Chapter 44 Double Supplies, Three Slaps?

"What is going on here, Brother Wang Meng?"

The feigned hearty smile on Wang Meng's face gradually stiffened.

He looked at Su Ze, whose gaze was calm, carrying a playful air of having seen through everything.

This look made Wang Meng feel a trace of discomfort.

The surprise on the faces of the twenty or so burly men behind him turned into astonishment and ferocity, their gazes cast uniformly toward the girl who dared to stand out at such a moment.

The few men who were pointed out had their expressions change drastically, a flash of panic and annoyance flickering in their eyes.

Wang Meng felt the muscles in his cheeks twitching uncontrollably.

He never expected that even after lowering his stance so much, and even going so far as to slap his own brother's face in public to apologize, he would end up being tripped up by such a trivial matter!

Snatching a bit of supplies and hitting a woman. In front of anyone else, this wouldn't amount to a damn thing!

But now, in front of this unfathomable Su Ze, this trivial matter had become a stick of dynamite capable of detonating the whole scene!

"Brother Su Ze, regarding this matter, it is indeed my brothers who were in the wrong."

Wang Meng laughed it off, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness, "It is a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King Temple, with family not recognizing family; we didn't know this morning that they were our own sisters!"

"How about this, I will have them apologize to this Young Miss right now!"

Su Ze nodded without speaking, merely looking at the few burly men Wang Meng had named. The smile on his face remained, yet it made people feel an invisible pressure.

"What the hell are you still standing there for? Get over here! Apologize to this Young Miss!"

"I am sorry... We... we were wrong." The few burly men said in low voices, their eyes not daring to look directly at the girl.

However, as the apologies fell, the corridor once again fell into an eerie silence.

Su Ze did not speak.

He neither said he forgave them nor that he did not.

He just leaned back in the chair with ease, his fingers tapping the armrest lightly, his gaze resting calmly on Wang Meng.

That calm gaze, however, made Wang Meng feel as if he had been targeted by a venomous snake, a layer of fine cold sweat instantly breaking out on his back.

He understood.

An apology alone was not enough.

Wang Meng's heart was bleeding, but he had to pile on a smile; he gritted his back teeth and took the initiative to speak.

"Brother Su Ze, what do you think of this? These few brats are blind; we will return double the things they snatched! Consider it as a way to help this Young Miss calm her nerves!"

As he spoke, he immediately had his subordinates take out double the supplies from their backpacks.

Su Ze's fingers, which were tapping the armrest, stopped.

He finally smiled and nodded.

"Brother Wang Meng is indeed a straightforward person."

Wang Meng had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the matter was over.

But Su Ze's next sentence caused his heart, which had just settled, to instantly jump back into his throat.

"However..." Su Ze drew out his tone, his gaze turning to the girl who still bore the slap mark, his tone nonchalant, "Supplies are supplies, but the grievances a person has suffered cannot be so easily compensated for."

He paused, the curve of his mouth becoming increasingly playful.

"How about this, in addition to the supplies, add another apology and three slaps, how about that?"

"After all, three slaps from a girl are not heavy."

Boom!

This sentence was even more powerful than the earth-shattering accusation from that girl earlier!

Wang Meng's face turned completely black in an instant!

The group of burly men behind him were all showing anger, clenching their fists and staring fixedly at Su Ze.

The damage was not high, but the insult was extremely strong!

This was no longer compensation; this was pressing Wang Meng's face into the dirt and stomping on it fiercely in front of everyone!

If he really let his subordinates be slapped three times by a woman in public today, then how would he lead his team in the future? Where would his dignity be?!

The air in the corridor seemed to solidify into substance.

On one side, there were more than thirty burly, imposing men glaring angrily.

On the other side, there was Su Ze, sitting alone and composed, looking calm and relaxed.

The tense atmosphere between the two sides was almost sparking!

Liu Yuanfang and the other girls were too scared to even breathe, their bodies, which had just been full and satisfied, tensing up again due to nervousness.

Jiang Yuwan and the others also subconsciously moved a few steps closer to Su Ze, their expressions solemn.

Wang Meng stared fixedly at Su Ze, trying to see even a hint of hesitation or fear on that young face.

There was none.

There was nothing.

Only an unfathomable calm, and that trace of playfulness that made his heart jump with fear.

Wang Meng knew he had no choice.

Go head-to-head with this guy who used unknown means to clear all the zombies on the Fourth Floor?

He dared not gamble!

But to just admit defeat like this... He was unwilling!

Just as he was struggling internally and unable to ride a tiger.

"Slap!!" A crisp and loud slap exploded in the dead-silent corridor without warning!

Everyone was shocked!

Seeing that behind Wang Meng, the leading burly man who had snatched the supplies earlier suddenly raised his hand and used all his strength to give himself a loud slap!

He slapped himself extremely hard, his cheek instantly turning red and swollen, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head, his eyes red, looking at Su Ze and then at the livid Wang Meng, and roared with a hoarse voice.

"Boss Su Ze! We were in the wrong! We will hit ourselves! Is that okay?!"

The other accomplices behind him, seeing this, all turned pale.

They were not fools and instantly understood their companion's intention.

Rather than being hit by a woman and losing all face, causing Brother Meng to be unable to step down, it was better to do it themselves! At least they could retain a bit of a man's dignity!

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

For a time, crisp slapping sounds echoed one after another in the corridor.

Those few burly men each slapped their own faces fiercely.

This extremely absurd and shocking scene left everyone dumbfounded.

Liu Yuanfang and the group of girls all had their mouths wide open, their eyes filled with disbelief.

They could never have imagined that this group of men, who were fierce and menacing just a moment ago, would actually... hit themselves?

Wang Meng's fists were clenched tightly at his sides, his knuckles turning white from excessive force, his chest heaving violently.

He looked at his few subordinates covered in blood, and then looked at the young man who had been smiling and watching the show from beginning to end, a wave of unprecedented humiliation and killing intent growing wildly in his heart.

Wang Meng took a deep breath, the sound almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Wang Meng stared fixedly at Su Ze, his eyes seemingly wanting to carve Su Ze's appearance into his bones.

Then, he still managed to squeeze out a forced smile.

"Brother Su Ze, I hope today's matter... is the last time, and I hope we... cooperate happily in the future."

After speaking, he did not stay for even another second and waved his hand abruptly.

"Let's go!"

The group of people came with great momentum, but when they left, they were all dejected and looked as pathetic as stray dogs.

Watching their backs disappear at the stairwell, the girl whose instant noodles had been snatched finally could no longer hold it in and burst into tears with a "waah", bowing deeply to Su Ze's back as she cried.

"Thank you... Thank you, Boss Su Ze, for standing up for me!"

Su Ze waved his hand, signaling her that it was unnecessary.

His gaze looked thoughtfully toward the direction of the stairwell, the smile at the corner of his mouth meaningful.

"A bit interesting..."

...

Third Floor.

"Bang!"

Wang Meng kicked open a Dormitory door, the immense force causing the wooden door to let out an unbearable groan.

He walked into the Dormitory without saying a word, his face so gloomy that water could drip from it.

The group of burly men following him also hung their heads, not daring to breathe loudly, the atmosphere of the entire Dormitory suppressed to the extreme.

Those few guys who had been beaten into pig heads were filled with resentment and humiliation.

"Brother Meng! This Su Ze is fucking going too far!" Finally, a burly man who hadn't been hit could not help it and roared through gritted teeth.

"That's right, Brother Meng! He simply doesn't put us in his eyes at all! Isn't it just because he relies on having a turret? There are so many of us; let's rush over, chop him up, and feed him to the zombies!"

"Yes! Do him! I can't swallow this anger!"

"Kill him, and his women and his supplies will all be ours!"

For a time, the crowd was agitated, and everyone was clamoring to go back and get revenge.

"All of you shut the fuck up!!"

Wang Meng roared violently, his bloodshot eyes sweeping over everyone like a hungry wolf.

The clamoring stopped abruptly.

Wang Meng's chest heaved violently; he walked to the window and looked at the zombies wandering downstairs, his voice as cold as if it had been quenched in ice.

"Do him? What are you going to use to do him?"

"Have you forgotten again? In such a short time, he used means unknown to us to kill all several hundred zombies on the Fourth Floor!"

This question was like a basin of ice water poured over their heads.

Everyone's anger was instantly extinguished by more than half.

Wang Meng slowly turned around, his eyes flashing with rational yet crazy calculations.

"Send people to investigate exactly how he wiped out those hundreds of zombies."

"Before we figure out his trump cards and have absolute certainty, no one is allowed to mention revenge again!"

He paused, his voice lowering further, carrying a chilling meaning.

"Right now, the most important thing for us is to survive! It is to collect supplies!"

"If... I mean if, we cannot find enough supplies ourselves and cannot maintain our survival, what then?"

He looked at the crowd and said word by word.

"Then we can only go kill zombies, earn copper coins, and then... go fucking buy from him, Su Ze!"