, and kill them all.
"Hahahahaha, gentlemen...what would you like to order?"
Feeling the tense atmosphere, the boss tried to lighten the mood. He just wanted to get rid of these potential troublemakers, even if that meant making a loss.
In the current state of Qinshan Base, getting killed would mean you lost everything.
"I’m not buying anything." Tang Ye shook his head.
The boss’s face went blank, his expression turned ugly. He felt anger but dared not to express it. He could only look at Tang Ye with a constipated expression.
He had confirmed, these guys in front of him came here to cause trouble. However, whose side were they on?
Chenghuang Hotel had many rival forces. Which of these had such powerful people? The vitality of this young man and that muscular man seemed to surpass even Level 4 New Humans!
"Could it be..." Not sure what he was thinking, but the boss suddenly turned pale.
As he engaged in wild speculations, a commotion started outside the shop. Gunshots and desperate screams were heard, and silhouettes flickering in and out of the shop door, fresh blood splattered amid the flash of blades!
Everything happened so suddenly. The people from Shiwuguan Base turned their heads to look towards the shop door and were about to take out their weapons. But they noticed that the shopkeeper and his assistants were ignoring the chaos outside and were nervously watching Tang Ye.
The sky outside had darkened. It was the most "lively" time at Qinshan Base!
"So gentlemen, what would you like..."
The boss’s voice trembled. Before he could finish his sentence, Tang Ye interrupted, "We are here to sell things."
Having said that, the people from the Shiwuguan Base took off their backpacks and gave them a shake.
The boss heaved a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: "Phew, you scared me. I thought they were heading to Qing Coffin Society..."
Ever since Tang Ye and his crew walked in, the boss had been observing them. They were all dressed clean, not like the usual survivors of the apocalypse. Was that possible? Except for Tang Ye, all the others carried big and small bags. They seemed to have fled to the base from the city. Perhaps it was because Tang Ye and the muscular man were so powerful that the people who followed them looked better off than others.
"Selling stuff? Ah, all right then...haha, what exactly are you selling?"
Letting out an awkward laugh, the boss asked Tang Ye carefully. Tang Ye didn’t reply but said to the people of the Shiwuguan Base, "Leave a third of it, take out the rest."
More than ten people from Shiwuguan Base responded at the same time, their voices strong and authoritative. The boss’s face turned serious. He felt as if these people were soldiers instead of survivors struggling for their lives in the apocalypse.
But who were they exactly? He didn’t recall seeing them before.
The crew from Shiwuguan Base quickly took off their backpacks and began to unload their rations, such as potato cakes, pickled cabbage, bacon, and so on.
As soon as they took these out, the smell of pickles wafted out. In the apocalypse, people wouldn’t mind the smell, but they would certainly turn their heads towards it, sniffing hard.
Within no time, the counter was piled up with food, forming a small mountain. Survivors running around outside the shop took one glance at the scene inside and stopped in their tracks, their eyes flashing greed. Then they looked up at the sign above the shop, hesitated for a while, but didn’t dare to enter.
Of course, there were a few daring ones who approached step by step with their knives in hand. However, when they were at the doorstep, Ah Fu turned his head, eyes full of anger and emanating an intimidating aura, successfully scaring those people into peeing their pants. They stumbled and fell back, running away in fear.
The shop’s boss was taken aback. Hands on his jaws, he stared in disbelief, speechless for a long while.
"You guys are selling these...things? Really?"
The boss stuttered, trying to get a definite answer from Tang Ye, who nodded in confirmation.
The boss was confused. Where did they get all these things from?
Since the apocalypse, the food these people were now selling had been pretty much wiped out. In the base, such food was considered a luxury. How could they pull out so much of it?
"Hurry up, stop babbling. How much can you give?"
Seeing Tang Ye’s impatience, the boss made a quick calculation and made up his mind, "How about 300 Yajin?"
After glancing at Li Xiaoyan and seeing him nod, Tang Ye said, "Done, 300 Yajin it is."
"Good good good!" The boss was ecstatic. He moved towards the counter and took out his phone. But Tang Ye looked confused, he didn’t bring his phone!
"Brother, you..." Seeing Tang Ye’s expression, the boss seemed to understand something. Feeling awkward, he shook his head and ended up making a transfer of 300 Yajin to Chen Chaoyang.
After the transaction was completed, Tang Ye looked at the revolver by the boss’s side and hinted, "Your gun...it’s quite good, isn’t it?"
The boss’s face turned dark, even a fool could understand what Tang Ye’s words meant. Feeling helpless, he could only grit his teeth and say, "Yes, it is indeed quite good. How about I give it to you?"
"That’s exactly what I was thinking. You’re a good man."