A skinny middle-aged man with calluses all over his hands and a large scar on his face, the vice-leader of the Hong Triad, Zheng Minghe, spoke to Peng Lingbo: "Leader! The Chinese Association has sent people to recruit us. They want us to join them, and defend against Wuyan Hong's troops. "
Peng Lingbo, who had regular features and a dignified appearance, snorted coldly and said, "Don't bother with them! We might be living a carefree life here, but when we reach the Chinese Association, we might just end up as cannon fodder. Their Chinese Association only has a few hundred men, how can they fight against Wuyan Hong's army of a few thousand? Isn't that akin to smashing a rock with an egg? "
Zheng Minghe's eyes flashed with worry as he continued to persuade: "But Leader! If the Chinese Association loses! Wuyan Hong's next target will be us! Wuyan Hong is a vicious man, he has killed over ten thousand Chinese. If we were to be targeted by him, we'll be in deep trouble. "
Peng Lingbo laughed and said shamelessly: "Minghe! You're worrying too much!! Wuyan Hong's strength is not fake, even if we Chinese join forces, we might not be a match for him. But Vietnam has many jungles and forests. As long as we go into the forests, no matter how strong Wuyan Hong is, he won't be able to do anything to us! Once Wuyan Hong establishes his country, he will definitely give up on his policy of massacring the Chinese. Look at Indonesia, wasn't Tu Hua very powerful, but after a certain point, didn't he stop? When everyone else is killed, we'll come out, at that time, Wuyan Hong will still need us. "
Peng Lingbo knew that he was not Wuyan Hong's match, and thus made up his mind. He would not go against Wuyan Hong directly, and decided to wait until the matter with Tu Hua had died down, before coming out from the forests to work for Wuyan Hong.
Although the Chinese in Southeast Asia had a strong economy, but in the eyes of the leaders of the various countries, they were like pigs and dogs. If they wanted to massacre, then so be it, they would at most receive a few words of criticism. What's the use? Furthermore, after killing the Chinese, they would receive aid from the Celestial Empire, and they would not feel any pressure at all. Every time they massacred the Chinese, it was a feast to split the riches, and the riches of the Chinese would be snatched away by the local rulers, westerners and natives. No one paid any attention to the souls of the dead.
Under such circumstances, most Chinese people could only run away when encountering such a situation. If they had the ability, they would escape to the United States or other Western countries. If they didn't, they could only hide in the mountains or wait for death.
Peng Lingbo was unwilling to confront Wuyan Hong head-on. He wanted to escape into the forest and wait for Tu Hua to pass before coming out to fight for Wuyan Hong. In fact, many Chinese did the same thing. After the Tu Hua incident was over, they would come out and work for the authorities. It was all for the cake and position left behind after the death of the former Chinese.
Zheng Minghe clenched his fists so tightly that his veins popped out. The scar on his face looked a little twisted. He lowered his head and suppressed the anger in his heart with great difficulty. Although his enmity with the Vietnamese was as deep as the seas, as the vice-leader of the Freemasons, he did not have the ability to command the entire Freemasons to contend against Wuyan Hong's troops.
At this time, a Hong Triad soldier walked in and reported to Peng Lingbo: "Sect Leader! Someone from the Chinese Association is here again! They want to see you! They said they wanted to discuss a business deal with you. They want to use a batch of firearms to buy the hundreds of Vietnamese survivors under our command. "
Peng Lingbo's eyes lit up as he asked: "Firearms?? What firearms? "
In the post-apocalyptic world, nothing was more valuable than firearms. Peng Lingbo had already decided to sell himself to Wuyan Hong as a dog. However, in order to sell himself for a good price, he had to have enough capital.
The soldier from the Freemasons replied excitedly: "It's rifles!! They want to use rifles to buy the hundreds of Vietnamese survivors under our command as laborers!! "
Peng Lingbo's Freemasons only had a few rifles, the rest were all pistols. Hearing that the Chinese Association wanted to use rifles to trade for the Vietnamese survivors, Peng Lingbo stood up excitedly: "Good! I'll go see them. "
There were many Vietnamese survivors in this area, as long as they conquered a small town, they would be able to find a few hundred of them. Peng Lingbo felt that using the Vietnamese survivors to trade for rifles was the best deal.
Peng Lingbo and Zheng Minghe strode into the conference hall. At this moment, there were already five elders of the Hong Triad sitting in the conference hall. In addition to the five elders, there were six other people sitting in the conference hall. There were five adult men and a young but very beautiful girl.
The moment Peng Lingbo entered the hall, he immediately put on an amiable smile and welcomed the 5 men: "These few should be friends from the Chinese Association! I'm the leader of the Freemasons, Peng Lingbo. May I know how to address the few of you? "
Yue Zhong glanced at Peng Lingbo and asked indifferently: "I'm Yue Zhong! Leader Peng, are you willing to join us against Wuyan Hong's troops? "
These 5 men were Yue Zhong, Zheng Qiang, Hu Yan, Zhang Shuwen and Wei Ningguo. The young lady was Gu Feifei.
Peng Lingbo's eyes flashed with a strange glint, as he laughed heartily: "This matter, let's discuss it slowly! Wuyan Hong's troops are strong, if we want to go against him, we have to think it through! I heard that you guys are here to exchange rifles for Vietnamese survivors. Let's discuss this first. How many rifles and bullets are you intending to exchange for one Vietnamese survivor? "
Although Peng Lingbo did not want to go against Wuyan Hong's troops, he did not want to fall out with the Chinese Association. After all, the Chinese Association might not be a match for Wuyan Hong's troops, but they only had to pay a certain price to wipe out the Freemasons.
One of the Elders called Chen Libang shouted out: "Leader!! This time, you have to give our Vermillion Bird Hall a few rifles. Our Vermillion Bird Hall is currently using pistols. You can't be too biased. "
Another Elder called Yi Shuixiong also shouted out: "That's right!! Leader!! Our White Tiger Hall also uses pistols, and many of our brothers use broadswords. This time, you have to give our White Tiger Hall a few rifles as well. Otherwise, our brothers will not accept it!! "
The name of the Freemasons was impressive, and the various Halls under them also had names like Vermillion Bird, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, Defeating Armies, Greedy Wolves, etc. However, in reality, they were just a motley crew. They had not even gotten their hands on the rifles, and they were already arguing over the distribution. After all, as long as a Hall had a few more rifles, they would be able to suppress the other Halls. In terms of resources, there would be a certain amount of favoritism.
Peng Lingbo roared out: "All of you shut up!!"
Under Peng Lingbo's roar, all the Elders finally quieted down.
Peng Lingbo suppressed the rest of the Elders, before laughing at Yue Zhong: "I've let you see a joke!! Brother Yue Zhong, I wonder how many rifles and bullets you intend to use to exchange for a single Vietnamese survivor? "
"No worries!" Yue Zhong chuckled and pulled out a Stinger Pistol, pointing it at Peng Lingbo's head, and pulled the trigger: "I'm here to recruit you guys!"
With a 'peng', Peng Lingbo's head was blasted apart. Red and white matter splattered all over the ground. Including Zheng Qiang, Hu Yan, Zhang Shuwen and Wei Ningguo, no one had expected Yue Zhong to suddenly go on a killing spree!
"Leader!!" Chen Libang was one of Peng Lingbo's trusted aides, and when he saw Peng Lingbo being killed by Yue Zhong, his eyes turned bloodshot as he activated his [High Speed Movement], and pounced towards Yue Zhong like a bolt of lightning.
"All of you, quiet down. Whoever dares to move, you can die! " After killing Peng Lingbo, Yue Zhong casually raised his Stinger Pistol and locked onto Chen Libang's movements, before pulling the trigger.
With a 'peng', Chen Libang's head was blasted apart, as red and white matter splattered all over the ground, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.
Yue Zhong had killed 2 people with ease, and Wei Ningguo, Hu Yan, Zhang Shuwen and Zheng Qiang all made their moves. They swiftly pulled out their pistols and pointed them at Zheng Minghe and the other 2, their bodies tensed up, ready to fire their skills at any moment. They were in the enemy's camp, and no matter how unwilling they were, since Yue Zhong had already made his move, they had to stand by his side.
Seeing this extremely tragic scene, Zheng Minghe and the other 4 elders all stiffened, not daring to move in the slightest. Peng Lingbo had been killed by Yue Zhong's sneak attack, but it did not prove Yue Zhong's strength. However, Chen Libang was an Agility-based Enhancer, and even such an Enhancer had been killed by Yue Zhong in a single shot, it proved how terrifying Yue Zhong's strength was. Furthermore, other than Yue Zhong, there were still 4 other experts from the Chinese Association eyeing them, if they were to make a move, only death awaited them.
The atmosphere in the meeting hall became extremely tense, and the 4 Elders broke out in cold sweat, as their gazes landed on Zheng Minghe. The Leader of the Freemasons was dead, and their pillar of support was Zheng Minghe, the Vice-Leader. Even if there were some conflicts between them, but in this life and death situation, they had to work together.
Zheng Minghe took a deep breath and looked at Yue Zhong, as he pointed to Peng Lingbo's headless corpse and asked: "Brother Yue Zhong! I'm the Vice-Leader of the Freemasons, Zheng Minghe, what's the meaning of this? "
Zheng Minghe's question was the same for Wei Ningguo, Hu Yan, Zhang Shuwen and Zheng Qiang, as they had not received any prior notice from Yue Zhong. Yue Zhong had suddenly killed someone, and the person he killed was the Freemasons' Leader.
Yue Zhong looked at Zheng Minghe and laughed lightly: "Peng Lingbo doesn't want to go against Wuyan Hong's troops! I'll kill him! I'll take over his troops! It's that simple! Zheng Minghe, do you want to follow me to kill Wuyan Hong, or die here today? Make your own choice! I'll give you 10 seconds to consider. 10, 9 … "
Zheng Minghe's face fell, he did not expect Yue Zhong to be so direct and reveal his intentions. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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