88: Chapter 88 Zhou Kai! Don't do anything rash, let's talk this out.

Zhou Kai kicked Zhang Tao over onto the ground with one foot.

"Zhou Kai... Are you fucking crazy..." Zhang Tao cursed with a painful expression on his face.

Zhou Kai didn't even glance at him.

He turned around and strode to the edge of the slope, directly picking up a stone weighing over ten catties at his feet with both hands.

Chen Jian had been staring intently at the top of the slope.

The moment he saw Zhou Kai pop up and pick up the boulder in his hands, Chen Jian's previously composed mask instantly shattered.

"Zhou Kai! Don't act recklessly, let's talk things over!" Chen Jian shouted sternly, his footsteps subconsciously retreating backward.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the depths of Zhou Kai's eyes.

The muscles in his arms bulged, and leveraging the strength of his waist, he smashed that stone down toward the direction where Chen Jian was standing.

Chen Jian's pupils contracted as he made an extremely pathetic dive to the side, rolling twice consecutively on the rough sandy ground.

"Boom!"

The stone smashed fiercely into the spot where Chen Jian had just been standing.

The other male employees were also frightened into fleeing in all directions, completely losing the momentum they had moments ago to charge up.

Zhou Kai stood at the edge of the cliff top, pointing down at Chen Jian below from a commanding height and cursing vehemently.

"Screw your mother's civilized society! Screw your mother's Su Qingxue!"

"Chen Jian, you soft-rice-eating kept-man relying on Wang Lan, now you've run over in front of Laozi to put on airs?"

Zhou Kai spat fiercely.

"Draw up a written agreement? What are you going to use to draw it up? That bullshit-spewing mouth of yours?!"

"Laozi is putting his words right here today!"

Zhou Kai pointed backward into the interior of the Karst Cave.

"The supplies are right up here! If you have the guts, come up and get them! Come up one, Laozi will smash one to death! Come up a pair, Laozi will smash a pair to death!"

"Before Lin Fan comes back, no one is allowed to touch a single drop of water here! Even if he really died in the forest, this territory is still under Laozi's command today!"

Chen Jian crawled up from the ground, patted the dirt off his body, and looked up at the high cliff-top platform.

The terrain there was too perilous.

Without equipment or weapons, charging in head-on would make them sitting ducks.

"Engineer Chen, what do we do now?"

An employee swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling.

"We can't charge up, and there are monsters in the forest. If those monsters come out, we won't have a way out and can only wait to die."

Wang Qiang kicked the sand on the ground in exasperation.

"Chen Jian, you usually act all like Zhuge Liang, why don't you fart now!"

Chen Jian lowered his eyelids, concealing the chilling gloom deep within his eyes.

If they couldn't charge up or get the supplies, the resentment of this group of people on the beach would all backlash onto him.

Wang Qiang was a brainless idiot, but such an idiot driven to extreme hunger was capable of doing anything.

He had to find an outlet for them to vent.

Chen Jian raised his head and looked toward the edge of the primitive jungle on the right side.

"Do you guys remember, just now when we were on the slope, someone went down?"

Chen Jian's voice was unusually calm.

Wang Qiang was stunned for a moment.

"You mean Song Ya?"

"Right."

Chen Jian pointed toward the jungle.

"She didn't take water, she just took a wooden stick and walked toward the woods."

Several people looked at each other in dismay.

"What did she go over there for? Seeking death?"

"That's not important."

Chen Jian turned around, looking at Wang Qiang and the remaining male employees, a nauseating arc pulling at the corners of his mouth.

"What's important is that she is alone right now."

"Since we can't get the supplies above, we surely can't go back empty-handed. Everyone has been exhausted and hungry these past few days, and with our stomachs unfilled, aren't other places feeling pent-up too?"

Chen Jian motioned with his chin toward that patch of forest.

"Song Ya is a pure little flower. Now on the Deserted Island, there are no police and no surveillance. If she gets dragged away by a monster, who would know how she died?"

Wang Qiang trembled all over.

He looked at Chen Jian, then looked at the other men around him.

The hunger, fear, and humiliation of the past few days were rapidly filled with a twisted, evil thought at this moment.

If they couldn't get a meal, using a woman to vent their frustrations was also an excellent compensation.

"Go a few people."

Wang Qiang swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva, green light erupting in his eyes.

"A woman like her can't walk fast, bring her back."

Four male employees immediately stood up, rubbing their hands, and stealthily moved toward the edge of the jungle with mounting impatience.

Chen Jian stood in place, watching their backs, and smiled coldly.

Using a woman was enough to stabilize the irritable emotions of this group of idiots.

This deal was quite profitable.

...

Cliff top, inside the Karst Cave.

Chen Jian's people completely retreated; not even their shadows could be seen on the beach.

Zhou Kai stood at the edge of the platform, panting heavily.

On this island, violence and ruthlessness were always more useful than reasoning.

After a long while, he finally turned around and strode back to the deepest part of the Karst Cave.

He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and tilted his head back to gulp down three large mouthfuls.

The cool water rushed down his esophagus into his stomach, causing his empty internal organs to contract sharply, followed immediately by a wave of comfort.

He sat on the stone by the campfire, his gaze fixed on the blindingly white sky outside the entrance of the Karst Cave, his mind turning over and over with only one question.

Zhang Tao.

This bastard had wanted to hand over the supplies just now.

Although he had kicked him over, with this kind of person, if you kicked him today, he would submit verbally, but he'd remember it in his heart.

When you fell asleep another day, he might not dare to smash a stone over from behind.

Zhou Kai wasn't afraid of frontal conflicts.

What he feared was that strike from behind.

But kill Zhang Tao?

That wouldn't do either.

With just him alone guarding this Karst Cave, daytime was easy enough to handle—just throw stones down from a commanding height and that was it.

But what about when night came?

He had to sleep eventually.

One person had to keep an eye on the pack of starving wolves below while also guarding against wild beasts that might dart out from the jungle direction; eighteen pairs of eyes wouldn't even be enough.

For the first time, Zhou Kai felt a powerlessness that penetrated deep into his marrow.

It wasn't physical.

It was that despair of "clearly you've held the position, but you know you can't hold it for long."

He thought of Lin Fan.

When that person was around, he didn't need to worry about anything at all.

How supplies were distributed, how rules were set, how the fire source was maintained, who should eat how much and what work they should do—Lin Fan made the executive decision on everything alone.

He and Zhang Tao only needed to obey, do the work, and then eat their fill.

How simple.

And now?

Lin Fan might have died in the forest, and Song Ya had gone off to throw her life away too.

In such a huge Karst Cave, there was only left him and a piece of trash who could betray him at any moment.

If only Lin Fan hadn't died, how wonderful that would be.

Then these troublesome matters wouldn't have a damn thing to do with him, Zhou Kai.

He would only need to honestly carry crabs, throw stones, and follow Lin Fan to earn a bite of meat.

Damn it.

Zhou Kai tightened the water bottle cap and put it back in its original position.

He turned his head to glance at Zhang Tao.

Zhang Tao was squatting next to the pile of supplies.

Both of his hands were moving simultaneously.

His left hand tore open the packaging of a pack of ham sausage, while his right hand had already felt out a second one from the cardboard box.

The entire ham sausage was stuffed directly into his mouth without even chewing.

His cheeks bulged like a toad's, and his Adam's apple frantically rolled up and down as he forcefully swallowed it down.

The second one was jammed right after.

Then came the third one.

With grease and minced meat scraps hanging from the corners of his mouth, he ripped open a pack of biscuits with another grab, plunging his entire hand inside to scoop them out.

Watching the way he ate, Zhou Kai knitted his brows.

"Zhang Tao."

Zhang Tao didn't stop his mouth, responding vaguely: "Hm?"