Let s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 144: The Last Day Tycoon (9)

Chapter 144: Chapter 144: The Last Day Tycoon (9)

“Brother Yong, I think we better not go through Z Province, I’ve heard there are lots of zombies there. Let’s take a detour through G Province; it’ll be much safer.”

The man with the tattooed arm was biting a cigarette, unlit, his eyes on the map, “Taking a detour through G Province will take half the time longer.”

“But at least it’s safe, Brother Yong. Safety should be our priority now…”

Brother Yong frowned, “What about the supplies?”

“G Province is a major producer of food, we can find supplies if we go that way.”

Brother Yong pondered for a moment, “Alright, let’s go through G Province.”

No sooner had Brother Yong confirmed the route when there was a sudden commotion at the rear of the group.

“What’s going on?”

Someone ran over to report, “Brother Yong, there’s a quarrel in the back.”

“Are these people idiots?” Brother Yong kicked the car in frustration and walked back with his gun.

“What’s all this? Quiet down!” The people around Brother Yong pushed through the crowd and chastised them a few times to stabilize the situation.

Brother Yong strode in with an air of authority, “What’s all the noise? Want to let the zombies know where you are?”

“She hit someone!” a young girl cried and complained.

Only then did Brother Yong clearly see the person surrounded in the center, the treasure of a lady who could always dig out Crystal Cores.

He immediately felt a headache coming on.

These idiots had to mess with these fools… No, what was God of Wealth doing?!

Are they out of their minds?!

Miss Chuzheng stood with her arms crossed, her expression cold, “When did I hit you?”

Xiner showed the marks on her arm, plaintively accusing, “This is from your hitting!”

“Who saw it?” Miss Chuzheng scanned the crowd.

Most people had just heard Xiner’s screams and gathered but had not seen Miss Chuzheng lay a hand on anyone.

Miss Chuzheng’s face was cold now, making her seem not easily provoked, and no one in the crowd dared to speak rashly.

Only Xiner’s close friends were very supportive, “I saw it, she did hit someone!”

“There’s no reason for hitting people!”

“Our Xiner is not to be bullied!”

“Apologize to our Xiner!”

Brother Yong knocked the gun against the car hood beside him, “What’s all the fuss about? So what if she hit someone! Everyone back to your places!”

Miss Chuzheng: “…”

Not a brother! Don’t spout nonsense! I didn’t hit anyone!

This young lady is scamming us! Just because she looks pretty, it doesn’t mean she can do this!

I’m not Yi Xiao, that fake Saint!

“I didn’t hit anyone!” Miss Chuzheng said earnestly.

“She said she didn’t hit anyone, got it?” Brother Yong continued to glare at them, “Keep up the noise and don’t blame me for being impolite!”

Miss Chuzheng: “…” Are you a fool sent by the enemy to frame me for hitting someone?

“So what if you have guns, you can’t bully people like this,” Xiner’s friends erupted angrily, “Make her apologize to Xiner!”

“Apologize for what, apologize for what.” Brother Yong’s men pointed their guns at them, “You want an apology?”

The opposing crowd instantly quieted down, fear written on their faces.

“What’s going on?” A man in a military uniform came from behind, “Brother Yong, we agreed to stay out of each other’s way.”

Brother Yong holding his gun, gave a signal with his hand, and his men immediately pointed their guns away.

“Your people overstepped,” said Brother Yong.

Ning You arrived a step later, her gaze landing on Miss Chuzheng, her whole being jolted.

She… She wasn’t dead?

How could she be here?

As Miss Chuzheng’s gaze swept over her, Ning You felt a sudden chill on her back.

However, the look was just a calm passing one, without any pause, as if she didn’t recognize her at all.

Doesn’t she remember me?

Did she lose her memory?

Still faking it?

Ning You was full of doubts.

The man frowned slightly after listening to what had happened from the people beside him, and looked toward Chuzheng: “Did this lady hit someone?”

“Where’s the proof?” Chuzheng spoke before Brother Yong from the social network had the chance.

“We all saw it!” Xiner’s group of supporters spoke up one after another.

“Oh, where’s the proof?” Chuzheng remained composed, “You say you saw it, and that’s enough? Besides you, did anyone else see it? You’re with her; couldn’t it be that you’re slandering me?”

“You… you stop distorting the truth!” Xiner was so angry that she was on the verge of tears.

“No one saw me hit anyone.” How are you going to do anything to me! I just won’t admit it! That’ll piss you off!

That’s not right, I didn’t hit anyone!

Someone shouted, “Then who saw that you didn’t hit her!”

“Right now, it’s you who are saying that I hit someone, and it’s you who need to bring evidence to prove it,” Chuzheng retorted.

The crowd: “…”

Although they felt something was off, they seemed unable to counter her argument.

“Captain Huo, look, this is the evidence, I’m fine. Could I cause these injuries on myself?” Xiner cried, showing the man her wounds.

Captain Huo glanced at Brother Yong who was looking fierce and appeared ready to believe anything the girl said; he frowned and said, “A small conflict, there’s no need to make such a fuss, you all go back first.”

“Captain Huo…”

“Go back!”

Ning You quickly stepped forward, “Let’s go back first; Captain Huo will take care of it.”

Xiner, not willing to let it go, glared at Chuzheng before leaving with her people.

However, as Xiner turned around, she suddenly stumbled, and Ning You, who was standing next to her, also fell to the ground with her.

In front of so many people, the two of them fell flat on their faces.

The bystanders had not even reacted yet.

The ground was littered with broken stones and dry branches; Xiner’s arm got a gash, and beads of blood oozed out.

Falling in front of everyone, the embarrassment and pain were too much for Xiner to bear; she felt too humiliated to face anyone and fainted right then and there.

Ning You was comparatively better off, having only scraped her skin. She stood up composed, since after all, she wasn’t the one who had fallen. The joke wasn’t on her.

But deep down she was certainly discontent; it was, after all, embarrassing.

Chuzheng sat down and leisurely continued to eat.

Captain Huo had someone take Xiner away: “No matter who is right or wrong, we’re ending it here. But I hope there will be no more conflicts; our goal now is to survive.”

“Hmph,” Brother Yong snorted coldly, “Just don’t overstep your bounds and there won’t be any conflicts.”

Captain Huo gave Chuzheng, who was eating, a frowning look before leaving.

“Miss Chuzheng, why don’t you come and join us at the front? To avoid those who are blind coming over to cause trouble?” God of Wealth offered with reverence.

“No need.” She didn’t want to be caught in the middle, unable to escape if needed.

“If there’s anything you need, just call me,” Brother Yong said, not insisting.

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After Brother Yong left, Yi Xiao looked somewhat embarrassed, “I’m sorry, Miss Chuzheng, I didn’t expect her to…”

Do something like that.

Chuzheng: “There won’t be a next time.”

Yi Xiao nodded repeatedly.

“Be more careful next time,” Brother Bao scolded Yi Xiao. If it weren’t for the many times they’d survived together, Brother Bao would have cast him out a long time ago: “Women are trouble.”

He Cheng nodded in agreement, “Only women and zombies are difficult to keep in line.”

Chuzheng watched them solemnly.

“Except for Miss Chuzheng,” He Cheng quickly added, “You are a goddess.”

Brother Bao looked around, “I’ll go check on that one in the car.”

Yi Xiao sat nearby, seemingly lost in thought.

“Miss Chuzheng, would you come and take a look? Something seems off,” Brother Bao called Chuzheng over.

Was the Good Person Card in trouble?

Chuzheng stood up abruptly.