Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

Chapter 373 - 322: The Consequences of a Loose Tongue

Liu Shijie and the others wore expressions of fear and unease on their faces because Qi Xiaoshuai, who had been half-dead five minutes ago, was now sitting lively and vigorous before them on the car’s trunk. If not for the bloodstains on his face that hadn’t been cleaned off, he’d look as if he hadn’t been beaten at all.

This change made Liu Shijie and the others feel chilled to the bone. In the apocalypse, direct death wasn’t all that terrifying; what’s frightening is being half-dead and hanging on, unable to recover from tormenting pain, powerless when faced with danger, leading to suffocating despair.

But these people have miraculous medicine, able to restore someone beaten half to death back to normal in just a few minutes!

We’ve encountered steel plates... actual steel plates.

"Big Brother, we truly were blind and shouldn’t have laid hands on your brothers. Please consider our ignorance and foolishness and spare us. We will give you everything we have, just spare our lives. We’re begging you!"

Liu Shijie kowtowed repeatedly, not forgetting to give his companions a signal.

"Please, Big Brother, let us go."

"Give us a way to live, Big Brother, we were wrong."

"I didn’t lay hands on this brother, please spare me."

A fat man’s words drew collective looks of anger from the other four, was he selling out his teammates?

"Survival in the apocalypse also requires rules and order. I understand, now let’s talk properly about rules and order."

Zhang Su suddenly spoke, the scene quieting down immediately. He looked at Liu Shijie and said, "Come, tell me, what are the rules and order in the apocalypse?"

Liu Shijie’s face, once proud, now looked quite deflated, yet he had to put on a fawning smile and said, "Rules and order depend on the strong; Big Brother, you’re strong, so you call the shots, we’ll listen to you!"

This remark made several on the Celestial Horse Island nod silently. Such flexible individuals are more dangerous than those who stubbornly clash head-on, because they know how to endure and lower their heads, then strike back critically!

"Hmm, this is what it means to know the times." Zhang Su smiled, pointing at Liu Shijie, then looked at the still weak Qi Xiaoshuai, asking, "Xiaoshuai, who initially told you to leave your stuff and go?"

"Him!" Qi Xiaoshuai pointed at the fat man who had enraged everyone, saying, "It was this guy who told me to leave my stuff, get lost!"

"You didn’t lay hands on my brother, but you gave shitty advice? Damn it!"

Saying this, Zhang Su pulled out the Dog Leg Military Saber, already untouched for long, its bright blade clearly well-maintained.

"No, Big Brother, Big Brother, I, I, I was just joking, joking..."

The fat man was immediately terrified to tears, crying profusely, shaking his head frantically to plead, even wetting his pants with his tears running down his cheeks. He was soaking despite wearing several layers!

His companions shuffled aside, having no intention of helping him, a classic case of betrayal and abandonment.

"Joking?" Zhang Su walked towards the fat man, shaking his head, saying, "Joking in the apocalypse is very dangerous. Your big brother never told you? Since your mouth is so... watery!"

"Water? Brother Su, catch it!"

Seeing Zhang Su gesture for water, despite feeling strange, Lu Yubo tossed over a thermos.

Clack.

Zhang Su caught the thermos, sheathed the Dog Leg, grabbed the collar of the fat man’s shirt from the back, dragged him to the pickup truck, threw him to the ground, opened the thermos lid, and poured water on the car door.

The fat man lay limp on the ground, somewhat relieved seeing the machete put away, yet his bizarre actions still left him feeling a bit afraid.

Not only the fat man, but Zhang Su’s strange actions left everyone present puzzled, but in the next second, everyone understood!

"You like talking so much, still want to talk if your mouth is stuck?"

Saying this, Zhang Su grabbed the fat man and pressed his face against the watered-down car door.

"Ah, ah, Big Brother, ah... I’m wrong, I’m wrong!"

At temperatures below twenty or thirty degrees, the heat of the warm water was instantly whisked away. After the fat man’s face stuck to the car door for a few seconds, half his skin was stuck firmly, unable to separate.

Not only that, but the height at which he was stuck was terribly inconsiderate, not low or high enough, forcing him to squat awkwardly like he was horse riding, extremely uncomfortable and weird.

If it were a flexible skinny person, like Pang Dakun, it would easily be solved by changing posture. However, this fat man was inherently clumsy, wearing many layers, making him even less nimble, having only to rely against the car door trying to decrease pressure with friction.

"Large, ah, aah, ooh, ah ah ah..."

With his skin stretched, his mouth pulled open, the fat man showed a terrified, contorted look on his face, unable to articulate a single complete word, emitting only incoherent sounds.

Liu Shijie’s four companions dared not utter a word, keeping their mouths shut, watching the fat man stuck to the car door. They indeed hated him for his loose lips selling them out, but shared his helpless fate, knowing they’d be powerless if hung like this themselves.

"Hey, how’s your relationship with each other?"

After sticking the fat man, Zhang Su wasn’t interested in his pleas, turning to Liu Shijie’s bunch, saying, "There’s a chance now, anyone willing to replace him, those replaced and the fat man both get to live, is anyone willing?"

His words made Liu Shijie’s four companions instantly dodge Zhang Su’s gaze, signaling clear reluctance to switch with the fat man or... distrust of Zhang Su’s promise.

"Hmm, seems you guys don’t know me well, since no one’s willing, then... Xiaoshuai, come!"

"Hey!"

Qi Xiaoshuai responded nervously and quickly walked in front of Zhang Su.

Zhang Su drew out the saber and handed it to Qi Xiaoshuai, saying, "Keep it clean!"

"Ah... ah, ah!"

A cold glint flashed past the fat man’s eye, leaving him glued to the car, struggling fearfully. However, his facial skin was stuck fast to the car, and he couldn’t pull free unless he was willing to tear off his skin. No amount of struggle would help!

Qi Xiaoshuai noticed the frozen urine on the fat man’s pants and took the saber from Zhang Su’s hand, nodding heavily.

"I’ll send you off!"

At those words, Qi Xiaoshuai swung the saber towards the fat man’s neck. Though the delivery rider wasn’t skilled with bladed weapons, after practicing daily, cutting a target that couldn’t move was easy, especially with anger fueling him!

Swoosh...

The light flashed, and many instinctively turned their heads.

Psh...

Blood started to seep out from the thick collar, the fat man’s terrified gaze gradually darkening, his body losing its support and collapsing. His facial skin remained stuck to the car door, with his arms falling limp, and the corpse bent over limply.

"Ah..."

From the back of the crowd, Su Xiaoya screamed again, though this time it was only half a scream. She covered her mouth to stifle it, her wide eyes filled with terror.

Killing.

Using a knife to slash the neck directly.

The expression a person makes right before death is profound, directly impacting the soul, unbearable.

"You reminded me of a woman I used to know, always screaming!"

Zheng Xinyu glared at Su Xiaoya discontentedly.

People around scratched their heads, unsure who Zheng Xinyu was talking about...

Thud!

Lu Yubo jumped out from the side, pulled out a food sampler, and jabbed it at the fat man’s head to prevent corpse reanimation.

"Thanks, Brother Su."

Qi Xiaoshuai sighed in relief, returning the saber to Zhang Su. The feeling of revenge was exhilarating, clearing away much of his inner frustration.

"Hold on!"

Zhang Su didn’t take the saber, patted Qi Xiaoshuai’s shoulder, and asked, "Who was the first to shout to beat you up?"

As soon as he spoke, he saw Liu Shijie’s face change dramatically. No need for Qi Xiaoshuai to answer, he already knew.

"Brother, let’s talk things over. Our camp has plenty of supplies. Spare me, and I’ll sincerely apologize, guaranteed to satisfy you!"

Liu Shijie was indeed the leader of his group, even facing death, still bargaining for his life. He spoke orderly, not acting recklessly; far superior to the fat man before.

"Brother Jie, right? I want to ask, when you beat my brother half to death and took him away, what was your plan? I heard the Cyan Dragon Corps uses living people for experiments. I assume you wanted to sell my brother to them, didn’t you?"

Rip!

While speaking, Zhang Su tore the fat man’s body from the car door. Half of the facial skin came off, dangling from the car door. Blood quickly froze, the sight horrifying.

"No, no, absolutely nothing like that!"

Liu Shijie was terrified, his mouth bitter, vehemently denying it, nodding urgently towards Qi Xiaoshuai. "Brother, ask this man. I was planning to ransom him. He said he was from Kuanzhuang, so I intended to swap for supplies from Cyan Dragon Corps, then ransom him at Kuanzhuang. No plans to sell him to Cyan Dragon Corps. I swear!"

"Yeah, that reminded me!" Zhang Su looked at Xiaobo and said, "I also claimed to be from Kuanzhuang earlier. Why didn’t you suspect us at all?"

"Because... the other guy didn’t react. I knew someone was lying, but didn’t think everyone was in on it..."

Mentioning this, Xiaobo felt utterly depressed, wishing to slap himself hard. Ever shrewd, he failed to see that both sides were acting, ensnared by malice.

"Hehe..." Qi Xiaoshuai grinned, scratching his head, "Brother Su, you don’t know. When they said we were going to Cyan Dragon Corps, I was so nervous, afraid they’d spot a slip. How’d I do, not bad right?"

"Awesome, Xiaoshuai, did you use to act during deliveries, fooling customers, haha?"

Zhao Dezhu gave a thumbs-up; he wasn’t good at acting, his emotions on display. Pondering if it were him in Qi Xiaoshuai’s encounter, he’d probably have been dealt with by now...

Zhang Su nodded with a smile, then looked at Liu Shijie, saying, "Life is a play, and it’s all about acting. My brother acted well, didn’t he?"

"Well, well, brother’s brother, ah... uh..."

Liu Shijie hurriedly flattered, yet in a blink, the lethal blade had come over. He hadn’t even seen when the deadly saber returned to Zhang Su’s hand. Without hesitation, the cold gleam flicked, his throat warmed, and breathing was no longer possible.