343: Chapter 343 You want them to kill each other?

Song Ya looked at Su Qingxue's slightly rounded belly, "Not everyone would be willing to cut open President Su's belly while she's still alive."

"Not everyone is a beast either. I believe there are still some human qualities left in them."

"We can take this opportunity to win them over."

Xu Zhixia looked at Song Ya, "Song Ya, you are greatly overestimating this group of people's bottom line."

Song Ya raised her head, "But there are also women among them, and some have families."

"Because they have families, they'll be even more willing to strike," Xu Zhixia interrupted her. "Island Center is dangerous, and it's still an unknown. No one can be sure what we will encounter once we go in."

She raised her hand to point at the cave entrance, "And the target here can be seen."

"A single cave, a few people—anyone with a brain would choose to attack us."

"Since we can't hide from it," Lin Fan spoke up, and everyone in the Karst Cave looked toward him.

"Then we'll just admit it openly."

Su Qingxue raised her head, "Admit what?"

Lin Fan glanced at Su Qingxue, and Xu Zhixia's face sank, "Lin Fan, do you want to push Qingxue out into the open?"

Lin Fan looked at her, and Xu Zhixia took half a step forward, her voice suppressing her anger.

"That person just turned her into meat bait a moment ago. If you admit it now, it will only make everyone fixate on her."

"They are only suspicious right now. The moment you speak up, she will completely become the target."

"You want them to kill each other."

"Have you thought about the consequences though?" Xu Zhixia stepped forward, "Even if they start fighting, that batch of people who survive in the end will only pounce on us even more crazily."

Lin Fan didn't look at her.

His gaze crossed over Xu Zhixia's shoulder and landed on the person huddled into a ball in the corner of the Karst Cave.

"Yang Ningcong."

Yang Ningcong was hugging his knees and trembling. Hearing his name, he poked his head out from behind his arms.

"B-Brother Fan?"

"Come here."

Yang Ningcong shuffled a few steps to Lin Fan's side.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the dense crowd of figures outside the cave entrance.

"You go shout out to them."

Yang Ningcong was dumbfounded. He raised his head to look at Lin Fan, thinking he had heard wrong, but Lin Fan's expression told him he hadn't misheard.

"Brother Fan..." Yang Ningcong's throat was dry, "They have guns. If I go out, won't I be riddled with bullets like a sieve?"

"If you go out, they won't shoot."

"Why?" Yang Ningcong's voice pitched higher, "Because I'm a big shot?"

Lin Fan turned his head, and his dark, gloomy gaze made Yang Ningcong shiver continuously.

"If you don't go, I'll throw you down from here right now."

Yang Ningcong's lips trembled a few times. He looked into Lin Fan's eyes, seeing no room for negotiation.

"Brother Fan..." Yang Ningcong retreated half a step, "If you want to shout, go do it yourself. You have a Superpower, it's easier for you to dodge bullets..."

"If you were one of the people down there, a nobody and a rich second-generation heir, who would you rather listen to yapping away?"

"Well, of course a nobody." Yang Ningcong wasn't going to fall for that.

Lin Fan's eyes grew cold, "Kaizi... do it..."

"You got it!" Zhou Kai walked over, ready to grab Yang Ningcong.

"Wait, Brother Fan, I... I'll go..."

"Come here." Lin Fan grabbed Yang Ningcong's arm and pulled him into the blind spot on the side of the cave entrance.

Yang Ningcong was dragged over, stumbling to a stop.

Lin Fan lowered his head and leaned close to his ear, his voice low enough for only the two of them to hear.

As Yang Ningcong listened, the expression on his face changed from fear to blank confusion, and then from confusion to distortion.

"Brother Fan, you want me to... admit that thing is true?"

"Yes."

"And then tell them the thing is in my hands?"

"Yes."

"But that belongs to President Su..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Lin Fan looked at him, "Just say what I told you to say. Don't add extra drama, don't improvise on the spot, and don't say a single extra word."

"Brother Fan... If I die..."

"You won't die." Lin Fan let go of his hand, "I will save you."

Yang Ningcong was still acting coy and hesitant, "Kaizi, help him along."

"No, I'll go out..." Yang Ningcong let out a hoarse roar.

He shuffled to the edge of the cave entrance, pressing his entire body against the rock wall, exposing only half of his face and half of his body.

"People down there! Don't shoot, I am Yang Ningcong."

His voice was scattered a bit by the sea breeze, but it was loud enough to carry down.

There was an obvious commotion in the crowd below.

Several people wearing black combat uniforms whispered to each other.

Yang Ningcong's voice was trembling, but he forced himself to shout out the rest of his words.

"That broadcast just now was right! The pregnant woman in the Karst Cave indeed has a Superpower!"

Lin Fan stood at the cave entrance, watching the reaction below.

Yang Ningcong continued, "I just found out too! Now this person is in my hands!"

"You want the Superpower? Sure! I'm willing to share it!" Yang Ningcong's voice grew louder and louder, "But look for yourselves, there are hundreds of people on the beach, how are we supposed to split it?"

The murmuring discussion below grew even louder.

"You can think I'm sowing discord! You can think I want you to kill each other!"

"But there is only one fruit, and too many people want it!"

"We don't have guns! We can't run! The thing is right here!"

"Whether you get rid of the rivals beside you first before coming up to take it, or rush up all at once to grab it from each other, choose for yourselves!"

After shouting, Yang Ningcong shrank entirely back into the cave, his back pressing against the rock wall. He quickly felt his own head; thankfully, it was still attached to his neck.

Lin Fan didn't look at him, his gaze fixed steadily below.

On the beach, those hundreds of people began to split apart.

The crowd that had originally gathered loosely began to form gaps between them.

People wearing the same colored combat uniforms automatically clustered together, putting distance between themselves and those wearing other colors.

The group in black combat uniforms was the largest, numbering around seventy or eighty people. They occupied the cluster of reefs in the middle section of the beach.

The batch in grey-green combat uniforms had forty to fifty people and retreated to the east side of the beach.

There were also twenty or thirty people wearing dark blue outfits, gathered behind a fallen coconut tree.

The standoff on the beach maintained for about three minutes.

Suddenly, a voice came from the east side of the crowd, "Don't listen to that brat's nonsense! Rush up! Whoever's people grab it first gets it!"

A bald man stood on a reef, waving the gun in his hand, followed by five or six people behind him.

The colors of their clothes were inconsistent; they should be a makeshift squad of scattered soldiers.

The bald man took the lead in running toward the mountain, and the few people behind him rushed out following him.

They ran out a dozen meters.

"Bang."

"Bang."

Gunshots exploded from the position of the black combat uniforms.

The man charging at the very front froze, his knees buckling, and he collapsed forward onto the beach.

The backs of the heads of the two people closely following him burst with blood splatters. Driven by momentum, they pitched forward another two steps, then smashed face-down into the sand.

The three people behind them slammed on the brakes in fright, and two more gunshots rang out.

One of them was shot in the back, flopping onto the ground and struggling for a few moments before going still.

The remaining two scrambled and crawled to hide behind a reef, hugging their heads and curling into a ball.

The beach quieted down again.

Within the team wearing black combat uniforms, a person stood up...