102: Chapter 102: I'll take this job!

Coordinates 129.250, Liang Kun Fortress.

At this moment, the command hall was bustling with people.

Liang Kun sat steadily in the main seat, with a group of close aides standing in a row behind him, their expressions solemn.

Sitting across from him was a middle-aged man in his thirties.

This man had a three-millimeter buzz cut, with a shallow scar on his forehead, which was stabbed by a rival with a dagger while handling a conflict in his early years.

It was Saint Descending Upon the World.

He wore a silver-gray leather armor, its surface covered in layers of bone plates, which at a glance was not the dime-a-dozen garbage from the exchange counter.

Saint Descending Upon the World leaned forward slightly, the scar on his brow bone exceptionally eye-catching under the light, his gaze locked tightly onto Liang Kun as he asked in a deep voice.

"Liang Kun, you said you found the coordinates of Shanghai Li Yunlong. Is the information reliable?"

Liang Kun did not rush to answer.

He picked up the purple clay teapot in front of him, slowly filled the empty porcelain cup in front of the latter with hot tea, and then spoke.

"Brother Saint Descending Upon the World, please take a look!"

Liang Kun directly pulled out the system panel and shared it with the other party.

This was a private chat message, and the person chatting privately with Liang Kun was clearly here for the bounty.

"Dad of Yunyun: "Big Boss Liang Kun, I know the information of the person in the photo. If I tell you his location, can you give me survival coins?""

"Jinxiu Longwan Liang Kun: "Huh? You know what, you are already the 38th person to say that to me?""

"Dad of Yunyun: "I really know, he is right next to my Fortress, and we were also neighbors before the doomsday. I have his photo here! [Image]""

Saint Descending Upon the World clicked on the picture and immediately saw a long-shot snapshot.

In the center of the photo, a young man in his twenties was standing with a knife, and that face was identical to the face on the bounty notice Liang Kun had posted in the regional channel.

This photo was obviously taken secretly at night, but for some reason, there were no surrounding sceneries, only a half-length photo of this person.

Of course they didn't know that this was deliberately done by Chen Ze's "good neighbor", and the purpose was not to capture the surrounding Brute Zombie corpses in the picture.

At the end of the day, he was just doing it for the bounty and had no enmity with Chen Ze. On the contrary, Chen Ze had considered helping him before.

His conscience couldn't bear it, and he was unwilling to truly push Chen Ze into a desperate situation.

Therefore, he intentionally erased the image of zombies all over the ground in the background, concealed the formidable strength of Chen Ze's group easily slaughtering a large number of mutated zombies, and only cropped out Chen Ze's half-body portrait to send over.

In the command room, Saint Descending Upon the World stared fixedly at the photo and narrowed his eyes.

"What is his Fortress?"

Liang Kun smiled and continued to click on the next photo.

Unsurprisingly, it was Chen Ze's Blockhouse.

"This is a Blockhouse? Hahaha!"

When Saint Descending Upon the World saw the photo clearly, a disdainful sneer immediately curled up the corner of his mouth, and the old scar on his brow bone wrinkled along with it.

"I didn't expect that this guy's Fortress is actually just a decrepit Blockhouse!"

After Saint Descending Upon the World finished speaking, more than twenty subordinates behind him suddenly burst into laughter.

"It's really ridiculous, just such a Blockhouse piled with stones is worthy of being the number one in the whole district?"

"Indeed, there isn't even a perimeter wall, I can climb in in two or three strokes!"

"If you ask me, Li Yunlong's Fortress is far worse than our boss's security building. Ours is solid reinforced concrete, what on earth is this thing!"

Around Saint Descending Upon the World, most of them were old subordinates from his private security company, and each of them had some martial arts foundation.

They bantered warily, their tone full of disdain.

In their eyes, this kind of crude rock and cement building could not be considered a regular Fortress at all, and it was worlds apart from the professional security fortifications they used to garrison.

At this moment, Liang Kun raised his hand, and after everyone quieted down, he spoke.

"I know that Brother Saint Descending Upon the World's side are all experts with real skills, but I still want to remind you that that guy Li Yunlong can kill my elite squad, he definitely has some tricks up his sleeve, and we can't be careless!"

In his past life, being able to become a leader in the private security industry, Saint Descending Upon the World was naturally not a stupid person.

But having said that, he still knew the strength of his subordinates incomparably well.

This group of people had struggled alongside him for several years, handling high-risk security tasks and settling violent conflicts year-round.

Each of them had solid skills, a fierce and ruthless temperament, and was proficient in encirclement, ambush, close combat, and crowd control. They were all veterans who licked blood from the tip of a knife, and their practical combat experience had long been carved into their bone marrow.

A young kid in his early twenties, even if his attributes far exceeded ordinary people, his age was right there.

Without years of combat training and the experience precipitated by countless life-and-death struggles, how could he possibly contend with this group of battle-hardened elites under him with just brute force and attributes?

Saint Descending Upon the World was inwardly certain, yet on the surface he still maintained composure and caution, without the slightest bit of underestimation or carelessness.

He never gambled on luck; even if the odds of winning were huge, he had to figure out all the opponent's background to ensure foolproof success.

"Liang Kun, you do know what other trump cards that guy has?"

Hearing this, Liang Kun stretched out his thumb and index finger, making a gun gesture.

"That guy might have a gun!"

Liang Kun briefly talked about the information Guo Changzheng gave him earlier. In his deduction, the ones who killed his two teams were most likely Chen Ze.

As his voice fell, the old scar on Saint Descending Upon the World's brow bone suddenly tightened, and a heavy layer of dread added to the depth of his eyes.

"A gun? Sounds a bit tricky!"

"Big Brother, isn't it just a gun? We aren't..."

Seeing his subordinate about to continue speaking, Saint Descending Upon the World immediately raised his hand to interrupt, then turned his head away and cast a cold glance at that person.

The latter shivered visibly all over, then immediately opened his mouth to apologize.

"Big Brother, it was my big mouth! It was my big mouth!"

Saint Descending Upon the World did not continue to pay attention to him, but instead turned his head to look at Liang Kun.

"Besides these, is there any other intelligence?"

Liang Kun shook his head.

"Gone, I've told you everything I know!"

"Good, since that's the case, I, Saint Descending Upon the World, will take this job!"

Liang Kun was slightly stunned upon hearing this.

What do you mean you'll take this job? Isn't Li Yunlong the enemy of both of us? What kind of act are you putting on?

"Brother Saint Descending Upon the World, what do you mean by that?"

"Nothing much, Li Yunlong and I only have a little friction, but it hasn't reached the point of fighting to the death. On the other hand, Brother Liang Kun, you... seem to have a deep blood feud with him, right?"

Saint Descending Upon the World truly lived up to being an old fox who had mixed in the high-risk security industry for many years. He was meticulous, skilled in weighing pros and cons, and never did a losing business.

He would naturally take revenge for the grudge, but here at Liang Kun's side, he was also going to fiercely fleece him!

Not only that, once he broke through that damn Li Yunlong's Fortress, he wouldn't share a single bit of the opponent's resources!