Logging 10,000 Years into the Future-Chapter 221

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Chapter 221

“I don’t care how you split it. I want 20%!”

“Motherfucker, you want 20% just because you said so? Who do you think you are? A Master?”

“What do you mean?”

…

Ma Guoyun sat on a steel chair, listening to the people arguing in front of him. His temples bulged and the veins on his forehead throbbed. Suddenly, he stood up. He disappeared from the chair. When he reappeared, he was in front of the loudest and fiercest scar-faced man. He punched.

The fist whistled, and energy exploded, tearing through the air.

“All of you … Shut up!”

The scar-faced man’s expression changed. He instinctively raised his hand to block, but Ma Guoyun’s fist still landed on his chest. He grunted and stumbled back a dozen steps.

Ma Guoyun released the powerful aura of a peak Level 6 Martial Artist, and a cold and ruthless aura enveloped the entire place.

The scene suddenly quieted down. Everyone was quiet as they stared at the valiant figure in the middle of the field. Their expressions were solemn.

“I came up with the plan, and I came up with the guy. I have the most power here. You can take whatever you want. If anyone has any objections, you can leave now. I won’t stop you.”

Ma Guoyun’s gaze swept across the entire place. His gaze was as cold as a viper’s as it swept across the murderers one by one. Some people’s eyelids twitched fiercely. A ferocious glint flashed in their eyes, but they did not speak.

“Since no one has any objections, sit down and listen to me.” Ma Guoyun said coldly.

The atmosphere froze for a moment. Then someone sat down, and the others followed suit.

Ma Guoyun’s face was cold, and the fierceness in his eyes receded. He walked back to the chair and sat down.

A hoarse and unpleasant voice, like coarse sandpaper rubbing against each other, rang out.

“What Brother Ma said is correct. We all came out to seek wealth. Why should we fight over petty profits and harm the harmony between us?”

“That’s right.” A middle-aged man in a blue suit, a white shirt, and a silver necklace walked out of the crowd. Half of his face was scorched and twisted, as if it had been burned.

Unfortunately, his smile was uglier than his crying face. Under the flickering light, he looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

“Devil Masked Vulture, a whole fleet of strategic resource vehicles, that’s not a small profit …” Someone said lightly.

The ugly middle-aged man took out a cigarette from his pocket. The corner of his mouth twitched as he laughed hoarsely. “For a Level 6 martial artist, it’s indeed not a small amount. But for a Master, it’s nothing …”

The man stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, then stretched out two fingers and rubbed them gently under the cigarette. A flame sprang out and lit the cigarette. The man took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke in his lungs. Then, he smiled at Ma Guoyun and said, “Am I right, Brother Guoyun?”

As soon as the man spoke, the expressions of the bandits changed. They seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and the way they looked at Ma Guoyun also changed.

“It turns out that Brother Ma is looking for us to snatch the strategic supply truck in order to become a Master. Why didn’t you say so earlier? Then what else do we have to fight for? We will definitely let you have the bigger share …”

“Yes, yes, Big Brother Ma, just distribute it as you wish …”

“Even if there are no benefits, this time I, Xu Laosan, will definitely do it. It’s rare for a Master to appear among us bandits! Brother Ma is amazing … ”

In a short period of time, the attitude of the bandits on the scene changed drastically. One by one, they turned from arrogance to deference. Ma Guoyun narrowed his eyes and looked at the devil-masked man in front of him. He didn’t speak, but a cold light flashed in his eyes like a knife.

The devil-masked man looked at him with a smile, then took out a cigarette and handed it to him. Ma Guoyun stood up and walked in front of the devil-masked man. He took the cigarette and put it in his mouth. The devil-masked man snapped his fingers. The flame from before reappeared and lit the cigarette.

Ma Guoyun took a deep puff of the cigarette. The devil-masked man leaned close to his ear and whispered, “You want to become a Master, so do I.”

“So I also want 30%.”

Ma Guoyun’s smoking paused for a moment, then returned to normal.

“Okay.” He replied expressionlessly. White smoke rose in front of his eyes.

Ma Guoyun’s eyes were as calm as water, but the killing intent in his heart was rolling in waves.

The devil-masked man in front of him was called the Devil-Masked Vulture. He was the only one here who was qualified to compete with him in terms of strength. Not because of anything else, but because … he was a rare martial artist with a talent for elemental control, and he was already at the peak of Level 6.

His body was covered in vigorous qi and flames. Even Wang Chong was wary of him.

It was said that this Devil-Masked Vulture was originally a martial arts prodigy, but a fire burned his entire family to death. From then on, his temperament changed greatly, and he walked the path of a bandit.

This guy’s cruel methods were famous even in the bandit circle. He loved to use fire to burn people alive.

“Since no one has any objections, I’ll make a simple allocation. Don’t worry, I, Ma Guoyun, have always done things appropriately. I won’t let everyone come here for nothing …”

As Ma Guoyun spoke, he began to explain the allocation and action plan.

Just then, a voice came from outside the factory.

“Who’s there?!”

This voice quickly sounded and was extinguished.

In the quiet factory, it was very abrupt. Everyone present was a Level 6 Martial Artist, and their five senses were very sharp. They immediately turned to look at the door.

“There seems to be some movement outside?”

Ma Guoyun glanced indifferently. “It’s probably the police. No big deal. We’ll kill them later, and then we’ll go somewhere else to talk.”

“That’s true. We have so many Level 6 Martial Artists. Why would we be afraid of a few cops?”

“They’re here just in time. I’ve been suppressing a lot of anger, and I was just about to vent it …” The bandits’ expressions quickly relaxed.

Just as Ma Guoyun said, they had people and weapons. Even if all the police in Yanhe came, they wouldn’t be afraid. They could totally kill their way out.

“Let’s go take a look.” Ma Guoyun gave a look to his underling beside him.

The underling nodded and walked toward the door with a sinister expression.

The bandits didn’t talk about benefits now, as if they had found something more interesting. They crossed their arms and stared at the door with playful eyes. Someone stretched his arms and legs, making cracking sounds in his neck. His expression was casual, as if he was warming up.

Ma Guoyun’s underling quickly walked toward the door.

He was about to reach the door.

Suddenly …

Bang!