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

"That little girl was so hungry she was all skin and bones," Zhang Ye remarked.

"Truly pitiable," Wang Hu added.

Peng Liu at that moment looked very honest, entirely lacking the ferocity of a killer, even his posture when speaking was somewhat different.

His height of over one-eighty seemed to shrink by half out of nowhere.

He appeared somewhat servile.

Since witnessing the capabilities of the company, Peng Yue's brothers had mostly maintained this attitude towards Zhang Ye, with their behavior revealing an undisguised reverence.

After all, everyone had seen someone who could kill zombies, but who had seen someone who could use zombies like dogs?

They even had soldiers specifically tasked with capturing zombies.

"Little Dao dragging her butt has really opened our eyes," they thought.

They had heard that the twenty-plus workers digging wells for the engineering department were worked to death day and night because they had offended Zhang Ye.

That wasn't the end of it; even in death, they had to continue digging until their bodies fell apart.

Basically, there was no one who knew this and was not afraid.

Fear arose from that knowledge.

Zhang Ye listened and nodded repeatedly.

As long as there is a weakness, as long as there's something he treasures, there's no fear of him betraying me, he thought.

"By the way, boss, there's something else..." Peng Liu suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with hesitation, as if he wasn't sure whether to speak.

Peng Yue, seeing this, couldn't hold back and said impatiently, "Spit it out already."

"What's with the hemming and hawing?"

"Aren't you just wasting Director Zhang's time?"

Though Peng Yue had also admonished his subordinates this way in the past, he was never as strict or frequent as he was now, all because of Zhang Ye.

In Peng Yue's view, since they had already joined the company, it was time to elevate their status as much as possible.

And it was clear that the whole company was dominated by Zhang Ye alone.

Others could merely offer suggestions.

Therefore, shortly after the motorcade joined the company, Peng Yue immediately demanded that his men shed their reckless bandit demeanor.

On this basis, he was extremely cooperative with all the company's demands.

Including, but not limited to, allowing the motorcade to dissolve and be restructured.

All transport tasks were handed over to Wang Hu.

But Zhang Ye didn't do anything like crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, or killing the donkey after it had finished grinding the mill; he simply allowed Peng Yue to lead some of his old subordinates and reform into a protection squad tasked with escorting the convoy.

Under this guise, not only did the Peng family brothers maintain a certain amount of independence, but most of their weapons and equipment were also retained.

Under these circumstances, Peng Yue's attitude towards Zhang Ye became even more respectful.

He had reached the point of being wholly obedient.

Seeing their big brother like this, the few brothers who were still somewhat reluctant extinguished their thoughts, began to integrate into the company gradually, and carried out the various tasks assigned to them. Stay tuned to My Virtual Library Empire

And as their understanding of the company and Zhang Ye deepened, their admiration and fear increased.

This was increasingly reflected in their behavior.

Peng Liu, hearing his boss scold him again, wasn't angry, and seeing that Zhang Ye didn't oppose his speaking up, he simply told everything about the earlier incident.

Especially the part where he and that protection squad member realized they were being followed when they returned.

"Given the special circumstances, I told him not to act rashly, and then hurried back to report to you," he said.

"I sent those few downstairs outside as well."

"What do you think, should we..." he stopped there, his querying gaze on Zhang Ye, clearly asking whether they should send a few more people to stand guard outside.

In the adjacent room, several people were already asleep, including Peng San, Peng Si, and others.

Together, there were six or seven people.

Gao Feng, who had been sitting carelessly on the armrest of the sofa, had also straightened up without anyone noticing, her gaze now on Zhang Ye, looking ready to lead people out if needed.

Half of the people who had come over were her Hunters, belonging to the Jiangbei Base.

The only ones left were Peng Yue's transport defense team.

All in all, there were about thirty people.

Compared to other incoming caravans or survivor groups, their size was more than double. Typically, the caravans that passed through here had at most around a dozen people.

After all, the larger the group, the bigger the target, and without suitable transportation, accidents were easily triggered.

Furthermore, eating, drinking, and relieving oneself on the road all consumed resources.

Not many people could afford that.

Yet Zhang Ye simply gave her a "don't worry" look, then after asking Peng Liu a few questions about what happened, he said:

"No need to send out more people. The few left in the vehicles are enough."

"Just pay attention to the noises outside."

"Get some rest early."

Upon hearing this, Peng Liu became anxious and quickly said, "But..."

"Alright, what's this 'but' about?"

"Go rest."

Zhang Ye directly cut him off, then with a smile, gave him a reassuring look and lazily stretched his body to stand up.

Looking at him like that, could the other people in the room not understand?

They immediately all said goodnight.

And left the room.

Early the next morning, a few members of the defense team who were dozing off in the vehicle suddenly woke to sounds of commotion outside.

The eyes that had just managed to close sprang open again.

"Fuck!"

"Who the hell are these security guards, daring to surround our vehicle?"

"Shit, go down and ask!"

Already in a bad mood from staying up all night, they were stunned to see that over a dozen people dressed in security uniforms had encircled their vehicles from out of nowhere.

More precisely, it wasn't about surrounding the vehicles, but swarming around the entrance of the nearby hotel.

The three men leading them looked rather grim.

Seemingly reluctant.

Clatter.

The shutter in front of them suddenly rolled up.

Before the man in the cap could even lift his foot, seven or eight gun barrels had emerged, aimed directly at their heads.

The already tense atmosphere instantly became fraught with hostility.

Seeing this, the bravado on the security guards' faces disappeared in an instant, as they frantically reached for their guns; some fumbled for bullets. Before the other side could even take action, they were already in disarray.

In the chaos, the man in the cap with his hands repeatedly raised managed to calm his colleagues and subordinates.

He then turned with a forced smile to the few men in front of him and said:

"We are from the Public Security Bureau."

"We have something to discuss with your boss, is he inside?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the heavily-armed militia men in front of him made way, and through a rhythm of crisp footsteps, a tall woman with an indifferent expression stepped forward.

"Public Security Bureau?"

"Are you Li Wanhao's people?"

"If you have anything to say, just tell me directly, don't disturb our boss's rest."

Li Wanhao?

The man in the cap was suddenly confused.

He couldn't remember the last time he heard someone refer to the district head by that name, and quickly he became annoyed.

Damn it, the Peng family brothers were way too arrogant!

This isn't your Ecological Park!

Don't they have any sense of protocol?