rotten first year

Chapter 107: Chapter [-]

"Who is he?"

This was the second time Chen Mo had heard the name 'Brother Qin', and Chen Mo couldn't help but asked in a strange way.

"Brother Qin is the leader of the entire camp. All the survivors in our town are basically in the church."

"Oh~ so, I have an impression of you, your name is Ada, right?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Then tell me briefly, you so-called leaders."

Seeing Chen Mo just sit down on the spot so leisurely, looking at himself expressionlessly, the man named Ada also swallowed his saliva and opened his mouth timidly.

"Brother Qin's original name is Qin Shou, and he is one of the three big bullies in the town. Moreover, his family still runs a factory, and that lumber mill is the business of Brother Qin's family."

Halfway through speaking, Ah Da swallowed, his lips trembling and he spoke again.

"After the apocalypse broke out, there were monsters eating people everywhere. Brother Qin led us to occupy the empty church, and then kept looking for survivors in the town, and finally..."

Ah Da talked for about 3 minutes, and at this point, Chen Mo roughly understood it.

This man named Qin Shou controlled most of the survivors in the town with an iron fist, and the rest were either killed or ran away.

Among the people left behind, some were used as slaves, and they kept going out to search for supplies, but half of the things they found had to be handed in. However, while being oppressed, Qin Shou would also provide these people with Protect.

And even if these people want to run away, it is impossible. Every time these people go out, someone will watch them. For example, this time, the person who watched these people come to grab the car is this Ayong whose hand was cut off.

"That's it, then you are equipped with weapons, why don't you resist?"

After listening to Ah Da's speech, Chen Mo immediately asked with some doubts.

"Resist? No one will resist. In this apocalyptic world, it's a tightrope walk every moment. It's good to have a stutter. What's more, those who just started to resist were tortured to death."

"In the beginning, there were more than 80 people in the camp. After going out to find supplies, and some people couldn't stand the rules set by Brother Qin, the number gradually increased to more than 50 people."

After hearing what Ah Da said, Chen Mo was also shocked. This method was really cruel.

"According to what you mean, Qin Shou trusts this guy named Ah Yong very much?"

"Yes, it is."

Chen Mo turned his head again to look at A Yong, who was lying on the side in a daze, his eyes narrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Brother, brother, I've told you everything I know, please, please let me go."

At this time, the person who was talking to Chen Mo and waiting for me suddenly spoke timidly.

"Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, I will not kill you."

While talking, Chen Mo patted the man's shoulder with a smile, then got up and came to that Ayong, and then groped on that Ayong.

"There is."

Until Chen Mo slowly took out a walkie-talkie from Ayong's pocket, then murmured, and then turned on the switch of the walkie-talkie.

'Zi~Zi la~'

There was a burst of electricity and signal buzzing.

"Hello? Ah Yong, why haven't you come back for so long!"

"Ayong? Are you calling him?"

Hearing the rough ore sound from the walkie-talkie, Chen Mo asked back, and at the same time, he stepped on the wound of Ayong's severed hand, which had passed out.

"Ah! Ahh!"

Immediately afterwards, screams like slaughtering pigs came into the walkie-talkie, and then the walkie-talkie fell into silence.

Then look at Ah Yong, who also let out a scream and panted heavily, with bead-sized beads of sweat constantly oozing from his forehead.

"who are you?"

Not long after, an extremely cold voice came from the intercom.

"Who am I, don't you know?"

"What do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to do business with you."

"Hmph, business? You'd better send my people back obediently, so that everyone can do better."

Hearing this, Chen Mo, who was still expressionless, immediately rolled his eyelids, and then spoke with a hint of a smile.

"Easy to do? Who gave you the courage? Is it the howitzer on the second floor of the gun shop?"

Following Chen Mo's teasing voice, the side of the walkie-talkie fell into silence again.

"Hahaha, okay, then I can't help it. If you don't send my people back, then I don't mind letting the broken bridge in Xc Town completely rot."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Mo narrowed his eyes, and then saw Chen Mo stepping firmly on the smooth wound on Ayong's wrist again.

"Ah! Brother Qin! Leave me alone! Get rid of this bastard! Take revenge for me!"

Ayong, who was trampled again, yelled in a hoarse voice, and Chen Mo just waited quietly for the reply from the walkie-talkie.

"Hmph, it seems that you don't want to leave XC Town anymore. I'll give you 20 seconds to think. Either you choose to let him go, or..."

The voice on the other end of the walkie-talkie sounded again, and then Chen Mo grinned, and stepped on Ayong again.

"Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Ah Yong, who screamed again, tilted his neck and passed out again. At this moment, Chen Mo spoke again, but this time, Chen Mo's tone was already a little cold.

"It seems that you still don't realize the problem. There are only three of your people and you are still venting your anger. So much waste and three rocket launchers can't do anything to us. If I were you, I would think about it. Why."

After taking a breath, Chen Mo spoke again.

"You should also use your brain. If the bridge in XC town is gone, I can't get out anyway, so don't even think about having a good life."

All of Chen Mo's words were transmitted into the walkie-talkie, and then the walkie-talkie fell into a brief silence again.

"Okay, tell me what you want, the premise is that I want to see Ah Yong alive."

Hearing this, Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction, and then continued to speak.

"Two boxes of [-]mm caliber ammunition, one box of [-]mm ammunition, four barrels of fuel, and three lives in exchange. It's worth it."

"Not so much, one box of nine millimeters and five point seven, two barrels of fuel."

Immediately afterwards, the voice of bargaining came from the walkie-talkie. Hearing this, the corners of Chen Mo's mouth also raised slightly. If Brother Qin agreed directly, Chen Mo would feel unreliable.

"Ammunition is fine, but there are four barrels of fuel, and there is no shortage of one barrel."

After thinking for a while, Chen Mo said.

"No! Last time your people destroyed all our fuel reserves, and we don't have much fuel, just two barrels, not so much."

"How about this, besides this Ayong, I will also give you back the others, just four barrels of fuel."

"Others don't care, just two barrels of fuel, there is really no more."

(End of this chapter)