You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

The three of them looked at the seven or eight trucks that took up half the street, all hesitating, unsure of what to do.

If they weren't mistaken, the truck cabins were likely filled with goods for trade.

After all, they had now occupied an Ecological Park, and it was said there was also an orchard, so there should be plenty of food to fill their bellies.

With so many goods, coupled with the reputation of the Peng family brothers,

the higher-ups were definitely going to send someone to buy them.

If they were to jump out and accuse the other party of murder at this moment, this deal would surely fall through, and if it happened to displease Mayor Li or any other leader...

"Forget it, if you ask me, we better stay out of this."

"What do you guys think?"

The man in the leather jacket thought for a moment and then voiced his thoughts to the man in the duckbill cap, his eyes eagerly awaiting a response.
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Meanwhile, the man next to them interjected,

"Hey, have you guys forgotten something?"

"The Peng family brothers are untouchable, but there's still someone we can deal with!"

Upon hearing this, the other two glanced over in confusion, then quickly grasped their companion's meaning.

The three of them had witnessed the two from the Peng family coming back from a certain shack.

They might not remember the number on the door, but they remembered its exact location clearly enough to find the shabby hut that looked like a pigsty if they turned back now.

If they couldn't touch the real culprit, then they needed to find a scapegoat fast.

Otherwise, once dawn came, the higher-ups would definitely inquire about the incident.

How would the three of them explain themselves then?

"I think it's a good idea."

"If we're going to do it, we need to act fast."

"Before that guy realizes something's wrong and slips away, then we'd really be in trouble."

After considering for a moment, the man in the leather jacket affirmed his companion's idea and was ready to head back and take the person from that shack.

The man next to them was somewhat excited that they finally took his suggestion seriously.

Normally his words were as good as flatulence.

No one paid him any attention.

But just as the two were about to stand up, they saw the man in the duckbill cap still squatting on the ground, showing no intention of leaving with them.

"Bro, what's wrong?"

"Let's go."

The man who had proposed the idea was immediately puzzled and asked him.

Could it be that he was about to criticize the idea again?

Dammit, we're brothers by blood; can you not give me a bit of face?

But the man in the duckbill cap hadn't thought that much and bluntly responded, "Haven't you ever wondered why that guy was with the Peng family brothers?"

"Uh..."

The man in the leather jacket fell silent.

He'd been so focused on finding a scapegoat that he'd forgotten about it; damn, these guard duties were really unpleasant.

Thinking it over, it was clear the Peng family's people had escorted the man back.

There was obviously some sort of relationship between them.

He couldn't be haphazardly arrested.

The brother of the man in the duckbill cap finally lost his patience, stood up, and yelled at his own brother, "Dammit, are you so hesitant about grabbing someone when we have the Chief to back us up? If you're scared, just say it!"

"I'll do it myself!"

He had had enough.

He turned and walked straight into the alley.

But he hadn't taken more than a few steps before his arm was grabbed by the man in the leather jacket, and he saw his own brother rise from the ground and come over.

"Let's go, we should take care of the body before daylight."

"We'll probably have another task tomorrow."

The duck-tongue cap seemed to have completely ignored what he had just said, slowly walking past his own brother, while his brother stood there, grinding his teeth for a long time before finally catching up to him.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the hotel where the convoy was located.

Calling it a hotel, in reality, it was an empty self-built building that probably used to be a vegetable seller's place.

Now, it had become a property controlled by the government of Wanhao District.

Specially rented out to incoming merchant caravans.

And the rent was quite expensive.

The ground floor, originally a street-front shop, was now just outfitted with a few mats and had become the dormitory for the team members.

The second floor and above were reserved for Zhang Ye and other team leaders to rest.

Zhang Ye, Gao Feng, and Peng Yue each had a separate room as a bedroom, while the others were randomly allocated to the remaining rooms.

The first thing Peng Liu did after returning was to head straight to Zhang Ye's bedroom.

When he entered the room, there were only three people inside.

Big brother Peng Yue was still standing by the window, smoking; Gao Feng was leaning on the armrest of the sofa while sitting on it, and Zhang Ye was the one seated on the sofa.

He was engrossed in a magazine with a risqué cover.

From time to time, he would compare the women in it.

And naturally, his comparative subjects were the three women who had lived with him for a long time, but because of this, Zhang Ye's aesthetic standards had also improved quite a bit compared to before.

Ordinary goods like those in the magazine could hardly arouse his interest anymore.

"Tsk tsk, so flat-chested and she made it onto a magazine?"

"The butt's too flat."

"This one's not bad. What a pity, big chest and round butt, but alas, the legs are a tad short. I still prefer them with longer legs."

Zhang Ye regretfully put down the magazine, but his gaze involuntarily fixated on the long legs wrapped in jeans next to him.

Perhaps due to long-term exercise and training, the thighs looked very full and rounded.

And the curve suddenly pulled back as it went down.

Not an ounce of extra flesh on the calves.

Perfect proportions.

But before he could take a better look, Peng Liu, who had just returned from outside, burst in and excitedly shouted, "Boss, I'm back. I've got something I need to report to you!"

Before Zhang Ye could answer, Peng Yue, who was standing by the window smoking, already frowned and scolded:

"Peng Liu, who let you barge in without knocking?"

"Where are the manners I taught you?"

"Gone to the dogs?"

The excitement on Peng Liu's face instantly froze, and soon, he lowered his head in embarrassment and said to Zhang Ye:

"Sorry, boss. My fault."

"How about…"

"I try that again?"

Zhang Ye found it amusing, but he didn't care too much, as he knew best how loyal these people were.

And it was for this reason that he always treated his subordinates with a gentle attitude.

Seeing Peng Liu about to leave, he immediately waved his hand and said:

"All right, all right, no need for all that hassle, just pay attention next time."

Then he looked at Peng Yue with a smile and said, "And you, Peng Yue, you're always yelling at Peng Liu even though he's all grown up. How is that right?"

The somewhat ashamed Peng Liu, hearing these words, instantly felt a surge of gratitude in his eyes.

Look at how the boss speaks!

That's real brotherhood!

After chiding Peng Yue, Zhang Ye turned back to Peng Liu and gestured for him to sit down before asking, "So, is that guy reliable?"

Peng Liu nodded, his expression becoming much more serious.

"He should be reliable."

"At least what he has told us seems to be true."

"His wife was indeed lying in bed, and when I went in, she seemed somewhat out of it, as for his daughter, it looks like she hasn't had a full meal for quite some time."