"Good, good, that’s just great! Let’s pack up, we’ll pack up right now!"
Upon hearing that he could go out to find dicine for his daughter, Yuwen imdiately perked up, asked Yu Qing to sit in the corner, and got ready to start working.
"Dad, I’m feeling a bit better, I’ll co help you guys too."
Yu Qing struggled to stand up and wobbled a couple of steps.
Zhang Su finally got a clearer look at Yu Qing’s face. Her delicate features appeared very serene, but the high fever made her cheeks show an unhealthy flush, her eyes were weak, and her breathing was sowhat heavy.
"Teacher Xiaoyu, you’d better rest..."
Seeing that even walking was difficult for Yu Qing, Zhang Su quickly waved his hand, thinking to himself that just walking a couple of steps counted as helping.
"Sorry, Mr. Zhang, I’m... cough, cough, not very strong, and have inconvenienced you all."
Yu Qing coughed a few tis, making her face even redder.
"Alright, alright, Xiaoshan, I rember you still have so masks, right? Give a few to Teacher Xiaoyu."
Zhang Su was worried that Yu Qing’s cold might be viral and infect others, which would be troubleso.
The group busily prepared in an intense hurry.
Lu Yubo, upon learning that Zhang Su did not intend to drive the Prado, unceremoniously took it over.
What surprised everyone was that the Prado actually had a good amount of food and supplies, enough for Liang Dacheng and his two companions to survive for five or six days. It seed that they had already ransacked so places before.
Fortunately, with an extra car, the issue of transportation for the new mbers was solved, and it also allowed for more supplies to be carried.
It was at this mont that the student party realized that Zhang Su and his group’s primary objective was not the convenience store, but the three vehicles!
None of this mattered anymore. Now with eleven people, four vehicles, plus abundant supplies, everyone felt a strong sense of security.
Not only was there ample food and drink, but Tan Huajun also used a generator to restart the gas station’s power, filling the vehicles to the brim with fuel and also keeping a few barrels of gasoline as a backup.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm!"
Looking at everyone moving back and forth, two guys tied up in the corner could only make muffled sounds with their mouths blocked, feeling an ominous premonition.
"Brother Su, what do we do with these two guys?"
After everything was done, everyone except for the sick Yu Qing returned to the convenience store to discuss how to deal with Liang Dacheng’s two henchn.
Lu Yubo, munching on a bag of preserved plums, suggested excitedly, "Why not just kill them? That way, we can be completely at ease."
"That seems a bit too brutal, how about we... think it through more thoroughly?"
Yuwen cautiously asked, feeling that it was a bit too cruel to kill people who posed no threat.
Zheng Xinyu rolled her eyes at Lu Yubo, saying, "Eating sweet plums while saying such ruthless words, really impressive of you!"
"Haha, I was just saying it casually, it still depends on Brother Su’s decision." Lu Yubo shrank his neck, not daring to challenge the little witch standing by Zhang Su’s side.
Zhang Su also felt that the two weren’t at a point where they had to be killed. The outside world was full of dangers, and the chance of eting again was very slim. Now that he had beco the leader of ten people, he had to consider the influence of his actions.
"Well, then... hmm?"
Just as he was about to leave the two to their fate, he caught a fleeting glimpse of one of them with a venomous look in their eyes, giving him a feeling like a bone stuck in his throat.
Hatred is like a seed; once sown in the heart, it has a chance to grow!
"Bozai is right, we can’t keep these two guys!"
Zhang Su suddenly changed his stance.
Everyone remained silent. Since Zhang Su said they couldn’t be kept, there was no use in anyone having objections. They couldn’t help but feel a mont of silence for the two.
"Mr. Zhang’s decision must have its reasons!"
Yuwen firmly stood by Zhang Su’s side, negating his previous stance.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm..."
Upon hearing Zhang Su’s pronouncent, the two imdiately started wriggling, seeming like they had countless words to say, but their mouths were sealed tight and couldn’t be opened.
"Um... Brother Su, didn’t you say before that we should be democratic? I think we should decide whether to kill them or not by voting."
Unexpectedly, a weak voice sounded.
Everyone turned to look; it was none other than Song Yijun standing at the edge.
Kuang Miao secretly glared at Song Yijun, but he paid no attention, his gaze wandering unpredictably.
Lu Yubo imdiately retorted, glaring sideways at Song Yijun: "Kid, is it your turn to speak here? I haven’t even settled accounts with you yet. Who was it who got so scared they went limp while pushing the car? Damn it, if Lanlan hadn’t stepped in, we would have had a bunch of zombies coming after us! And you dare to challenge Brother Su?"
Having been through life-or-death situations, Lu Yubo hadn’t had the chance to ntion the incident of luring away the zombies, and the others were unaware such a thing had happened. They all looked at Song Yijun with unusual eyes.
"Panic is a reasonable human emotion; I just haven’t learned how to overco it yet, what’s the big deal about that? Besides, it was Brother Su who advocated for democracy..."
Song Yijun felt a bit ashad but couldn’t help defending himself.
Zhang Su calculated secretly. This guy was the most eager to ask about the settlent camp earlier; his mind was clearly not focused here. Was this a deliberate attempt to cause trouble because he didn’t like him?
"What I said before was rely to confuse Liang Dacheng’s judgnt. I think keeping those two will pose a threat to us, so they need to be dealt with. There’s no need for a democratic vote, got it?"
Song Yijun’s face turned pale. Seeing Zhang Su’s eyes, an unprovoked anger rose in his heart, and he stubbornly said, "If there’s a threat, you kill them. What if we pose a threat to you one day, are you going to kill us too?"
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