Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

Chapter 115: Chapter 95: Ha, Draven!

Liang Dacheng exuded an imposing presence, quite intimidating, causing the student group to lose their composure at once.

After all, before the disaster, they were just students at school, nobody dared to break the law, and upon hearing such words, naturally, a sense of awe arose.

“Brother Su?”

Kuang Miao quietly leaned towards Zhang Su and called him, trying to gauge his opinion.

Zhang Su spread his hands, turned around to look at Liang Dacheng and his group, and said with amusement, “Baihe Street Community? Rescue team captain? Resettlement camp? Orders from above? You crafted quite a story, if you keep going, will you even believe it yourself?”

Others might be intimidated by Liang Dacheng’s show, pretending to be a bigwig, but Zhang Su wasn’t having any of it; he had always been bold and daring.

“You!”

Liang Dacheng glared angrily, then calmed himself and said again, “Everything I said is true, if you don’t believe it, you can go see for yourself; the resettlement camp is thriving. Yet here you are, bad-mouthing instead of contributing. Are you even human?”

Zhang Su, seeing the other party still being stubborn, said flatly, “I’ll bad-mouth your deity! I don’t want to keep bickering with you, giving you two choices, either leave now, or die now!”

Liang Dacheng was impatient, and Zhang Su was in no mood to keep listening to stories here.

As Zhang Su finished speaking, Zheng Xinyu and the others immediately went on guard, their weapons in hand suddenly raised in front of them, ready to act at the slightest provocation.

“You all!”

Liang Dacheng hadn’t expected the situation to change so quickly, nor that the real authority lay hidden within the group, was he talking to mere lackeys earlier?

“Are you trying to rebel against the heavens? I’m telling you, today whether you hand over supplies or not, you have to comply, it’s a regulation from above!”

After he spoke, to everyone’s shock, Liang Dacheng pulled out a handgun!

“Ah!”

“Oh my god, he’s got a gun!”

“No, Brother Su, don’t be impulsive!”

Everyone was thoroughly panicked, even Zheng Xinyu and her group felt an overwhelming sense of threat.

Under strict control, among everyone present, only Zhang Su had played with real guns at a shooting range before, and Lu Yubo had seen them once or twice, others had never seen them.

Seeing a firearm suddenly in someone else’s hand, the intimidation factor was undeniable.

Among the four in the student group, except Chen Hanzhou, the other three mimicked scenes from films, squatting on the ground not daring to move.

Zhao Dezhu was also shielding Yu Family father and daughter aside, eyes full of fury but didn’t dare to speak.

“Kid, weren’t you cocky just now?” Liang Dacheng sneered coldly, waving the revolver at Kuang Miao and the others, “They only need to squat, but you must kneel!”

“Kneel?” Zhang Su spread his hands, also revealing an inscrutable smile, “In this world, nobody can make me kneel!”

“Today, there is, and that’s me!” Liang Dacheng raised the revolver again, his face showing a fierce grin, saying to Zheng Xinyu and the four, “You’re all together, aren’t you? Kneel to me! Now!”

Swish.

Instead of kneeling, Zhang Su did something shocking to everyone, by pulling out a machete specially used to confront people, clearly ready to fight!

“Brother Su, don’t act impulsively, as long as we have the mountains, there will be wood to burn!”

Zheng Xinyu quickly tugged at Zhang Su’s arm, face turning pale with fear.

Facing zombies they could still battle, even if two, three times, with good terrain, four, five, six, seven, eight times was possible, but against a fellow human with a gun, victory was near impossible.

“Brother Su, let’s not trust that bullshit about fists being faster than bullets within seven steps, just listen to Sister Xinyu.”

Lu Yubo’s face still looked fierce, but his heart was already trembling, facing the black muzzle, no one was unafraid.

“Just one broken gun and you want to threaten us so many people? Even if all six bullets hit, five people still remain! Wives, Bozai, Old Tan, do you dare to fight with me?”

There was not a hint of fear on Zhang Su’s face.

“Well well, you’re tough, so what about a machete? Want to test my gun?” Liang Dacheng’s eyebrows raised when he found he couldn’t intimidate Zhang Su, aimed his revolver at Zhang Su.

“Brother Su is right, just six bullets, screw you!” Lu Yubo was the first to respond, shaking the grain sampling tool in his hand.

“The pack on the chest shouldn’t be so easy to penetrate, right? Not sure if he can hit dead-on every time, I sure can’t! Ha…”

Zheng Xinyu tightened the backpack on her chest, standing next to Zhang Su, using a baseball bat to shield her head.

Zhong Xiaoshan didn’t speak, also placing a wrench across her nose, then stood beside Zheng Xinyu.

Tan Huajun pursed her lips and moved a step forward, standing beside Zhong Xiaoshan, the caliper in her hand looked comical but intimidating.

“F*** it, I’m no coward!”

Zhao Dezhu stomped over to stand next to Tan Huajun.

“Master Zhao…”

Yuwen wanted to dissuade him but was too late, biting his lip, secretly deciding that as soon as the fighting started, he would simultaneously launch an attack, catching those three off guard!

Zhang Su didn’t expect Zhao Dezhu to stand up, looking at him with some surprise, nodding without saying anything.

“Alright, alright, being tough, huh, today you six will be the sacrifice for my gun! Didn’t die by a zombie’s bite, but you’ll die by my gun, don’t regret it!”

Liang Dacheng squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth, yet unconsciously stepped back a step.

This step back didn’t escape Zhang Su’s eyes, who smirked quietly.

In the blink of an eye, without warning, Zhang Su suddenly sprung up with a step, covering the short four or five meters distance in under a second, reaching Liang Dacheng!