103: Chapter 103 The Confidence of the Holy Arrival

"Heh!"

Liang Kun let out a soft chuckle, stuck out his tongue to lick his upper lip, and a trace of ferocity flashed through the depths of his eyes.

He finally saw it clearly; this Saint Descending Upon the World was simply a greedy, insatiable old fox.

He had agreed so readily before to join forces to deal with Li Yunlong, but once Liang Kun finished sharing the intelligence he had gone to such great lengths to obtain...

In Saint Descending Upon the World's mouth, it turned into a mercenary business transaction.

"Very well! Since Brother Saint feels that this is a business transaction, then I, Liang Kun, accept it!"

He slowly stood up, opened his hands and rested them on the edge of the table, his spine leaning slightly forward.

His aura instantly turned cold and rigid, suppressing the anger deep in his eyes until only icy reason remained.

"But I'll make my ugly words clear upfront: I can put up the money, and I can yield the benefits, but as for manpower and weapons, I won't spare a single fraction!"

Liang Kun's words were sonorous and powerful, and his tone carried an unyielding firmness.

"Very well!"

Saint Descending Upon the World's face did not have much expression; he just stared indifferently at the other party.

"I will only pay half of the commission; we'll talk about the rest after Li Yunlong is killed!"

Saint Descending Upon the World hesitated briefly, but still nodded.

"Good!"

A single brief word settled all entanglements.

"Since that's the case, then... happy cooperation!"

A faint smile suddenly spread across Liang Kun's face, fading away the tit-for-tat confrontation from just moments ago.

Seeming relieved and gentle, there was not a shred of warmth in the depths of his eyes, leaving only cold calculation.

He stretched out his palm, taking the initiative to hand it towards Saint Descending Upon the World, with an open posture that made him look completely candid in finalizing the cooperation.

Saint Descending Upon the World raised his eyes to look at him.

The old scar on his brow bone exuded a coldness under the light and shadow, and he similarly pulled out a formulaic, faint smile, reaching out to meet him.

The two palms shook tightly; on the surface it was a harmonious and win-win cooperation, but in reality, each harbored his own hidden agendas.

After another round of bargaining, the two finally finalized using 5,000 survival coins as the commission for this operation.

And after killing Chen Ze, all the loot would belong to Saint Descending Upon the World.

This was equivalent to Liang Kun paying to hire Saint Descending Upon the World to eliminate a major thorn in his side for him.

"Since that's the case, then I wish Brother Saint a triumphant victory right out of the gate! I will send people to prepare wine and food right now, waiting for you to come back and drink to your heart's content!"

Liang Kun smiled so wide that his teeth showed but his eyes crinkled; his expression was enthusiastic and sincere, looking completely trusting and just waiting to celebrate the victory.

"Fine! Before dark, I will definitely bring Li Yunlong's dog head to see you!"

Saint Descending Upon the World left behind these words, and immediately departed with his numerous subordinates.

Liang Kun stood right in the command hall, watching them leave.

Once the group had walked far away, Li Shuai finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Brother Kun, did we just agree like that? That Li Yunlong is ranked first on the leaderboard! The treasures on him must be worth a fortune!"

Liang Kun sneered, drank down all the tea in his cup in one gulp, and then spoke.

"No matter how good the items are, he has to have his life to take them!"

"What do you mean? Brother Kun, do you think they won't be able to beat Li Yunlong?"

Li Shuai scratched his head and continued to ask.

"Then why give them a deposit? Wouldn't that just be a waste?"

"No! No! No!"

Liang Kun shook his head gently, the corners of his mouth curling into a shrewd, sinister, and vicious smile.

"Your vision is too short-sighted. In this game, no matter who wins or loses in the end, I, Liang Kun, will be the ultimate winner, and I will definitely not lose out!"

He raised his hand to tidy his cuffs, closed his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath.

When he opened them again, there was only icy coldness left.

"Go assemble the manpower! Set off in half an hour!"

Li Shuai was stunned and quickly asked.

"Ah? Big Brother, didn't Saint Descending Upon the World already go fight Li Yunlong? What are we going to do?"

Liang Kun didn't explain, and only said indifferently:

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!"

As it turned out, from beginning to end, he had never bet all his chips on Saint Descending Upon the World.

Hiring the other party to strike was merely using some survival coins as chips, borrowing that group of security elites under his command to test Chen Ze's strength.

When Chen Ze and Saint Descending Upon the World fought to both sides suffering heavy losses and casualties, it would be the best time for them to step in and reap the rewards!

Over at Saint Descending Upon the World's side.

The group left in a mighty procession, having just walked out of Liang Kun's Fortress.

An old subordinate beside him whispered.

"Boss, this Liang Kun isn't right!"

He looked like he was turning his head inadvertently, but in reality he was observing whether anyone was tracking them around.

"You noticed it?"

Saint Descending Upon the World lit a cigarette.

"Yeah, he was too prompt!"

This person paused and continued:

"When we said we wanted to take all the loot, that Liang Kun was obviously very dissatisfied at first, and his face sank halfway. But after a moment, he actually agreed on the spot without a shred of dispute."

"If it were a normal person, it would be absolutely impossible to hand over all the benefits so easily."

Saint Descending Upon the World held the cigarette between his fingertips, walking forward slowly.

His gaze swept across the dense forest behind, and his tone carried a hint of mockery.

"Since you can see this point, you haven't followed me in vain all these years."

"Boss, then what is he planning in his heart? Could he really be planning to give out 5,000 survival coins for free without keeping any benefits?"

The old subordinate's brow was tightly locked, full of incomprehension.

"5,000? You're thinking too much; that guy never intended to give the remaining survival coins!"

Saint Descending Upon the World narrowed his eyes and continued:

"Because that guy doesn't think at all that we can actually beat Li Yunlong. Using 2,500 survival coins to make two of his competitors fight each other—if it were you, wouldn't you agree?"

The old subordinate came to a sudden realization.

"Damn! That Liang Kun really is an old fox!"

Saint Descending Upon the World's mouth curled into a sneer, his fingertips pinched the cigarette butt, and he flicked it away.

"Doesn't matter! He has his little thoughts, but we aren't some small fries that people can casually manipulate!"

Hearing this, the old subordinate revealed a smile full of mockery.

"Heh, Liang Kun probably never even dreamed that the talent of Boss's Fortress isn't something that a few guns from that fellow Li Yunlong can resolve!"

Seeing that his subordinate was about to continue speaking, Saint Descending Upon the World immediately raised his hand and sternly interrupted.

"Alright!"

Talents were his bottom-of-the-box secrets, belonging to core trump cards that absolutely could not be exposed.

If it weren't for this old subordinate following him for years and having long signed a subsidiary contract with him, guaranteeing absolute loyalty, he would never have disclosed even half a word.

Saint Descending Upon the World didn't say any more and waved his large hand abruptly.

"Hum!~"

Four modified armored escort vehicles instantly appeared out of thin air.

These escort vehicles were custom-modified by him with huge sums of money before the apocalypse arrived, originally stored in the underground garage of the security building, and could only be used when executing extremely dangerous missions.

Unexpectedly, after the global traversal, these special chariots were actually preserved along with his security building.

This was also one of his trump cards for being confident he could take down Chen Ze.

The vehicles were covered all over with a matte explosion-proof coating.

Not only were they non-reflective, but they were also explosion-proof and fire-proof.

The bodies of the vehicles were additionally installed with thickened steel plates, maximizing their defensive power to the extreme.

The windows of the entire vehicle were bulletproof glass, sufficient to withstand close-range strafing from conventional firearms.

Dense, concealed shooting ports were reserved on the sides and rear of the vehicle body.

Personnel inside the vehicle could output firepower outwards at any time without exposing their own positions.

Both offensive and defensive, every single detail was tailor-made for surprise assaults and sieges.

Saint Descending Upon the World's eyes were sharp as he gave a deep-voiced order.

"Get the brothers in the vehicles, let's hurry to Li Yunlong's Fortress and finish this quickly!"

(These past two days I'm back on the new book chart, and suddenly a lot of bad reviews from people reading less than 30 minutes appeared.)

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