16: Shoot the fuck out, you coward

“Boss, someone is forcing their way into our Shelter!”

“Heard you. Follow me. I want to see who’s so blind.”

Tian Ming, accompanied by Gouzi, headed towards the Shelter’s main entrance. Tian Ming had reinforced the Shelter’s gate and set up guard posts.

The guard posts were equipped with carbon fiber shields and two mechanical gear-controlled chevaux de frise obstacles.

He had forced his way in by car. After Tian Ming became the Shelter’s owner, he plugged this loophole. Steel chevaux de frise were locked together with huge chains, preventing any car from directly entering the Shelter.

“Damn it, open the lock for this young master, or else I’ll wipe you all out.”

Da da da, over a dozen people, holding automatic firearms, unleashed a barrage of shots at the steel chevaux de frise. Outside the Shelter’s gate, over a dozen cars were parked, laden with supplies. A young man, leading ten burly men in black, was shouting provocatively at the entrance.

Hearing the gunshots, Tian Ming’s subordinates also gathered, holding carbon fiber shields. Over thirty men with composite crossbows entered a standoff with the dozen or so armed strongmen.

The young man leading them, in his twenties, was named Qiu Wuhui. Before the Apocalypse, he was a military enthusiast and had even participated in professional special training, though his results were mediocre.

But he thought he was very capable. His family was extremely wealthy, and he wouldn’t have come out if his villa complex hadn’t been overrun by zombies.

After discovering this abandoned steel factory, Young Master Qiu Wuhui was exceptionally excited. His entire family, along with their bodyguards, flocked towards it.

Qiu Wuhui shouted at the top of his lungs, “Where’s your person in charge? Call him out. I want to talk to him.”

“Boss, that’s him, the guy who’s yelling about forcing his way into our Shelter.” A subordinate, seeing Tian Ming arrive, quickly ran over and pointed at the young man named Qiu Wuhui, reporting to Tian Ming.

Tian Ming nodded slightly and walked over expressionlessly. Looking at the rich young master’s arrogant demeanor, he couldn’t help but feel a hint of disgust.

“I am the boss of this Shelter. My name is Tian Ming.”

Qiu Wuhui looked at Tian Ming and said in an almost commanding tone, “I am the eldest young master of the Qiu family. My name is Qiu Wuhui. Unlock the iron chains on the chevaux de frise and let us in.”

Tian Ming took two steps forward, a slight smile playing on the corners of his lips, and said calmly, “There are no ‘young masters’ here. If you want to enter my Shelter, you can, but you must surrender all your weapons and supplies and obey the Shelter’s rules. Supplies will be distributed by us uniformly, and the more you work, the more you get.”

“Hahahaha!”

Qiu Wuhui laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. ‘Is this person’s brain not working? With this IQ, he can still be the boss in a Shelter?’ He raised the gun in his hand and asked, “Do you recognize this?”

Tian Ming smiled and said, “Yes, I have one too, but I don’t use it anymore.”

Qiu Wuhui directly raised his gun, the dark muzzle pointing at Tian Ming, and said, “Stop the nonsense. You don’t think your subordinates’ crossbows can stand against the automatic firearms in my hand, do you?”

“Then try shooting. What awaits you will be over thirty crossbow bolts.” Tian Ming stepped forward and pressed his forehead directly against the muzzle.

Gouzi, agitated, roared, “Boss is mighty! Don’t worry, Boss! If he dares to shoot, we’ll turn him into a porcupine!”

The subordinates behind Tian Ming all knew that no one could kill Tian Ming. Otherwise, Qin Biao would not have died by Tian Ming’s hand.

Qiu Wuhui’s expression changed. He never expected that in this Apocalypse, there would be someone who wasn’t afraid of the gun in his hand. Not only was he unafraid, but he was also extremely arrogant, pressing his own head against the muzzle.

Frankly speaking, Qiu Wuhui did not have the guts to expose his own head to the enemy’s gun.

“Brother, I respect you as a man. Don’t worry, once I’m inside, I’ll give you half of the supplies I brought.”

Qiu Wuhui didn’t dare to shoot. He was wearing a bulletproof vest, but the people opposite him weren’t fools. If they shot him in the head, he wasn’t confident he could dodge over thirty crossbow bolts.

Tian Ming smiled faintly, “Scared? Afraid to die? There are no young masters in my Shelter. All supplies must be surrendered, and you must obey the rules. Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he’d have to follow my rules!”

Qiu Wuhui’s face immediately darkened, his fingers trembling as he desperately tried to control his emotions.

“You’re greater than the King of Heaven? Don’t think I really won’t shoot.”

“Then shoot, you coward!” Tian Ming roared fiercely, his eyes filled with a ruthless glint. Qiu Wuhui’s hand instantly trembled, almost dropping the gun.

“Fine, you’re tough. Let’s go.” Qiu Wuhui chickened out. He gave a look to the surrounding bodyguards, intending to leave.

Although they had automatic firearms, the shields on the other side were bulletproof; they had tested them. Fighting would definitely result in losses, and Young Master Qiu Wuhui would never fight a battle he wasn’t confident about winning.

“Stop!”

Tian Ming stood in front of the Shelter’s gate, his tone cold: “Come and go as you please? Is this a place where you can just show up and leave whenever you want? Leave your weapons and half of your supplies, or else none of you will leave.”

As soon as these words were out, Gouzi from behind immediately buttered him up: “Boss is mighty!”

The subordinates also chimed in: “Boss is mighty! Boss is awesome! Boss is incredible!”

Qiu Wuhui got into the car and snorted, “Dream on!”

“Gouzi, impound their cars and detain their people. If anyone resists, beat them up first.”

“Boss, they have guns!” At the critical moment, Gouzi hesitated.

Tian Ming’s eyes darkened. Gouzi gritted his teeth, threw down his shield, and charged forward, leading the way.

Since Brother Gouzi charged, the other brothers also threw down their shields. ‘Damn it, if we die, we die. What’s there to be afraid of? Just do it!’

The bodyguards who hadn’t yet gotten into the cars quickly raised their weapons and pulled the triggers.

Bang bang bang…! All a dozen guns backfired. Tian Ming was so close precisely to make their gun barrels solid. Standing too far, the control range wouldn’t reach.

Upon seeing this scene, Gouzi burst out laughing and said, “Hahahaha, I knew it! Boss wouldn’t let us die! Brothers, impound all these cars and tie everyone up!”

Gouzi and his subordinates swarmed forward. Qiu Wuhui’s bodyguards were almost all injured by the backfiring guns. Tian Ming’s side had forty to fifty people, dealing with a dozen injured bodyguards, which was basically a quick takeover.

Soon, the cars were driven into the Shelter. And Qiu Wuhui, along with the bodyguards, nannies, drivers, old maids, and six beautiful girls he brought, all had their hands tied. They were controlled by Gouzi and his group.

When Gouzi was tying up the girls, he was touching them as he did so. Tian Ming couldn’t stand it anymore and walked over, giving him a few hard kicks, which finally made Gouzi behave.

In total, there were 13 cars, 10 bodyguards, 9 drivers, 6 beautiful girls, 1 cooking old maid. Including Qiu Wuhui, his mother, and his sister, there were 29 people in total.

Qiu Wuhui did not shoot. At that time, he was already in the car. After the bodyguards’ guns backfired, he certainly wouldn’t shoot.

Looking at Qiu Wuhui squatting on the ground, Tian Ming sneered and called out to Gouzi, “Gouzi, call Lin Yue over to tally the supplies. See how much there is. Tonight, we’ll have an extra meal for everyone!”

Gouzi responded enthusiastically, “Alright, Boss, I’m on my way!”