"Alright, carry the supplies and follow in."
There was no other way.
The lackey said, "Brother Jin, will the survivors from Sunshine District cause us trouble?"
"Heh." Jin Ding looked at him as if he were an idiot, "Are you sick or just brainless? We’re here to deliver supplies and seek cooperation. Wu Xiang that idiot ca to cause trouble; do you think that’s the sa?"
"Right, Brother Jin makes sense."
Without saying much more, Jin Ding was actually very curious about the shelter in Sunshine District; damn, to dare establish a shelter based on a district on land, they must be incredibly capable.
It was even hard to imagine how they dealt with the zombies.
After all, this was He City, even in the suburbs, the number of zombies was still very high.
Inside the district.
Lin Fan was chatting with Han Shuang and others.
"Yesterday afternoon, we ca across a convoy of survivors, they ca from He City. We talked with them, and according to them, they originally had a shelter in He City with over a hundred survivors, but it was breached by Evolutionary Zombies. They fled from He City to here."
Han Shuang was explaining.
Lin Fan asked, "How many of them are left now?"
Han Shuang replied, "Two vehicles, both modified. Maybe around a dozen or twenty people; one of them is a bus with quite a few survivors inside, mostly won and children."
Lin Fan asked, "Did you tell them about Sunshine District?"
Han Shuang shook her head, "No, mainly because we don’t know their origins and they had weapons, so we didn’t dare to."
She knew Lin Fan was very capable, but if Lin Fan wasn’t in the district and she brought these people over, if the survivors turned on them, it could cause a lot of trouble.
"It’s okay, if you et them you can tell them. I think I can figure them out; besides, those who can flee with children are probably not those extrely wicked bad guys. Which way were they heading?"
Lin Fan understood Han Shuang’s concerns; it was a thought everyone would have. He could see that Han Shuang was always very cautious, as if she preferred not to take credit rather than make a mistake, perhaps influenced by her past job.
Han Shuang said, "They were heading towards the Su Hai Road area, maybe trying to settle in He City, or perhaps thinking of moving forward constantly, looking for a suitable place."
Just then.
Thump thump.
"Is anyone there? I’m Jin Ding, sent by Boss He from Lucky Number without any ill intent, please be at ease."
Lin Fan opened the door.
He looked at the two unfamiliar survivors outside the iron door.
"What do you want? Who are you looking for?"
Lin Fan didn’t know much about Lucky Number, only that he didn’t want to be involved. Just live your lives, and I’d rather not have too much interaction.
Jin Ding smiled and said, "My na is Jin Ding, sent by Boss He. Here is so supplies specifically sent by Boss He for you guys. We hope you can understand; that Wu Xiang who ca here the other day and offended everyone wasn’t following Boss He’s orders."
Now it was clear, they were here to apologize for Wu Xiang’s actions, but to Lin Fan, he didn’t want any involvent with Lucky Number, having seen that so-called Boss He, who was not a good guy.
"No worries, take the stuff back. Wu Xiang’s matter has nothing to do with ; I’ve sent them to the police station," said Lin Fan.
Jin Ding felt a shock in his heart as a vivid scene flashed through his mind. The man before him was surely ruthless, not killing Wu Xiang and his n himself, but instead delivering them to the police station. He must have tied them up there and then lured the zombies to them, letting the zombies finish the job.
He could imagine Wu Xiang and the others facing the arriving zombies, their faces undoubtedly pale with fright, perhaps even wetting themselves.
Jin Ding laughed, using the smile to mask his inner turmoil.
He felt as if the other was making a display of power.
It was as if he was saying, "So what if you belong to Lucky No. He Ye? We at Sunshine District Shelter don’t even take him seriously. If his people dare to make trouble, we’ll show them."
In the past, Jin Ding, who had often watched zombie films, knew that survivors in a post-apocalyptic world had to out-tough each other to survive.
As if struck by a thought.
Jin Ding stood with his hands on his hips, deliberately unbuttoning his shirt to reveal the handgun at his waist, as though to say, "See this? I’ve got a gun. I may be just a small fry at Lucky No., but even a small fry like has a gun. Do you feel the power of Lucky No.?"
Lin Fan noticed the gun at Jin Ding’s waist in an instant.
It looked like a police sidearm.
"Your gun is..."
He felt that firearms seed a little too common now.
Sure enough, Jin Ding’s face broke into a smile, finally bringing up the topic of guns. He had intended to make a show of it, needing to let the other party understand the dominance of Lucky No.
We’re here to deliver goods on behalf of He Ye, not because we’re afraid of you or intending to suck up to you, but to demonstrate how formidable Lucky No. is, starting with how tough the underlings like are.
"Oh, the gun," Jin Ding said, casually patting the handle of his gun at his waist, "Well, that story goes back more than ten days. A comrade ca by with a group of survivors, one of whom seed to be injured and needed dicine. This comrade ca to Lucky No. as if it was his own ho, demanding that we give dicine to save soone."
"You know how precious dicine is in the apocalypse, and the guy was so domineering too. Could I just put up with that? Without a second thought, I went in with a flying kick, knocking that comrade to the ground. He tried to draw his gun, but I was quicker, got him in a chokehold, squeezing fiercely. The guy was in agony, kicking the ground, his face turning beet red. You think I’d let go after that? Obviously, I couldn’t. I seized the chance to pull the gun from his waist and gave him a good shot to the head. The scene was, ahh, just so dominant."
Jin Ding rambled on.
Seeing that Lin Fan’s expression seed a bit off, Jin Ding felt a secret thrill, sensing that he had successfully intimidated the other party.
Indeed, telling these tales was the way to command the scene.
The underling standing beside Jin Ding looked perplexed, thinking that the story wasn’t like this at all; that comrade had countered with a move and subdued Jin Ding in no ti, and it was soone else who had whacked the assailant on the back of the head with an iron rod, resolving the situation. It was later that Jin Ding carried the body and dumped it in the water.
That was the real sequence of events.
It was definitely not the way Jin Ding told it.
Lin Fan said, "So, you took possession of the gun?"
"Yeah."
Jin Ding replied.
At that mont.
Lin Fan thought of Officer Huang, who even as a zombie, continued to protect He City, and the man whom this guy before him had killed had likewise protected a group of survivors boarding the Lucky No. He hadn’t expected him to be murdered.
In such circumstances.
He found it sowhat unbearable.
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