Chapter 277: Why Should I Spoil You?

"Boss, your words are really damaging the harmony here."As the bald man spoke, he gave a meaningful glance to the tall, skinny guy beside him.

The tall, skinny guy understood. Right in front of Su Zhan, he pulled a sharp-edged triangular iron spike from his toolkit and walked over to the left rear wheel of the off-road vehicle with a vicious grin.

Under Su Zhan's watchful eye, he gave it a hard jab.

"Psssh—"

A clear hiss of escaping air.

The left rear tire visibly deflated at a rapid pace.

"Oh dear, boss, look at this mess!"

The bald man slapped his thigh, his tone dripping with mockery. "Your car's luck is just terrible! One tire goes bad, and now another one follows. This is really troublesome. Both tires are ruined now. That'll be sixteen thousand."

Instead of getting angry, Su Zhan chuckled. "Hah, your business practices are truly something else. Quite ruthless."

"Ruthless?"

The bald man's arrogance flared even higher. Pointing at the endless expanse of the Gobi desert around them, he spat as he ranted:

"Boss, take a good look! This is the fucking uninhabited zone! For dozens of kilometers around, I, Old Ma, am the only repair shop here.

Today, your car can only be fixed by us brothers! Don't you think that's the way it is?"

"And this area, it's a godforsaken place where birds don't even shit. There's not a single ghost of a person around, let alone any surveillance cameras."

The tall, skinny guy added in a sinister tone, "Boss, if we brothers decided to kill you here today, dig a hole, bury you, no one would ever know. Believe it?"

As he spoke, a rusted pipe wrench somehow appeared in his hand.

The third man roared, "If you know what's good for you, hurry up and pay! Don't fucking lose your life over a bit of money in this ghostly place!"

The smile on Su Zhan's face gradually faded. He slowly scanned the three men, looking at them as if they were already corpses.

"Fine. Sixteen thousand it is. I'll take the loss today. Fix the car."

Let them fix the car first. After all, it would be too much trouble if he had to find the repair tools himself. He could settle the account after the car was fixed.

The three bald men exchanged glances, triumphant, vicious smiles spreading across their faces.

Sure enough, these lone sheep traveling outside were the easiest to push around.

"Boss is straightforward!"

The bald man chuckled darkly.

Su Zhan walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk.

Inside, besides necessary supplies, there was an inconspicuous black backpack. He unzipped it, revealing several thick stacks of hundred-yuan bills.

Seeing so much cash.

The eyes of the three bald men instantly glazed over, their breathing becoming heavy.

The bald man roughly pushed aside the tall, skinny guy who was about to get the tools to fix the car. He himself leaned over the trunk, reaching out to grab the backpack.

"Boss, look, you have so much money. Us brothers have it tough in this godforsaken place too. Taking a bit more isn't too much to ask, right?"

Su Zhan pressed his hand down on the backpack, looking at the bald man. "We can talk about the money. Can you fix the car first?"

"Fix your mother!"

Seeing Su Zhan still daring to resist, the bald man completely dropped the pretense.

He considered the other party already meat on the chopping block.

Rage rose from his heart, wickedness surged to his gall.

He swung his fist straight at Su Zhan's face. "You were given face but didn't want it! Let me loosen up your bones first!"

He wanted to beat this clueless kid into submission, then take all the money.

This anger-fueled punch came to an abrupt halt about a dozen centimeters away from Su Zhan's face.

His wrist was firmly gripped by a hand like an iron clamp, immovable.

The vicious grin on the bald man's face instantly froze, turning into shock, then intense pain.

Su Zhan slowly raised his head. "The ones who were given face but didn't want it... are you."

*Crack!*

The sound of bone breaking.

"Ahhh—!"

The bald man let out a piercing, miserable scream, his wrist bending at a grotesque angle.

Su Zhan casually flung him away. The bald man flew several meters like a ragged sack, landing heavily on the Gobi desert, clutching his broken wrist, howling and writhing in pain.

Seeing this, the tall, skinny guy and the third man were both shocked and furious. Grabbing a wrench and the pipe wrench, they charged forward with strange cries.

The outcome held no suspense.

Su Zhan didn't even use Mist Energy. Relying solely on his physical strength and combat skills, in less than three seconds, the two men were lying on the ground in even more miserable states.

One had a broken leg bone, the other had several broken ribs, groaning in agony.

Su Zhan walked over to the terrified bald man, looking down at him from above.

"Now, can you fix the car properly? Replace both tires with the best new ones. Be quick about it. I'll spare your lives."

Under the deterrence of absolute martial power, the will to survive overwhelmed everything else.

The three men, enduring excruciating pain, scrambled and crawled to start working.

They were filled with immense regret, knowing they had kicked the hardest iron plate they would ever encounter in their lives.

The tall, skinny guy and the third man, enduring the pain of their broken bones, under the bald man's direction, used their still-functional hands to work as fast as they could, trembling as they removed the two ruined tires and replaced them with the two best brand-new off-road tires from the warehouse.

During this time.

The bald man also tremblingly offered the backpack full of money to Su Zhan, his face a picture of misery. "Boss... the money, the money is returned to you... We were blind, we didn't recognize your greatness. Please be magnanimous..."

Su Zhan didn't even glance at the backpack, just watched them coldly as they repaired the car.

Only after confirming the tires were properly replaced and fully inflated.

Did Su Zhan slowly step forward and take the backpack.

The three bald men felt as if granted a great pardon, kneeling on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic. "Thank you, boss, for sparing our lives! Thank you, boss!"

Su Zhan threw the backpack back into the trunk and closed the door.

Then, he turned around, looking at the three men on the ground who seemed like ants, and said calmly:

"No need to thank me. You were right. In this uninhabited zone, if you just dig a hole and bury someone, no one would know."

The relief on the three men's faces instantly froze.

"No—!"

Their pleas for mercy were cut off abruptly.

Su Zhan's hands moved like lightning, instantly crushing the throats of all three men.

The action was clean, efficient, without a hint of hesitation.

Looking at the three rapidly cooling corpses on the ground.

There was no fluctuation in Su Zhan's eyes.

He wasn't a bloodthirsty person, but these people had pissed him off too much.

If they made him unhappy, if they annoyed him, then he would make them pay the price.

We're all doing this 'being human' thing for the first time. Why should I indulge you?

Su Zhan found a soft spot behind the repair shop, used a readily available shovel to dig a large pit, buried the three corpses along with their tools of crime, handling everything cleanly.

After finishing all this.

He dusted off his hands, got into the now-repaired off-road vehicle, and started the engine.

The vehicle drove back onto the national highway, heading deeper into the Gobi.

Along the way.

The tires were punctured and ruined two more times.

Su Zhan, feeling helpless, dismantled two more criminal gangs, making these people pay the price they deserved.

He was a bit speechless.

Seriously, is the public security in this uninhabited zone always this bad?

Well, alright, there's basically no public security in this uninhabited zone to begin with.