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Chapter 163 Brother, Do You Need Arms?

There was no need for Chen Xiaoyong to speak, as the person who came in had already seen Zhang Wei pointing a gun at his boss.

"Fuck!"@@@@

"Put down the gun now!"

"Or I'll shoot you dead!"

Without a second word, he aimed at Tian Gou and Zhang Wei in the middle of the room and immediately gestured for the people behind him to hurry in.

But just then, Lu Yong rushed up and slapped the man across the face, cursing:

"Go to hell!"

"What the hell are you trying to do!"

"I've told you they're not enemies, are you deaf?"

The two of them were blocking the doorway, and the noise from outside quickly turned into chaos upon hearing the quarrel inside.

Meanwhile, Tian Gou seized the moment to press down on the hand Zhang Wei was holding the gun with.

He first smiled apologetically at the woman on the bed, then turned to the indifferent-looking man and said, "Yong must have misunderstood something."

"We mean no harm, we just wanted to meet the renowned Yong."

"How about we all put down our guns?"

As Tian Gou spoke, he looked around the room, a worried expression crossing his face as he said, "This place is full of our own people, if the gun were to accidentally go off—"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the man on the bed coldly said:

"Ah Cheng, go out."

The man who was staring down Lu Yong immediately lowered his head, answered, and then closed the door behind him as he left.

However, the sound of footsteps outside didn't fade away; clearly, those people were waiting right outside the door,

ready to rush in again at any sign of trouble.

But at this moment, the atmosphere in the room had relaxed considerably compared to before, especially when the man on the bed saw that both people had laid their weapons in front of him.

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A few minutes later.

The man was sitting on the couch, bare-chested.

In his arms, Lu Mei lay on his chest like a tame kitten.

Tian Gou and Zhang Wei sat opposite them, only now getting the chance to closely observe the master of this settlement.

Chen Xiaoyong had a long face, and his gaunt cheeks made his cheekbones stand out more prominently.

Just sitting there, lips pursed, not speaking, he radiated an unapproachable coldness.

Especially his eyes, which while calm, were filled with strong wariness towards the two men.

Clearly, this was a man of deep machinations.

"You say you came from the city center?"

He suddenly asked.

His face still bore strong doubts.

Zhang Wei was just about to speak when Lu Yong beside him hastily replied, "Yes, they came from the city center, I asked them outside just now."

Then he added, "And they said there's a safe zone there."

"Even more people than those with Li Wanhao."

"Trade what?"

He had the confidence to make such a statement, of course.

At this very moment, people were still laboring in the vegetable greenhouses behind the Ecological Park.

The farm still had dozens of wild chickens and rabbits that had luckily escaped infection.

Besides that, there was a cold storage downstairs.

Inside, there were four or five tons of frozen meat.

Most importantly, behind the Ecological Park was a large warehouse filled with grains, oils, rice, and flour, which was the real source of Chen Xiaoyong's confidence.

He was different from Peng Yue.

Food was not a problem for this place.

It was also for this reason that Chen Xiaoyong could expand his power to the vicinity of the orchard in a short time, thus coming into conflict with the Peng family brothers.

After saying all this, Chen Xiaoyong continued to stare at the two men in a relaxed façade.

But he quickly sensed something was amiss.

The two men showed no sign of disappointment at his words.

On the contrary, a gleam of excitement flashed in the eyes of both men simultaneously.

Then they reverted to the somewhat disdainful look they had originally.

"Brother Yong, jumping to conclusions too quickly isn't a good thing,"

Tian Gou lifted the corner of his mouth and lit a cigarette for himself.

"Huff—"

"A man can't go without a smoke."

"We have more than just food where we come from."

His finger suddenly rested on the handgun before him, tapping it lightly.

"And this."

"Are you not interested, Brother Yong?"

The man opposite did not answer.

But Tian Gou heard very clearly that as soon as he finished that sentence, two breaths in the room suddenly became heavy.

He looked up to find Lu Yong staring at them with wide eyes.

"Guns?"

"You have guns?"

"No, you actually made these guns yourselves?"

Zhang Wei scoffed instantly.

"What else?"

"Did the government issue them to us?"

"So all this time, you took Dog Brother's words for bragging, huh?"

If Chen Xiaoyong and Lu Yong still had doubts about the safety zone before, from Tian Gou's words on, shock was all that remained in their hearts.

So there are others who can mass-produce guns?

And in the city center?