Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 702 - 691: Making Up My Mind (Part 4)

Huang Yong barely entered a light sleep until the early hours last night, and this situation has been going on for over three days. The main reason for this insomnia is the frequent private meetings between He Lei and Liu Yunpeng. It’s obvious that these two have something against him, so it’s highly likely they’re secretly planning some shady business.

If it wasn’t for Li Huiru’s incident before this, he wouldn’t have cared about either of them.

But things are different now. Let’s not even talk about that useless Liu Yunpeng; with his skills, it’s unlikely he can cause much trouble.

But now with He Lei involved, things have become complicated.

If Liu Yunpeng unveils everything about Li Huiru’s issue to He Lei, it’s hard to say whether the latter would pick up on something, especially with his network within the group... things are getting more complicated.

It’s precisely these thoughts that have made Huang Yong a bit anxious recently. Frankly, this matter is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface, and Li Huiru’s incident is like a ticking time bomb buried beside him.

Even if he’s not the mastermind, and everything was done under Liu Fugui’s instructions.

But imagine if Liu Yunpeng discovers the truth? Wouldn’t Liu Fugui, for the sake of family ties, ruthlessly strike against him?

Only dead men tell no tales, and Liu Fugui’s heart is by no means as gentle as it appears. Moreover, he’s repeatedly warned not to disclose even a bit of information about this matter.

But is there anything in this world that’s completely watertight? If someone digs deep enough, over time, signs are sure to appear.

So, to eliminate worries, the only solution is to make all the subordinates involved in this matter disappear.

But would Liu Fugui allow and tolerate him doing this? The former has always been troubled by the manpower shortage in the Factory.

This tangled matter has turned Huang Yong’s mindset into a mess, and the direct result is his temper becoming explosive, most strongly felt by his subordinates.

In the past few days, whenever someone made a mistake, he would either curse them harshly or directly resort to physical violence.

This has made everyone under him walk on eggshells, suffering greatly.

Some even started jokingly calling him He Lei the Second. It’s not hard to see the influence He Lei and Liu Yunpeng have had on Huang Yong.

The subordinate knocking on the door was none other than the guard who had initially questioned Liu Yunpeng with a flashlight. When Liu Yunpeng returned again and got into the BMW, he realized something was amiss.

So after discussing with his partner, he came upstairs to report.

"Like a duck being driven onto a perch" is a phrase that couldn’t be more fitting for this subordinate. Huang Yong’s recent changes are evident, and coming to knock at this time, he would inevitably be scolded, or worse, beaten up.

But Liu Yunpeng’s strange actions forced him to. The only one left to blame is himself for losing three to one in a rock-paper-scissors game with his partner over who would take this task.

After three knocks, the subordinate gasped heavily, anxiously awaiting the response from inside the room.

Everyone, more or less, has experienced this—after long periods of tossing and turning sleeplessly, finally entering a half-asleep state, only to be jolted awake by sudden noise. At that time, you feel like tearing apart whoever caused the disturbance.

Standing outside the door, the subordinate suddenly felt a gust of wind hit his face. He instinctively squinted, and when he reopened his eyes, Huang Yong’s towering figure was right at the door.

"What the hell do you think the time is now? Let’s see what the hell you’re doing here. This better be important, or don’t blame me for tossing you into the Zombies!"

"Yong... Yong Ge... It’s the young... young master, he..." The subordinate stammered in fear, unable to speak clearly. He had no doubt Huang Yong would toss him out to feed the Zombies. Such things have happened frequently since the apocalypse began. A month ago, Huang Yong would take a Survivor out almost every day to serve the Zombies, so as to distance them from the Factory.

Young master? As soon as he heard these two words, Huang Yong’s somewhat groggy mind immediately became clear. Intuition told him something must have happened, and disregarding formalities, he directly called out his name: "What’s wrong with Liu Yunpeng?"

"He... he..."

"Smack!" A slap sound, and Huang Yong’s slap made the subordinate see stars, his eyes spinning: "If you stutter again, I’ll beat the crap out of you. Tell me, what’s wrong with Liu Yunpeng?"

The subordinate clutched his burning cheek and quickly answered with grievance and fear: "The young master forced his way out of the Factory early in the morning!"

"What!" Huang Yong grabbed the subordinate’s collar and lifted him up: "What the hell are you saying? Liu Yunpeng left the Factory?"

"Yes... yes, Yong Ge!" The subordinate’s neck hurt from being choked, and speaking was difficult.

"Didn’t I tell you guys to notify me immediately if anyone left the Factory? Do you think my words are just hot air?"

"No, no, no, Yong Ge, this..." The subordinate stammered, unsure how to respond. He was truly aggrieved, honestly. The fact that Liu Yunpeng left the Factory, at worst, he was only responsible for not reporting it promptly.

The main responsibility lies with those two gate Guards. But with Huang Yong in a rage now, he dared not speak up to defend himself.

"Bunch of useless morons." Huang Yong exerted force and threw the subordinate out, the latter stood unsteady when landing and stumbled before falling to the ground.

Huang Yong didn’t even bother to throw on a coat against the cold, hastily ran downstairs in just his shirt and cloth slippers.

The two Guards at the gate were flustered like ants on a hot pan, arguing over whether to notify Huang Yong immediately. One felt that since it had already happened, they shouldn’t inform him rashly without a good excuse, or there’d be hell to pay.

The other thought they should take measures immediately since Liu Yunpeng had just left; maybe they could de-escalate the situation, otherwise, if something happened to him, they’d be dragged out to feed the Zombies.

Just as the two were quarreling heatedly, a loud shout erupted from behind them: "Damn it, you two bastards have some nerve! How dare you let Liu Yunpeng leave the Factory!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to vote for recommendations or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)