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Chapter 181 Touch My Woman?

After realizing his predicament, Chen Xiaoyong immediately abandoned those impractical ideas, and his gloomy, cold expression gradually began to thaw.

"Mr. Zhang."

"That joke isn't funny at all."

"My company and I are now in a partnership; kidnapping you would be of no benefit to me."

His face was very serious as he spoke, and between his slightly furrowed brows there seemed to be a hint of irritation at Zhang Ye's probing.

And it was precisely this behavior that allowed everyone to breathe a sigh of relief.

Including Chen Xiaoyong's own men.

Nobody was a fool.

At this moment, the distance between the two parties was so close.

Behind them, the gates of the Ecological Park were left completely unguarded and open.

If any conflict were to arise, the other party's fully-armed security team could shatter their frail defenses with the powerful firepower of their assault rifles and penetrate into the inner areas of the Ecological Park in an instant.

Then it wouldn't be a matter of whether they had the opportunity to extort the company or not.

It would mean the Ecological Park would have a new owner.

It was because Chen Xiaoyong realized this point that he decided to swallow his pride, even showing a willingness to take a lesser position in his every move.

"No benefit?"@@@@

Zhang Ye smiled and walked a few steps forward.

Being slightly taller than Chen Xiaoyong, his gaze had an added sense of looking down at the other man.

"If you captured me, would there still be a need to cooperate with the company?"

"You could have whatever you want."

"Like guns, for instance."

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"Ammunition."

His words stopped there.

At this point, their gazes met precisely, and Zhang Ye's aggressive eyes subconsciously made Chen Xiaoyong tense.

Clearly, it wasn't just him who harbored thoughts.

The other party felt the same.

But in the end, both sides implicitly chose to maintain their current cooperative relationship.

At least, that was the case for Chen Xiaoyong.

He acted as if he hadn't caught the insinuation in Zhang Ye's words.

He shifted his body to the side, and his men immediately stepped aside to make way.

"Hahaha."

"Mr. Zhang really does have a sense of humor."

"Since we can get what we need through trade, why would I go out of my way to offend the company?"

Chen Xiaoyong's expression suddenly turned ugly, and without saying another word, he rushed in front of Zhang Ye:

"Young Master Zhang."

"What do you mean by this?"

Starting to shoot people as soon as you get on my turf?

To kill one as a warning to others?

And right in front of me?

If I don't demand an explanation, what will my men think of me later?

But when he turned to look at Zhang Ye, there wasn't the slightest hint of guilt; there was even a bit of resentment:

"Brother Yong, how do you discipline your men?"

He said this while looking at the two corpses on the ground, disgust filling his eyes.

"Taking advantage of the chaos, they even dared to lay hands on my woman."

"If I hadn't noticed it soon—"

"Hmph."

Chen Xiaoyong's face turned even uglier upon hearing this, thinking that an explanation was now clearly out of the question.

He of course knew his people's character.

Calling them ruffians and hooligans was not an overstatement.

In fact, not just in Ecological Park, majority of the people in every survivor settlement are these kind.

They are like cockroaches that crawl through heaps of garbage and underground tunnels—filthy, disgusting, making one unable to resist feeling revulsion at the sight of them, wanting to crush these pieces of trash underfoot.

Yet, it is precisely these kinds of people who are most capable of adapting to life after the apocalypse.

Or rather, the apocalypse created them.

Without the constraints of law, the ugliness in humanity expanded and enlarged like a sponge soaked in water, altering its original form completely.

Therefore, from the moment Zhang Ye spoke those words, he knew he could not reclaim control of the situation.

The only witnesses were the corpses on the ground.

And those three women.

In the end, Chen Xiaoyong could only suppress the rage in his heart, venting all of his resentment on the subordinates responsible for maintaining order and leading the way.

"How the hell do you guys do your jobs!"

"Damn it, you can't even keep watch over a few aged losers!"

While scolding his men, he kept an eye on Zhang Ye's expression with the corner of his eye, until the other's face showed satisfaction. Then, he once again led the seemingly moody Young Master down to the lobby on the first floor.

Lu Mei, dressed in a cheongsam, had already been waiting here for over half an hour.

Noticing someone coming in, she immediately walked over to the unfamiliar man with a smiling, swaying waist.

"This must be Zhang—"

Before she could finish her sentence, the man already slapped her buttocks with his hand.

The slap was extremely crisp.

The air went suddenly quiet.