Chapter 55: The Milk Tea Sister Who Likes to Drink Tea...

Chapter 55: Chapter 55: The Milk Tea Sister Who Likes to Drink Tea...

"Brother Yan, what’s going on?"

Mengde looked quizzically at the anxiously approaching Song Yan.

As the deputy captain of the Bodyguard Team, Mengde recognized him.

"It’s the other residents of the villa area..."

Song Yan said, panting heavily.

From his explanation, Mengde finally understood what was happening.

Yulong Island had a total of 100 villas.

Twenty on Yulong Mountain, and eighty in Yamashita.

The villa owners living here were all bosses worth at least several hundred million each!

Villa No. 1 was located halfway up Yulong Mountain.

It turned out that Principal Wang, relying on his men and guns, had previously planned to take over the entire Villa Island and seize the other owners’ supplies.

Just as Tiezhu and the others had said before.

Before Mengde arrived, Principal Wang had already made Leng Feng and his group of bodyguards "clean out" the owners from the twenty villas on the mountain.

Any who didn’t obey were killed directly by Eldest Young Master Wang.

He had intended to continue evicting the residents of Yamashita today.

But unexpectedly, before he could make a move on the villa owners in Yamashita, he himself was killed by Mengde.

Mengde guessed it was probably the commotion from last night.

It must have allowed those bosses from Yamashita to hear the news of Eldest Young Master Wang’s death.

That’s why they now dared to besiege the mountain, under the pretext of "fairly distributing the supermarket’s supplies and avenging the dead bosses."

Hearing this, Mengde shot a sideways glance at Song Yan.

"So I’m supposed to take the fall for the mess you guys made?"

Song Yan scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

But Mengde understood, to some extent.

They were just following orders.

When the boss gives a command, do the subordinates have a choice but to obey?

Besides, it was the apocalypse.

’Just robbing supplies without killing anyone is already pretty decent!’

The killings were all supposedly carried out by Eldest Young Master Wang himself.

That Eldest Young Master Wang not only enjoyed "group sports," but he’d also developed a taste for sadistic murder.

But Mengde was still a little pissed off.

When Eldest Young Master Wang was still alive, these people didn’t dare to let out a single fart.

They were too busy hiding. Who would have dared to talk about revenge?

Now, the moment he killed Eldest Young Master Wang, this bunch comes looking for trouble with *him*!

’They must think I’m a pushover!’

’Revenge my ass!’

’A bunch of hypocrites shedding crocodile tears!’

’The victims have been dead for days, and they’re only seeking revenge now? Bullshit!’

’If they wanted revenge, they would have gotten it long ago.’

He didn’t believe for a second that these people were here for revenge.

The former was their real goal.

Which of them, as bosses, wasn’t shrewd?

Would they ever engage in a business they knew would lose money?

"By the way, what’s this about supermarket supplies they mentioned?"

At this, Song Yan looked even more embarrassed.

"There used to be a large supermarket on Villa Island."

"But as soon as Eldest Young Master Wang brought us here, he immediately had us loot it."

"He even made us move everything from the entire supermarket into the underground storage room of Villa No. 1."

Mengde instantly put two and two together.

That mountain of supplies he had seen earlier—part of it was from that looted supermarket.

He was even more speechless now.

"So... this is another mess you guys made!"

Song Yan nodded awkwardly.

Mengde finally had the full picture.

With Eldest Young Master Wang dead at his hands, this group was now directing all their anger at him.

’Seriously?’

’Do I look like such a pushover?’

’Do they really think I’m some old Buddha chanting Amitabha all day?!’

As they spoke, he had already led Tiezhu and the others to the foot of the mountain.

Looking from a distance, there was a dense, dark mass of people.

He estimated there were one or two hundred of them.

Far more than the number of survivors on the mountain before.

After all, not every villa was occupied.

And not all the villa owners had managed to survive the half-month since the apocalypse began.

Having this many was already quite impressive.

Mengde sneered.

’They’re trying to freeload off me!’

He refused to believe there weren’t people among them just looking to fish in troubled waters.

With a sweep of his Telekinesis Perception, the situation down below came into full view.

At the foot of the mountain, a large crowd was blocking the road.

Many of them were holding weapons, already in a standoff with Leng Feng and the other bodyguards.

They were all wealthy bosses from Hua Country; getting their hands on some firearms wasn’t a difficult task.

Most importantly, there were several awakened Superpower Users in the group.

That, combined with their superior numbers, was the only reason Leng Feng’s group of bodyguards hadn’t already made a move.

The one in the lead was a refined-looking man wearing glasses.

’Well, if it isn’t "Brother Banana," Boss Shen Feng!’

A mocking smile crept onto Mengde’s lips.

’An "old acquaintance" indeed!’

Of course, not the kind of old acquaintance you’d think.

Before the apocalypse, he was just a lowly corporate drone.

’If I were actually friends with these villa bosses, would I still be spending my days as a food delivery driver and my nights as a coder?’

’I would’ve made it big long ago, okay?!’

’Didn’t that one fishmonger who became a triad boss start out by latching onto someone powerful, jumping three rungs up the social ladder in a single year?’

"Brother Mengde, you know him?"

Tiezhu asked from the side. Mengde nodded.

The only reason he recognized him was that this Boss Shen Feng was just too famous.

Before the apocalypse, he had spent half a "small goal" to buy a ridiculously expensive banana.

And he even ate it in one go in front of the media, then followed it up by saying...

"Damn, that’s good..."

For that, people gave him the nicknames "Sucker Brother Banana" and "The Banana Boss."

Of course, Mengde wouldn’t believe for a second there wasn’t some shady business like money laundering involved.

Besides Boss Shen, Mengde also vaguely recognized a few other "acquaintances."

The kind of bosses who were often active on screen.

For example, Brother Qiang from Moujing...

’I wonder if his Milk Tea Sister, the one who loves drinking tea, is still alive...’

’She was a real stunner~!’

’It’s the apocalypse now. If I get the chance, I’ll definitely have to have a taste~~~’

’Hehehe...’

The situation on the field was growing tense.

Leng Feng, a mere bodyguard captain, was already struggling to hold his ground against the siege of so many bosses.

"Leng Feng, hurry up and bring out the supplies, or don’t blame us for what happens next."

"That’s right! Wang Siming stored so many supplies in his villa, and he looted so much more on top of that. What’s wrong with taking a little to share with everyone now?"

"Don’t worry, we won’t take *all* the supplies. We’ll leave a little something for you pathetic bodyguards, hahaha!"

"..."

One boss after another chimed in.

Their words sounded pleasant enough, but the expressions on their faces had long since betrayed them.

In the crowd, Shen Feng and Qiangzi from Moujing looked at the faces of the bodyguards blocking their path with utter disdain and sneering contempt.

That’s right, they were the ones who had orchestrated this operation.

Last night, their bodyguards had captured Lin Gou, who had come down from the mountain.

They had interrogated Lin Gou and learned the news of Wang Siming’s death from him.

In their eyes, the only person with status equal to theirs... or rather, his spoiled son, was now dead.

All that remained was a group of mere bodyguards.

Like a pack of ferocious wolves without its alpha, they were just waiting to be slaughtered.

Besides, they’re bodyguards. What’s the difference who they work for?

Moreover, if it weren’t for their fear of Principal Wang’s super-rich father, they would have made their move long ago.

As for the kid who went on a killing spree last night, they completely ignored him.

’Some bastard who popped out of nowhere dares to compare himself to them, a group of Hua Country bosses worth hundreds of billions?’

’Ridiculous!’

’Absolutely ridiculous!’

’Once we take Villa No. 1, these bodyguards can just wait to die!’

’After offending so many bosses, do they really think they can get out of this alive?’

Seeing that Leng Feng still hadn’t budged, many of the bosses grew impatient.

"Leng Feng, I suggest you don’t be a fool. Know what’s good for you!"

"Get out of the way, now! Or we’ll start shooting!"

Cold sweat streamed down Leng Feng’s back, and many of his bodyguard brothers were at a loss.

Many people had their guns aimed right at them.

They were literally facing down the barrels of guns with their own bodies!

One accidental discharge and they’d all be wiped out!

Fortunately, he had already sent Song Yan to inform Brother Mengde.

As a professional bodyguard, Leng Feng’s sense of duty compelled him to hold his ground.

He also remembered the promise he had made to Brother Mengde yesterday!

More importantly, in his eyes, the only way to survive the apocalypse was to follow a strong person like Brother Mengde!

’Since Brother Mengde isn’t here yet, there’s only one path left!’

"Brothers, prepare for battle!"

"We will defend Villa No. 1 to the death!!!"

Leng Feng gritted his teeth and roared.

All the bodyguards raised their guns and chambered a round. The opposing side did the same.

Shen Feng’s and Qiangzi’s faces darkened instantly.

It seemed a fight was now inevitable!

Just then, however, a voice rang out.

"Don’t be a fool? Know what’s good for you?"

"I’d like to see how you make us... ’act virtuously’... bah, ’know what’s good for us,’ was it?"

Hearing this voice, Leng Feng let out a huge sigh of relief.

He knew the person who could solve this problem had arrived...

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