Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 817: Chapter 802: Surrender Your Guns

As soon as the call ended, Old Xu parked the transport vehicle by the roadside.

"Get out!" Xu Renjie changed from his previous amicable, laughing manner to an exceptionally serious tone as he spoke to Liu Fugui: "I’ve done what I need to do, now it’s your turn. Go and explain things to your men, don’t make any trouble at the villa, otherwise, don’t blame me, Old Xu, if I turn hostile."

Liu Fugui certainly wasn’t intimidated by Old Xu’s demeanor; in his eyes, Old Xu’s threat was nothing more than child’s play.

However, considering that he would still need to rely on these people for his livelihood in the upcoming days, it was wise to follow their instructions strictly.

Besides, currently, to successfully counter Spring Xiu and He Lei’s group, harmonious relations between his side and the villa are a prerequisite for victory.

"Okay, Captain Xu, I’ll get off and explain to Huang Yong and the others right away."

"Hold on!" Old Xu reached out and grabbed Liu Fugui, who was about to get off with his crutch.

"What’s up, Captain Xu, is there anything else?"

"Weapons. Have your men hand over all the guns they’re carrying. When needed, I’ll naturally issue them. CEO Liu, this is very important. I don’t want any situations in the future where both sides point guns at each other in the villa. Do you understand?"

Old Xu’s words were quite domineering. Taking Huang Yong and the others’ guns could indeed prevent the danger of them using them, but he didn’t mention how to restrain his own team’s gun usage.

However, fortunately, Liu Fugui wasn’t narrow-minded. From a broader perspective, surrendering weapons might seem disadvantageous for his side, but actually, it gave him the best opportunity to indicate he had no intention of being hostile towards the villa.

Throughout this journey, Liu Fugui had been pondering how to completely resolve Old Xu’s mistrust and doubts about him; this was heaven’s gift, and he wouldn’t miss it easily.

"I have no objections to this. I’ll have Huang Yong and the others hand over their guns completely, and I certainly won’t let them cause trouble for Captain Xu. Rest assured."

Through the rearview mirror, Old Xu watched Liu Fugui leave. After the latter approached the rear vehicle, he thought he should also use this opportunity to check on Lao Cao and the others in the trunk, both to assess their injuries clearly and to explain some things to them face-to-face.

"What? CEO Liu, you’re not kidding, right?" Huang Yong wasn’t sure if he heard correctly and repeated in astonishment: "You want us to give the guns to that Xu guy?"

"Yes, both of you as well, hand over your guns."

Yao Ruyi noncommittally took out the hunting rifle he carried, but just as he was about to hand it over to Liu Fugui, Huang Yong, sitting in the front row, blocked him.

Huang Yong’s obstruction behavior clearly displeased Liu Fugui. Huang Yong observed the other’s displeasure, but at this moment, he had to defy Liu Fugui’s command.

After all, surrendering weapons meant giving up their right to self-preservation and possibly falling under the villa’s control.

Therefore, if such a thing were to happen, Huang Yong would rather part ways with Liu Fugui than endure such humiliation at the villa: "CEO Liu, it’s not that we brothers won’t hand over the guns. You know, in this chaotic world, weapons are life. If you want us to hand over our guns, it’s tantamount to asking us to surrender our lives. Truth be told, our lives belong to you, CEO Liu. If you want us to risk our lives, we’ll do it without a second thought, even if it’s the mountains of blades or seas of fire. But now you want us to hand our lives over to that Xu guy’s team, we genuinely have no confidence! Do you think that team is reliable? I’m worried that after they take our guns, we’ll have no voice at the villa in the future!"

"Yes... yes, CEO Liu, Brother Huang makes a good point. We’re not in the same boat as them; if we settle there without some weapons, they definitely won’t take us seriously. We can’t hand over the guns!"

"Is that your opinion too, Little Yao?" Liu Fugui’s face darkened as he shifted his gaze to Yao Ruyi, awaiting his response.

"Um..." Caught in the middle, Yao Ruyi found it hard to make a decision; no matter which side he leaned towards, he would inevitably offend the other person. He glanced at Huang Yong, then at Liu Fugui: "Hand over... I think we should hand them over."

"Why? Tell us your reasons!" Liu Fugui stared calmly into Yao Ruyi’s eyes, his expression serious, without a hint of change. But Huang Yong and another subordinate’s faces didn’t look too good, and Huang Yong even aggressively urged: "Speak up, didn’t you hear CEO Liu?"

"Um... this..." Yao Ruyi hadn’t thought deeply about these things; his previous reply was entirely his brain’s instinctive reaction based on assessing the status and capabilities of Liu Fugui and Huang Yong.

Now, being questioned by Liu Fugui, he couldn’t help but appear hesitant.

However, after some stammering, he still gave his reasoning: "I think that bastard He Lei definitely won’t give up chasing us, so CEO Liu was right before. Partnering with the villa and using their resources is the thing we most need to do. But..."

"Damn it, if you have something to say, say it. ’But’ my ass!" Huang Yong impatiently spat on the floor, and if Liu Fugui weren’t present, he’d long since slapped the latter to stop him from being verbose and annoying like a buzzing fly.

"But..." Yao Ruyi lowered his head: "But because I fired a shot before without understanding anything, the villa misunderstood us, so... to make them give up their suspicions and prejudice against us, surrendering weapons might be the best way to clarify our attitude."

"Very good! Well said!" Liu Fugui generously applauded: "Huang Yong, did you hear Little Yao’s explanation? The big picture, consider issues from the big picture; don’t let anger blind your eyes. These are apparent issues. You think carefully; our moving into the villa, what’s it imply for them? Power, a power they desperately need right now, an extra force that can help them resist Spring Xiu and He Lei. If you were someone from the villa, facing such strength, would you choose to strike or cooperate with it? It’s obvious, right? But there’s a premise: this power must not threaten their own interests, correct? No one would want to bury a ticking bomb in their backyard. But we’re now treated as a potential ticking bomb in others’ home. If considered a bomb, we must find a way to resolve it; as for how to resolve it, Huang Yong, I think I don’t need to tell you further, right?"

Liu Fugui extended his right hand, eyes fixed on Huang Yong, waiting for his action. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to recommend it and vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)