Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 723 - 701: He’s Still Alive (5)

He Lei felt guilty, and when Liu Fugui mentioned his name, he was momentarily speechless.

Yang Buwei observed this and felt amused; he never expected the reckless and burly He Lei to have moments of fear.

This was indeed beyond his estimation, but it also demonstrated Liu Fugui’s complexity from another perspective.

"Hahaha, my last name is Yang, Yang Buwei. It’s not surprising that someone minor like me wouldn’t be known by General Manager Liu. But your reputation, General Manager Liu, is thunderous in DZ county," Yang Buwei’s words were flattering, but his tone was uncomfortable to hear.

As for Liu Fugui, he didn’t pay close attention to what the other party was saying; he was more concerned about the person.

He was sure that this person was not part of the factory staff, and recently, the factory had not recruited new members.

The appearance of this person at this moment had to raise his suspicions. He once again turned his gaze to He Lei: "He Lei, who is this person? How did he get into the factory?"

As soon as He Lei met Liu Fugui’s sharp gaze, he quickly shifted aside, stammering for a long time without explaining clearly: "Liu... General Manager Liu, Brother Yang, he... um... this... that... is... just arrived today."

"Just arrived?" Liu Fugui frowned, more doubtful: "You mean just arrived today."

"That’s right, General Manager Liu, I indeed just arrived today, to be precise, about an hour ago. Why, am I not welcome?" Yang Buwei still presented himself as if he owned the place. This made Liu Fugui realize something was amiss.

He began to reevaluate everything that had happened earlier, and recalling these events, he immediately noticed the oddity with the guard. Moreover, as He Lei mentioned, this Yang Buwei had just entered the factory today, so how could he have gotten so close to the hot-tempered He Lei in such a short time? Thinking further about today’s encounter, a bad premonition loomed around Liu Fugui.

Could this Yang Buwei also be associated with that group of people with Spring Xiu? Although Liu Fugui’s mind was churning, his face showed no hint of unease.

He calmly closed the rear door where his son sat and then feigned seriousness, saying, "He Lei, the situation outside is a bit troublesome right now. We might have a big fight on our hands soon. Go quickly and gather the brothers, and also distribute the factory’s weapons to everyone. I’ll assign tasks later."

He Lei instinctively responded with "Yes!"

After speaking, Liu Fugui behaved as if nothing happened, completely ignoring Yang Buwei’s presence. He opened the driver’s seat door to get into the car. At this moment, Yang Buwei acted, rushing to Liu Fugui’s side in a few steps, grabbing the car door with a smile, saying, "Oh, General Manager Liu, are you planning to go out again?"

Liu Fugui’s eyes widened, glancing at the other’s hand on the door, then at him, speaking in a cold tone, "Why would I, Liu, need to report to you where I’m going?"

"Hahahaha!" Yang Buwei laughed wildly. He’d seen arrogance before, but never this level of arrogance, facing death yet still so conceited. This made him very upset. After his laughter, he suddenly became serious, "Of course, General Manager Liu doesn’t need to report to someone minor like me, but what if it’s due to this?"

"Swoosh!" Yang Buwei, with barely a detectable speed, drew out a 54-type pistol from behind his waist, aiming it directly at Liu Fugui’s forehead. Liu Fugui had lost count of how many times he had a gun pointed at him today. However, this action by the other party confirmed his most worrying concern—factory takeover.

Liu Fugui did not react to Yang Buwei’s gunpoint; he didn’t even blink, demonstrating his psychological resilience. He looked past Yang Buwei towards He Lei behind him, "He Lei, can you explain to me what’s going on here?"

"This..." He Lei appeared caught in a dilemma, visibly flustered.

Yang Buwei, holding the gun, took two steps back and, upon reaching He Lei, pushed him, saying, "Damn it, Lei, what’s wrong with you? Speak up, are you chickening out? How are you going to team up with Brother Spring like this?"

Indeed, everything was connected to that Brother Spring, but Liu Fugui did not expect He Lei to be one of them as well. However, he soon realized the reason behind it. To confirm his thoughts, Liu Fugui spoke up: "Haha, He Lei, if I’m not mistaken, these people should be the Survivors, right? And you intended to bring them to the factory in this manner. Wasn’t what I gave you enough? Isn’t it good enough? Is this how you repay me? How can you justify this?"

"How can I justify it?" Liu Fugui’s words struck the very nerve that frustrated He Lei the most. Because of this, he became agitated, "Why can’t I justify it? Damn it, for your Liu family, I’ve done so much, taken so many risks. And what did you do? You gave all the good tasks to that Huang Yong, while I - damn it, you really take me for a fool, having me do all the deadly tasks. Recently, you even held me captive. You lack benevolence, so don’t blame me for acting disdainfully. I can tell you straight, I’m now teamed up with Brother Chun. This factory is my gift to him."

"So you arranged for my son to be kidnapped too?"

"Exactly, it was me. Who made your idiot son so easy to fool? I have to say, Liu Fugui, you truly are pathetic, with such a brainless simpleton for a son. What a tragedy! Hahaha!"

Liu Fugui’s eyes turned red. While he might endure other things, his treasured Liu Yunpeng was his untouchable line, and he couldn’t forgive the fact that his son had suffered at the hands of a former trusted aide.

With blinding speed, Liu Fugui knocked Yang Buwei’s right hand away. The latter was sent sideways by a massive force before he could even react.

After breaking free from Yang Buwei’s restraint, Liu Fugui rushed straight towards He Lei’s vital spot without pause. The latter clearly didn’t expect Liu Fugui to make such an aggressive move while having a gun pointed at his head. Unprepared, He Lei was unable to avoid it and could only brace himself to meet the attack.

Fortunately, having grown up fighting on the streets, with tough skin and thick flesh, all he got from Liu Fugui’s solid punch was a bit of dizziness and nothing more serious.

But once Liu Fugui made his move, he wasn’t about to stop. According to his code of conduct, if he had to make a move, it would be to destroy his opponent.

Liu Fugui’s attack was relentless, blow after blow, each threatening. Under normal circumstances, He Lei would never be as helpless as he was now, but the familiar momentum of his opponent knocked him off balance, leaving him struggling to cope.

As he was about to be overwhelmed and placed in peril, Yang Buwei shouted angrily: "Liu Fugui, you damn well stop, or else don’t blame me."

"Yunpeng!" With just a sidelong glance, Liu Fugui stopped mid-punch, as if transforming into stone: "Yang, don’t act rashly, or else..."

"Bang!" A scorching pain shot through Liu Fugui’s abdomen, and he glared at He Lei.

"What you staring at, you son of a bitch! Damn it, aren’t you good at fighting? Fight again, why don’t you fight again, damn it!" He Lei hysterically smacked his face with his fist, indicating Liu Fugui to take action.

But Liu Fugui just continued to glare without any movement, which made He Lei furious. Enraged, he swung his fist: "Look, damn it, I’m telling you to look, look at you, damn it!" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)