NOVEL NEXT Chapter 8
Chapter 8: The Fire at Tazhai and Lin Shengwu, Zhao Renzhou’s One Hundred AKs
Jiawei Town.
The water dungeon.
When they initially intercepted the goods.
The people from Tazhai.
Zhao Renzhou didn’t actually kill them.
Instead, he rounded them all up.
Just to see if they might be useful in the future.
But with Chen Jinlong’s death,
Everything had settled.
They were no longer of any use.
After all, what Zhao Renzhou possessed.
Was the arms space…
Not the sugar space…
Inside the water dungeon,
Dead rats and the corpses of unknown bugs.
Floated densely together.
Emitting a foul stench.
There was also a considerable amount of vomit.
Making it even more repulsive…
Lin Shengwu, with his blond hair stained,
Was running a high fever, trembling all over.
Gone was the arrogance and dominance he had in his home country.
He was already somewhat delirious.
Shaking violently.
This was the future.
Due to foolishness and arrogance, the reckless youth who triggered the downfall of the Tazhai Group, Lin Shengwu, was now tightly holding onto Lin Shengwen.
“Brother… Brother…”
“Can we… can we…”
“Survive and go back?”
“I…”
“I’m cold…”
In this kind of environment, they had been locked up for quite some time. Even those with good health wouldn’t endure it, let alone Lin Shengwen, who was already young and physically weak.
Seeing Lin Shengwen’s condition, Lin Shengwu felt a deep heartache and comforted him, “It’s alright, Awen.”
“Hold on.”
Uncle Dong will definitely rescue us out.”
“He will, for sure…”
But despair couldn’t help but well up in his heart. Their people had all been intercepted. Clearly, they weren’t afraid of Uncle Dong. Their influence from Tazhai didn’t extend to northern Burma. Relying on Uncle Dong was a slim hope.
But there was no other way. He could only console his younger brother like this…
They didn’t know how much time had passed.
From above the water dungeon came a voice:
“Bring up those Tazhai people.”
“Take them away.”
Lin Shengwu, still in a daze, was just about to open his eyes when his head received a heavy blow, causing him to pass out again. When Lin Shengwu woke up again, he was drenched in water…
Wanting to move his body, he realized he was tightly bound with his limbs spread out on a vehicle. There were several bodies around him. The strong smell of gasoline assaulted his nostrils. It had been splashed on him…
And on the nearby bodies…
It was gasoline!
Lin Shengwu’s eyes widened. He struggled violently, thinking of a certain possibility. Fear filled his heart!
But his mouth was gagged, so he could only emit roars resembling that of a wild beast through the air.
“Oh?”
“Awake?”
Zhao Renzhou’s voice sounded somewhat playful.
Upon hearing someone speak…
Lin Shengwu seemed to grasp at a lifeline and desperately sought the source of the voice. A shadow fell over him, interrupting his frantic struggles. Zhao Renzhou walked up to Lin Shengwu, chuckling as he crouched down in front of him.
“You just had to wake up, didn’t you?”
“Isn’t this like living through hell?”
“When we set it on fire later…”
“Don’t scream in pain, okay?”
Zhao Renzhou put on a pitiable look, patted Lin Shengwu’s shoulder, and then stood up. Lin Shengwu stared at him with wide eyes, seething with anger inside.
Damn it! To hell with living through hell! What if I try to burn you? Damn it!
But all he could manage were ferocious glares and animal-like roars.
Seeing Zhao Renzhou stand up, Lin Shengwu’s sense of despair grew stronger.
Dammit! Not even allowed to say my last words? Lin Shengwu’s struggles became more intense. His bound body suddenly lunged forward, needing to catch Zhao Renzhou’s attention.
As long as he could say a few words. No matter the price. As long as they could release him. Uncle Dong’s side would definitely come to their rescue…
But this damn guy had no sense of decency. He didn’t even allow him to speak. Lin Shengwu, in despair, wriggled his body, trying to catch up to Zhao Renzhou. But it was all in vain. He couldn’t catch up at all…
Meanwhile, on Zhao Renzhou’s side, after walking a distance, he waved his hand, and one of his men came running over. Zhao Renzhou looked at the battered jeep, piled with bodies and a few people from Tazhai.
“Bring me the gun.”
The henchman handed over the gun. Zhao Renzhou took it, couldn’t help but furrow his brows as he looked at the decaying wooden handle on the gun. He chambered a round to test it.
This gun… he recognized it. Type 77 from Zhejiang, a type of rifle widely used during the resistance war…
But the problem was… it had been so many damn years. It was practically an antique.
This thing… Li Guohui must have brought it with him when he fled to the Golden Triangle, right? His henchmen all have this kind of stuff… No wonder Zhao Hu looked so pathetic when he found the new gun…
Zhao Renzhou took aim for a moment.
Bang!
A shot was fired.
The next second…
Boom!
The bullet collided with the metal of the jeep, instantly igniting the gasoline.
Boom!
A towering flame erupted, devouring the bodies of those who had been shot and the unconscious members of the Tazhai Group. A wave of heat swept over, causing even Zhao Renzhou, who was standing at a safe distance, to squint his eyes. He watched as figures awoke and writhed in the flames.
Zhao Renzhou handed the gun back to his henchman.
“Go tell Zhao Bao,”
“Count the finances and get three pounds of gold.”
“If there’s not enough gold, exchange it in town.”
“Come with me to pick up the goods tonight.”
Of course, picking up the goods was just a pretense. He could directly create items using his spatial abilities. The main purpose was to provide a reasonable excuse. After all, he couldn’t just have those things appear out of thin air.
Another thing is…
If his henchmen are all using these antique relics, Zhao Renzhou can’t sleep soundly at night. At the very least, using the spatial abilities…
He should first acquire a hundred AKs…
And arm them…