Rotting Land: Survive-Chapter 346 - 345: Fighting Over Women (Part 1)

The plan was finalized, and everyone exchanged opinions on equipment acquisition.

Of course, despite saying it was an exchange of opinions, it was Wang Zhongyu, who was both a racing driver and a local, that came up with a relatively feasible plan.

According to his proposal, the action would take place at a large private 4S dealership 15 kilometers away from the Bieyuan District, where they specialized in the repair and maintenance of various luxury cars, with a plethora of in-car items and equipment.

As a professional racing driver, Wang Zhongyu was very familiar with the shop owner, and in his impression, the shop had the surveillance equipment he urgently needed.

"Alright! Everyone, get ready, we’ll act in the afternoon and strive to have the car modified by tomorrow!"

Considering the "three-day deadline" given by Scar, Xu Renjie immediately instructed to act "in the afternoon."

No one opposed this because the sooner the task was completed, the more likely it was for their companions at the base to be rescued.

Meanwhile, as the Survivor Team prepared for the afternoon operation, a "rage-inducing" situation was unfolding several kilometers away at the sports stadium.

The protagonists were still the short man five-member group, who had become the base’s "flower crushers" after their previous successful "kidnapping and flattering" endeavor.

They were now contemplating whom to target next.

Soon, they reached a consensus, and the main target was Wei Yang, who had embarrassed them and made them lose face weeks ago.

At this moment, Wei Yang was telling a story to the adorable Fangfang in a tent. Due to the sudden changes at the base, for safety, they had to stay in the tent to keep a low profile.

However, they still couldn’t avoid the danger of approaching because a fierce storm was silently closing in on them.

Learning from the painful lesson of being beaten up last time, the short man five-member group took some weapons from the equipment room, mostly steel pipes, since Scar had forbidden bloodshed.

With these weapons in hand, their courage immediately increased significantly.

They marched aggressively towards the stadium, causing people to scatter and hide in tents, which invisibly boosted their arrogance.

Soon, the tent marked with "38" entered their vision.

The short man turned his face and winked at the thug beside him, who immediately understood, dashed forward, lifted the curtain with his hand, and stormed inside with the steel pipe!

"What... what are you trying to do? Don’t mess around!" Lin Junfu stood up knowingly. Although he had anticipated it, the tension still couldn’t be suppressed as the thugs appeared before him.

"Hehehe!" A lewd smile came from outside the tent. Others might not recognize the source of this sound, but Wei Yang, who had been harmed deeply, remembered it well.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of waiting, the disgusting image of the short man finally wavered into view in front of Lin Junfu and the others.

"What’s up, haven’t seen me for a few days, have you forgotten me?" As he spoke, the short man instinctively touched his cheek, a playful yet sinister smile appearing on his lips, "Though you forget me, I certainly can’t forget you. Your actions last time are still etched in my head!"

As the words came to a crescendo, the short man suddenly drew the thick steel pipe hidden behind his back, swinging it through the air as if to show off, the silver paint on the pipe gleaming under the sun’s rays.

"What exactly do you want?" Lin Junfu tried to position his body to shield everyone, his face diligently maintaining a calm demeanor.

Honestly, facing five armed thugs, claiming not to be afraid would be pure bragging.

However, as a Survivor who had been through life and death, Lin Junfu’s performance at this moment was enough to be called "a man."

"What do we want? Hahahaha!" As if hearing a joke, the short man laughed maniacally, hysterically like a madman, while whispering back and forth with his comrades: "Hey, guys, he’s asking what we want? He actually asks what we want! I say, is your head..."

His face suddenly changed, the wild laughter abruptly stopped.

In this unforeseen situation, the short man swung the pipe backwards at Old Lin’s face.

"Old Lin!!"

"Uncle Lin!!"

Lin Junfu only vaguely felt someone calling his name, but the buzzing in his brain seemed to be beyond his control.

Although he instinctively raised his arm to block just as the pipe was about to hit his head, the immense force of the impact still left him with a headache and ringing ears.

"Ah! Ah! Not bad! This reaction is worthy of someone who’s been mixed up outside!" The short man looked jokingly at Lin Junfu, who was still in a dazed state, and then raised the steel pipe once again.

"Hmph, since you’re so good at dodging! Then today I’ll see how long you can dodge!"

"Whoosh~" The pipe sliced through the air, emitting a piercing whistle.

There’s no doubt the short man’s direct hit was stronger and more formidable than the previous sudden strike.

Thus, it’s no surprise if Lin Junfu was hit, even if he managed to block it with his bent arm, he couldn’t avoid some bruises or injuries.

However, changes often happen in an instant. Just when everyone thought Lin Junfu couldn’t escape this disaster, and the short man had already shown a victory smile, a strong figure flashed by.

His hands clasped tightly around the short man’s wrist, Hu Xiaodong’s eyes gleamed with the light of "murder."

"What are you doing? Let go of me!" Under the same look and intimidation, the short man experienced the chilling sensation once again.

He thought the man leaning on the cane, hunched in the corner, was just a crippled fool, yet...

After enduring three weeks of humiliation, Hu Xiaodong had been simmering with anger, but due to his previous leg injury and to avoid burdening his companions, he played the role of the "quiet, honest man," which led to the mistaken impression by others that he was weak.

However, with considerable time for recovery, his injured leg had healed completely. Although not entirely back to its full strength in the past, it was recovering pretty well.

Initially, he didn’t intend to escalate the situation, given their limited strength, but upon seeing the short man’s deadly strike earlier, Hu Xiaodong’s long-dormant fiery spirit was reignited once more...