The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1110 Giving You Dignity
"You attacked me by sneak attack, shut up! I'm stronger than Black Bear!"

Chang Ying finally snapped, enraged and furious, his hair standing on end, spewing profanities, shattering his usual refined and scholarly demeanor.

"A provocation tactic, right? The next thing they'll say is something about fair fight, blah blah blah, and then they'll try to slip away, isn't that right?"

Zhang Su put his hands behind his back and gestured to Pang Dakun and Qi Xiaoshuai with his eyes, telling them to stand apart to prevent the other party from causing trouble. This was a big fish, and it seemed to be more rational than Hei Xiazi. Maybe we could get a good catch!
The three men surrounded the cargo hold, forming an equilateral triangle, leaving no blind spots for each other. This wasn't like catching a turtle in a jar, but more like catching a bird in a cage!

Upon hearing the other party's words, Chang Ying took a deep breath, slowly stood up, suppressed the useless anger in his heart, and looked up solemnly.

"Boss Zhang, you have no sense whatsoever in what you did today. Although we come from the Creation World, we have not done anything to wrong you. And what did you do? You started a killing spree without any reason!"
"I bet you had some misunderstandings with the brothers from the Creation Realm who came out to investigate before. Are there no good people in the Creation Realm? As the leader of a powerful force, a strong person with supernatural abilities, how can you do such despicable things? Don't you feel ashamed?"

Pang Dakun and Qi Xiaoshuai both made a strange expression after hearing Chang Ying's words. They thought this guy was really good at talking, and although they didn't want to admit it, they also felt that what he said made some sense...

Once a small group of displaced survivors, they resorted to any means to survive, their bottom line swinging up and down like a float after a fish has taken the bait.

Now that the entire city has been unified, becoming the largest survivor camp, and even extending its influence to the surrounding areas (Liao Peninsula and Jiao Peninsula), the leader's prestige has spread widely. If he were to continue with the old methods, it wouldn't look good...

It's really useful. If you find out that the people coming are from an enemy force, you can strike first. That makes perfect sense, doesn't it?
Yin Ren, being the sixth in command, is shameless. Even knowing it's humiliating, Qi Xiaoshuai and Pang Dakun don't care and will continue to do so because they don't feel the loneliness of being at the top.

Zhang Su pondered for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Don't try to mislead people by changing the subject! Saying that what I did is beneath our dignity, whose dignity is it? Yours? Or the dignity of the Creation World?"
You're adjusting your buttons and collar, sending signals to those around you—do you really think I'm blind? Even if there were good people in the universe, the cost of distinguishing good from bad is too high, and I'm unwilling to invest that cost. What's the problem with that?

We can't just slap someone to death after they say something to us. There are hundreds of people watching, and we're not alone. We need to gain the upper hand in terms of reason first. That's what Zhang Su wants: to "get on the table"!
According to Yu Wen, a leader should win people over with virtue. The concept of "virtue" is very broad and is defined by the victor, but in any case, one must have "virtue"!
The two were arguing quite loudly; not only could the people on the second ship from the right hear it, but the people on the first ship from the right and some of the people on the main ship could also faintly hear it!

To say that our leader is not presentable is utter nonsense.

Chang Ying pursed his lips, seemingly not expecting the other party to be so sharp-tongued, actually managing to retort to his words. Since he couldn't gain the upper hand, he changed his tone and said...

"You just slandered me, saying I'm not as good as Black Bear. That's what I disagree with the most. Give me a chance to fight you fair and square. Win or lose, I'll let you do whatever you want with me!"

Chang Ying made a final struggle, standing at the bottom of the cargo hold like a frog at the bottom of a well, with no chance at all. His first priority was to secure a spacious area for himself.

"Brother Su, leave this guy to me, I can handle him!" Qi Xiaoshuai patted his chest confidently.

“Let me do it, I can do it, Uncle, trust me!” Pang Dakun was equally enthusiastic. After saying that, he said to Chang Ying, “A mere minister of a small war department dares to challenge my uncle? If I can slap you once, I can slap you again!”

If the boss has to do everything, it makes the core members look incompetent; they need to find opportunities to showcase their abilities.

Zhang Su's face remained expressionless, but he secretly shook his head in his heart. Chang Ying might not be as good as Hei Xiazi, but he must have been hiding his strength. Qi Xiaoshuai and Pang Dakun couldn't handle this.

"Hahaha, you two half-baked experts dare to challenge me? Even if the Minister of Creation is incompetent, it's not your place to belittle him. Originally, I could have easily dealt with both of you coming at me together, but unfortunately your boss won't let me succeed. Useless things, stop making a fuss!"

"Ah! I'll kill you!"

"stop!"

Upon hearing the other party's words, Pang Dakun felt as if his forehead was on fire. He was about to jump down and fight Chang Ying for three hundred rounds, but Zhang Su stopped him with a shout.

"If you dare to use any more provocative, instigating, or instigating language techniques, I'll strip you naked and hang you on the aircraft carrier's flagpole. Don't you call yourself an eagle? The American aircraft carrier is perfect for you; they're bald eagles, you're a white-skinned eagle!"

Through learning from Yu Wen, Li Zongkai, Ma Changshou, and others, Zhang Su has made significant progress in his skill at using sharp tongue, and he is even more adept at using the tricks of the trade in the marketplace!

"Well……"

"Pfft!" Qi Xiaoshuai almost suffered internal injuries from holding back his laughter, while Pang Dakun burst out laughing. They both looked towards the direction of the aircraft carrier, imagining the scene of stripping that guy down there naked and hanging him on the flagpole—it was a wonderful sight!
Upon hearing Zhang Su's words, Chang Ying's face instantly turned red, his cheeks practically bursting with rage. He took two deep breaths to suppress his anger, then spread his arms wide and said nonchalantly.

"Come on, since you're unwilling to engage in a fair and honorable duel, then kill me with your shame on your face. I won't put up any resistance, and you're only fit to kill an enemy who doesn't resist!"

Everyone on the second ship on the right could hear Chang Ying's words. They knew that language was very persuasive, such as giving speeches in all-male taverns, but that was all hearsay. This time, they truly experienced what it meant to be verbally sparring.

After Chang Ying finished speaking, a seed was immediately planted in everyone's hearts: if the leader really attacked someone who offered no resistance, it would seem very low-class!

Some people might not care about Chang Ying's words, such as the former madman Ding Wei and Black Fang from the Wild Dog Camp, but Zhang Su really did care.

"This is a real headache."

Zhang Su rubbed his head, feeling he should take the initiative, but the other party was really good with words, coming up with one after another.

"Get up here and take my palm strike! Black Bear died from this palm strike. If you can take it, it proves you're stronger than Black Bear. As for a fair duel, forget it, you're not worthy!"

The tone of the four words, “You don’t deserve it,” was not loud or fierce; rather, it carried a sense of pity, as if explaining a simple truth.

"Hey!"

Without saying a word, Chang Ying leaped up from the cargo hold to the deck, stood before Zhang Su with neither arrogance nor servility, and said, "One palm strike, come on! I'll die without regrets."

Intelligence messages spread from the second ship on the right to the other ships, and everyone knew what had happened, but unfortunately they couldn't see it up close, especially the people on the second ship on the left, who were so anxious they were scratching their heads.

"Everyone!"

Zhang Su loudly announced that his subordinates must know what he was doing, because this was a show in itself.

"The Minister of Genesis Warhawk believes that my victory was not fair or honorable, and he wants a dignified way to settle the matter. I respect my opponent, and now I will give him a dignified way!"

When Zheng Xinyu and the others heard Zhang Su's shout, they felt somewhat helpless. These core members all knew what kind of person Zhang Su was; he never cared about such formalities. However, nowadays, with so many people around and so many opinions circulating, reputation has become increasingly important.

Zhang Su was referring to the opinion of the Warhawk Department Minister, but he was actually expressing the thoughts of some legion members. He believed there must be others who shared the same ideas.

"bring it on!"

Chang Ying shouted in perfect unison, took a deep breath, and then assumed a traditional martial arts stance, making even his tattered wingsuit seem solemn.

Seeing that the other party's movements were proper, Zhang Su nodded inwardly, thinking that the martial arts master who created the world must be quite something. Without stopping, he lightly extended his palm forward.

In Chang Ying's eyes, Boss Zhang was very relaxed, giving people a sense of natural harmony with his seemingly effortless skill. But could a palm strike that felt weightless really kill Black Bear?
Is this some other way of humiliating themselves?

As his thoughts raced, the other person's hand touched his disheveled battle uniform, just before it was about to touch his body!

Pfft!

A torrent of icy cold air crashed into Chang Ying's chest. It was so intense that Chang Ying's body could not block the cold current. The white airflow swept through his shoulders, armpits, and between his legs, shooting out seven or eight meters away, just like a car undergoing wind tunnel testing.

(End of this chapter)