Chapter 91: Brother Long and Chen Yi!

Cannon was carried out by Three and the others, leaving the area full of shattered glass and items. Zhang Xiao Qiang said his goodbyes and left with Yuan Yi and Yang Ke’er. Only Brother Long and Chen Yi remained in the dining hall.

“Second, what do you think?” Brother Long took a sip of his tea, before probing Chen Yi.

Chen Yi scratched his head, thinking for a while before saying: “We should kill him if we can, otherwise, he had better scram.”

Brother Long shook his head, his right hand tapping the table from time to time. He suddenly stopped before saying: “The person you sent last night, any news from him?”

“I’ve haven’t seen him yet, who knows where he is?” Chen Yi was very obedient now. He didn’t have his usual arrogant manner, and it seemed as though Chen Yi and Brother Long’s relationship was not as simple as what others saw.

“Sigh! There’s no need to search anymore, just send someone to go to that lad’s room and clean up the corpse. He truly is vicious himself!” Brother Long’s expression was grave. He had no means to deal with Zhang Xiao Qiang now. Furthermore, He Wen Bin and the rest were fearful and in awe of him. Cannon was now crippled. As for Vulture? Who knew what he was thinking. They had no choice but to watch Zhang Xiao Qiang strut around.

“We’re just going to let him off like that? With 2 bitches given just like that?” Chen Yi was slightly infuriated. 2 beauties had just been given to the wolf, a heartless one at that!

“What else can we do? As long as he doesn’t stir trouble, we should be counting our lucky stars! Did you not see the loot he brought back? He Wen Bin and the rest were all starry-eyed! He went with 3 ladies and could bring so much back. It shows that he truly has some capabilities. If that lad were to just call out, who knows how many of the brothers would just follow him!”

Brother Long was truly vexed, he had thought he had gotten a huge catch, who knew it was a fucking shark! His little abode here was not sufficient to hold this character.

“What about, that niece of yours?” Chen Yi tried asking.

“You don’t know this. Ke’er has only seen me a few times in the past. We’re not close at all. Didn’t you see that lass following that lad all day long? She doesn’t even take me as her uncle at all.”

Chen Yi racked his brains further, “Why don’t we think of a way to get him to clear the warehouse? Then we can all shift there and lift, the rations there should be sufficient!”

Brother Long sunk into deep thought. The rations were running out here, and the warehouse did, in fact, have large volumes of rations. It would be more than enough for the bunch of them here. Once they settled the issue of food, they could then slowly expand. If they ever got their hands on the ammo dump of the prison, then they would be a formidable faction around these parts. By then, if there’s anyone alive in J City who came, they would have to rely on them.

“What ideas do you have? That kid is truly cunning, he’s not someone who won’t bite unless the bait is truly worth it.” Brother Long saw that Chen Yi seem to have some idea.

“Haha, what ideas can I have, they’re all about women, possessions, and weapons. As long as the kid has a desire, we have a way don’t we?” Chen Yi was very clear that everything had a price. As long as one was willing to pay.

Brother Long thought for a while, before lifting his head: “Women is nothing, as long as we have rations, would we be afraid of a lack of women? However, we lack possessions. Furthermore, the kid won’t be moved by what we have. Look at how generous he was yesterday. We do have a few rifles, but the ammunition…”

Chen Yi looked back at Brother Long: “Our ammunition had been expended while looking for food. What’s more, even with our current speed, when will we actually obtain enough food? Don’t we have about 2,000 to 3,000 rounds? Why not just tell we only have 300 left?”

Brother Long lit up a cigarette and paced about, each step heavy with his thoughts. The broken glass was ground further under his footsteps. He suddenly came to a halt and gritted his teeth and said: “Change of plans. Let’s gather the women, and one of the guns. We’ll discuss with him tomorrow. It’s fine even if he wants all the women, I just want the storehouse.”

Zhang Xiao Qiang was currently standing beside a greenhouse near the carpark, as a wrinkled old man with calluses on his hands was carefully looking at the Beast Horn that Zhang Xiao Qiang handed him. He swung and tossed it about, before saying: “I can’t determine the material, it definitely is not weaker than industrial diamond. With my current tools here, I can’t drill a hole in it.”

Zhang Xiao Qiang thought for a while, then said: “There’s no need to drill a hole, just turn it into a long spear. You’re free to do it however you like!”

Yang Ke’er piped in: “Husband! The spear you gave me isn’t hardy, I just used it a few times and it’s already bent. Look!” The Rebar Beast Horn Spear in Yang Ke’er’s hands was slightly bent, it seemed as though she had forgotten her strength as she used it.

Zhang Xiao Qiang looked at it and smoke almost came out of his orifices. She had ignored all his teachings and preferred to use the Beast Horn Spear like a whack-a-mole stick. Whatever she had practiced in the cave seemed to be for naught.

Zhang Xiao Qiang turned to the man and said: “Make an additional mace as well. Keep it rounded, and it can be as heavy as you want. It doesn’t have to be long, about her height would be right. Then make one more blade. It should be as large as a dog’s leg. The material must be good, not malleable, and would be alright even when hitting other metal.”

He thought for a while more, then continued: “Make a shield as well. It doesn’t have to block bullets, just enough to fend off attacks.”

The wrinkled man rubbed his hands while nodding, and Zhang Xiao Qiang motioned to Yang Ke’er. She went out and brought back 2 sacks of rice and threw it at the man’s feet.

The man looked at the sacks of rice and he was overjoyed, as immediately promised to hasten the process.

Zhang Xiao Qiang looked at him and said: “Fast, and good quality, I will reward you more. However, if I’m not satisfied, heh heh…”

The man’s forehead was instantly slick with perspiration. He didn’t even dare to nod his head, he just gripped the sack of rice tightly.

Zhang Xiao Qiang turned around and walked out, Yuan Yi and the rest followed behind before Yang Ke’er suddenly bounded ahead in boredom.

Zhang Xiao Qiang checked his watch, noting that it was still early for food. He didn’t want to eat here, and turned to say: “Let’s head out to eat!”

They made a trip back to the secret garden of the rubber tires. Su Qian prepared food, while Yang Ke’er rummaged around for anything of interest. Yuan Yi followed Su Qian around to learn how to cook. She was clumsy but learned fast. She didn’t let any detail slip her, and would ask directly about things she wasn’t sure of.

Zhang Xiao Qiang strolled around the outside until he came to a small garden. There were no longer any plants or weeds growing. The entire patch of land was barren.

Coming here, he felt a stifling sensation. Vegetation had ceased to grow in this apocalypse. If this was to continue for a few years, the remaining human population would definitely run out of food. By then, if they were out of choice and had to head to the zombie-infested cities, how long would they last?