100: Chapter 100 Traitor

Lin Fan didn't even raise his head, and his tone was extremely flat: "A wolf that has tasted meat can never go back to eating grass."

Zhou Kai was stunned and didn't understand.

Lin Fan stopped what he was doing, turned his head, and glanced at the surging crowd of heads on the beach below.

"The bit of water and flour the three of them brought down is not life-saving food, but a death warrant."

"More than twenty people fighting over something not even enough to fill the gaps between their teeth—those who aren't full will feel the distribution is unfair, while the three people who have eaten lavishly will feel that group of people is a burden snatching their food."

"As for Song Ya."

"Writing up to here, I hope readers remember our domain name, the top choice for Taiwan novels k a n . c o m, super reliable."

"If Wang Qiang and Liu Gang can really withstand the pressure and fish Song Ya up, it counts as they have some ability. If they can't fish her up and get beaten..."

Lin Fan pulled a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Tomorrow, the others whose eyes are red with hunger will have plenty of people rushing and scrambling to pack up Song Ya and send her up to me in exchange for a bite to eat."

After hearing this, a layer of cold sweat instantly seeped from Zhou Kai's back.

He looked at the man in front of him who was about his age.

With just a box of water, a box of noodles, and a few catties of raw meat, he had turned that group of people below, who were huddling together for warmth, into a nest of mad dogs killing each other.

It was fortunate that he defected to Lin Fan in time.

Meanwhile on the beach.

The atmosphere had dropped to freezing point. Wang Lan's ruthless analysis just now had exposed Wang Qiang and the other two completely.

On the beach, the male employees who had just been distributed a packet of crispy instant noodles and filled half a bottle of water, whose eyes had calmed slightly due to eating, were once again burning with red light at this moment.

That was the look of watching traitors and thieves.

Wang Qiang became anxious. If Song Ya didn't go up, their perfect plan of the three of them monopolizing a month's supplies would be completely ruined.

He would have to live a hellish life again in the future.

"What kind of bullshit are you talking!" Wang Qiang pointed at Chen Jian and Wang Lan and cursed loudly, "Song Ya must go up to exchange for supplies! Lin Fan made it crystal clear: once the person is seen, all the remaining things will be given to us!"

"Exchange my ass!" Someone stood out, tightly clutching the empty noodle bag in his hand, "Song Ya is the only bargaining chip in our hands! If we give her to Lin Fan and he goes back on his word and throws stones from above, what can we use to threaten him?"

Liu Gang's anger surged. He was used to acting tyrannically; how could it be the turn of this bottom-tier sales representative to retort?

He strode over and grabbed the man's collar: "How the fuck dare you disobey me? The water and meat that I risked my life to get down from the cliff—now that you've eaten it into your stomachs, you're denying it?"

The man didn't back down at all, reaching out to pry open Liu Gang's fingers: "You got it down? Sister Wang made it crystal clear! You three must have secretly eaten alone up there! The grease of the ham sausage on your fucking mouth hasn't even been wiped clean yet! What kind of big shot are you pretending to be!"

"You're courting death!" Liu Gang raised his hand to hit.

Seeing this, Wang Qiang immediately brought out his corporate demeanor.

He puffed out his chest, pointed at the man's nose, and roared: "Xiao Liang! Have you rebelled? I am your supervisor! How dare you talk to me like this? Believe it or not, when the search and rescue team comes and we go back, I will go directly to the Personnel Department to process your dismissal!"

In the usual office building, this sentence could make a bottom-tier wage slave like Xiao Liang instantly bow and scrape.

But here, the air was silent for two seconds.

"Bah!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm from Xiao Liang spat directly onto Wang Qiang's face.

Wang Qiang froze all over, touching the saliva on his face in disbelief.

"Go fuck your supervisor!" Xiao Liang pointed at Wang Qiang's nose and cursed furiously, "When you were eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks up there, filling your stomach, why didn't you think you were a supervisor? Why didn't you think there were still us brothers down here?"

"Now on this lousy island, who cares whether you issue salaries or not! What the hell are you!"

Xiao Liang's words completely ignited the powder keg.

The resentment of being exploited, coupled with the anger of being deceived amid extreme hunger, instantly burned the rationality of this group of male employees on the beach into ashes.

Seeing this, Chen Jian quickly stepped back two paces. He watched all this with cold eyes; he knew that these three people had incurred the public wrath and must be thoroughly liquidated.

Only by beating the former troublemakers crippled could he, the current leader, establish his authority.

"Keep Song Ya!" someone shouted in the crowd.

"You can't give her to them!"

Liu Gang completely exploded, kicking Xiao Liang hard in the stomach: "I'll kill you first today!"

Xiao Liang let out a miserable scream and fell into the sand.

But this kick did not suppress the scene.

Seeing Liu Gang make a move, four or five male employees nearby rushed straight up like a pack of wolves.

"Beat them! Beat these bastards who secretly ate alone to death!"

The scene instantly went out of control.

Wang Qiang still wanted to put on a leader's airs and shout for a couple of stops, but he took a solid straight punch head-on.

"Bang!"

The fresh blood inside Wang Qiang's nose instantly spurted out.

Screaming, he covered his face and retreated, only to be kicked in the bend of his knee by someone behind him, kneeling heavily onto the sandy ground.

Relying on his robust physique, Liu Gang swung his fists and knocked down the two men in the front.

But two fists are no match for four hands; not lasting three minutes, he was grabbed by three people around his thighs and waist, and was forcibly flipped to the ground.

Fists and the soles of feet, mixed with sand, fell upon them like raindrops.

Zhao Hai had it the worst.

He was timid to begin with, and seeing that the situation was bad, he just wanted to turn around and run.

Before he had run two steps, he was grabbed by the back collar of his shirt by an employee, dragged back upside down, and pinned firmly to the ground.

"Don't hit me! Don't hit me! Brother Qiang, save me!" Zhao Hai howled ghost-like while covering his head.

Su Qingxue stood aside, tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, turning her head away with a pale face.

Were these her employees from Shengtang Group?

This was clearly a pack of mad dogs that would tear apart their own kind for half a biscuit.

Civilization ceased to exist here.

The fight lasted for a few minutes.

Until the three people on the ground didn't even have the strength to scream, the violent crowd dispersed while panting heavily.

Wang Qiang lay on the sand like a dead man, his front teeth broken in half, his face covered in blood mixed with mud and sand.

Liu Gang curled up hugging his head, his body covered in large footprints, his arrogant aura completely beaten away.

Chen Jian pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and walked step by step in front of Wang Qiang at a leisurely pace.

He looked down condescendingly at the supervisor who had once cursed him as a "kept man".