You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

Agree to his terms!

Hou Shubin was anxious, but he himself was indecisive, so he could only look eagerly at Big Beard, hoping he would understand his intention.

Going back on his word in front of so many subordinates, unless he didn't care about his own prestige being damaged.

Not just him, but all eyes were focused on Big Beard.

And that revolver of his.

"Boss Peng, I regret that I cannot accept your terms."

Big Beard finally spoke up.

But his words not only made Peng Yue's expression turn cold but also scared Hou Shubin so much that he almost dropped his gun.

If it weren't for the enemies watching their every move, he would have loved to strangle Big Beard and ask him what on earth was he thinking?

I came with you to make a fortune!

Not to court death!

"No, Beard, what are you saying!"

"Do you really want to die here?"

"Let him go!"

Hou Shubin quickly whispered in persuasion.

But in his urgency, he failed to keep his voice down, so the people around them suddenly looked at them strangely, their gazes tinged with contempt from time to time.

Especially Peng Yue, who showed a smug, confident expression.

Obviously, the two couldn't even agree with each other, so it was only a matter of time before they caved to the pressure and surrendered to him; they just needed a bit more pressure.

He was just about to speak, when the person behind Peng Liu said in a muffled voice:

"We can't leave even if Boss Peng wants to let us go, as we haven't completed our mission."

"Otherwise, returning would mean certain death."

"Better to die here."

Peng Yue's eyes immediately turned frosty; these two were obviously here with a particular purpose in mind.

Could it be from the tire factory? Or perhaps, surnamed Chen?

"Brother, stop wasting words with him!"

"Take action!"

Peng Liu was as resolute as ever, apparently not valuing his own life at all.

But the occasional twitch of his eye and the beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed that he wasn't as fearless inside as he appeared on the outside.

Meanwhile, the people around them began to stir once more.

"Boss, take action!"

"They wouldn't dare to do anything to Brother Liu!"

"Damn it, it's definitely Chen who sent them, trying to use Brother Liu to coerce the captain!"

Peng Yue's face shifted between light and shadow, evidently weighing his options, but in the end, he still spat out a few words:

"Release my brother."

"Speak your demands freely."

"As long as I, Peng Yue, can do it, it shall be granted."

The brothers standing beside him were moved by these words, and then they looked at the two men with even more furious expressions.

As if they were ready to rush forward at Peng Yue's command.

Even if it meant shielding the gun barrels with their bodies.

But just then, Big Beard spoke up again: "Boss Peng might have misunderstood, we did not come here to cause trouble or blackmail you."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a short, stout man beside Peng Yue shouted angrily:

"You son of a—!"

"Taking Brother Liu and still saying that?"

"Hurry up and release him, or tomorrow we'll go after Chen!"

No sooner had this person finished speaking than someone else echoed loudly: "Third Brother is right! They really think they can push us around!"

"We'll take down Chen tomorrow!"

"Damn it, I'm going to sleep with his wife right in front of him!"

The crowd burst into lewd laughter, clearly intrigued by this remark, and soon they began to discuss how they would attack Chen's place the next day.

Peng Yue's face grew increasingly grim, clearly growing impatient.

His hand had somehow reached behind his waist.

It was obvious he was hiding a weapon.

Hou Shubin was so anxious he was nearly in tears.

He looked at Big Beard with an urgent expression, "Bro, if you have any ideas, spit it out quick!"

Big Beard had actually been observing the surroundings the entire time, carefully listening to the whispers in the crowd, and when he kept hearing them mention a man surnamed Chen, he had an idea.

It was time to take a gamble!

Seeing that Peng Yue's hand had reached his lower back, he immediately spoke up:

"Peng boss,"

"Actually, we're here for business."

"Food, weapons, protective gear—our boss has it all, and we can even provide some fighters to help you deal with that Chen guy."

Peng Yue was ready to simply give orders but couldn't help but smirk at these words.

He looked at Big Beard, who was still hiding behind Peng Liu, and sneered:

"You think I'd believe you?"

"First, you sneak into my turf under the cover of darkness, then capture Liu, and now you're saying you're here to do business?"

"Either release him, or both of you will die right here today."

As he spoke, he had already drawn the weapon from his lower back—a dark muzzle instantly aimed at Hou Shubin beside him, and at the same time, the brothers following Peng Yue also pulled out their weapons.

In Peng Yue's hand was a Shenzhou-style pistol.

That was obviously a weapon only the Security Bureau had.

Two similar pistols were in the hands of his two brothers, while the others held crudely made homemade guns.

The scene suddenly became extremely tense, and even the surrounding crowd fell completely silent.

Raindrops began to fall from the sky without warning.

The air carried a chilling coldness,

Making one shiver involuntarily.

Big Beard had already made up his mind; his expression did not show panic but instead became even calmer.

"Whether you believe it or not, Peng boss, capturing Liu was actually a misunderstanding."

"We actually came from the safe zone in the city center."

"We didn't know the rules here."

Peng Yue still looked at him coldly, but a flicker of doubt crossed his eyes, obviously still not quite believing him.

But at that moment, Big Beard pushed Peng Liu toward them.

Then both of their guns were aimed at the sky.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunfire mingled with the sound of thunder.

Suddenly, a downpour began, and large raindrops pounded on everyone's faces, the cool and refreshing sensation quickly soaking their bodies from head to toe.

With his gun still pointing to the sky, Big Beard laughed and looked at Peng Yue:

"Peng boss, I've given the man back to you."

"If I'd wanted to kill someone, those few shots just now would have been enough to take out you and your brothers, even if they didn't kill you."

Still immersed in the recent gunfire, the Peng family brothers heard his words and snapped back to reality, feeling a strong mix of shame and rage that made them immediately raise their homemade guns at the two men.

"Damn it, you think you're the only ones with guns?"

"You really think we were scared in our upbringing? Think I won't blow your heads off with one shot?"

The squat and plump Peng Liu, evidently with a temper, was holding a homemade shotgun and yelling as if he was about to open fire on the two men at any moment.

Meanwhile, Peng Liu, who had finally freed himself from being held hostage, also lifted his gun, cursing loudly.

He had never been threatened like this in all his life.
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But just then, they both heard Peng Yue's calm voice.

"Number Three, Number Six."

"Put down your guns."

Upon hearing their big brother's voice, the two immediately turned their heads to look at him, disbelief in their eyes.

Were they really going to let them go?