“He was following me before we left, saying he wanted to be friends with me. Fortunately, Brother Si Nan helped me find a hiding place, but he was still tracked down… Tonight he came to force himself on me. When I shouted for help, Brother Si Nan came to my aid… He had a gun hidden and almost killed us. He even said he originally planned to drag me out to feed zombies after…”
The crowd erupted in discussion, with buzzing voices rising.
Zhou Rong said coldly, “Boss Feng, do you have anything else to say?”
“Can we believe a one-sided story?” Feng Wentai immediately retorted harshly: “She herself said Wan Bin wanted to be friends with her. Who knows if she agreed and then hooked up with outsiders for a setup?”
Wu Xinyan shouted, “I did not!”
“You didn’t?” Feng Wentai sneered back, “If you didn’t, why did Wan Bin harass you specifically and not others?”
“I…”
“So many women, but he’s only after you. I think you must have seduced Wan Bin first.”
“You’re talking nonsense!”
“Whether it’s nonsense or the truth, you know in your heart.”
“Put down the gun,” Zhou Rong said word by word, with the assault rifle pointed at Feng Wentai.
Lu Hui was bleeding profusely, rolling in pain on the ground. The other three special forces soldiers had their heavy machine guns aimed at Feng family’s bodyguards, safeties off and fingers on the triggers.
“I’ll count to three. Put down your guns, and no one will die,” Zhou Rong’s gaze swept across the bodyguards’ faces, slowly saying: “But whoever fires first, you’ll all die. I guarantee you’ll die worse than a pile of meat.”
“One…” “Two…”
Before “three” could be spoken, the frontmost bodyguard trembled and placed his handgun on the ground with a click.
Where one surrendered, the others followed, the remaining two bodyguards shaking as they threw their handguns by their feet.
Zhou Rong said: “Kick them over.”
The three pushed the handguns to the central open space. Zhou Rong gestured behind him: “Chun Cao.”
The young girl slung her assault rifle across her back, stepped forward, picked up the handguns, and removed all bullets, storing them in her military dress pocket.
The tense atmosphere dissipated. Men in the corridor nervously opened doors, women peeking out, anxiously watching the open space.
