The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1182 True Purpose
Zhang Su stepped forward, casually put his arm around Elder Zong's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Elder Zong and I became friends after a fight. After our exchange, we felt like we had known each other for a long time!"

Therefore, at my invitation, Elder Zong will be teaching his unique kung fu skills on Tianma Island for the next three days. Everyone should study hard and watch closely!

"Yes, that's right. I feel like I've known Zhang for ages, haha."

After Zhang Su finished speaking, Elder Zong made a special confirmation.

They left fighting tooth and nail, then came back as guest lecturers?
Such a huge change made it difficult for the people in the camp to adapt.

"Welcome, haha, a special welcome to Professor Zong's Kung Fu!"

"I've long heard of a martial arts master in the Genesis, and seeing him today, I'm truly impressed. I look forward to learning kung fu from Elder Zong!"

"Master, Master, will you teach me the kind of kung fu you used to dodge Brother Su's attacks?"

It doesn't matter if you don't understand. The leader has already taken care of things. Why do you need to understand so much? Just welcome us.

"Yes, yes, haha, it's just a pity that time is tight, so everyone needs to be extremely focused."

Elder Zong responded positively to everyone's enthusiasm, all out of respect for Zhang Su.

Yu Wen was among the crowd. As the head of the camp, he had been woken up long ago. Now that things were happening, it was none of his business. He quietly remained an observer, which also deepened his understanding of the leader once again.

During this time, Tachibana Mai-sakura quietly walked up to Zhang Su and reported on Chang Qing-sheng's performance during the time he was away.

After hearing this, Zhang Su turned around and found Chang Qingsheng looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Of all those present, Chang Qingsheng knew Elder Zong best. He believed that what was happening before their eyes should never have happened to that strange old man. Seeing Zhang Su looking over, he coughed and waved.

"Brother Su, may I speak to you in private?"

Zhang Su looked at Chang Qingsheng, whose expression was solemn, and knew that he had doubts. So he said to everyone, "Everyone, get to know each other first and introduce yourselves. Um, Elder Zong, you can get acquainted with everyone. I have something to do and will be right back."

After saying that, he tilted his head to the side and looked at Chang Qingsheng.

"Brother Su, Elder Zong has an eccentric temperament. Teaching kung fu is not like his usual way of doing things. I'm afraid there might be a trap!"

In a secluded corner, Chang Qingsheng spoke frankly about his distrust of Elder Zong.

Zhang Su looked at Elder Zong, who was standing in the parking lot chatting and laughing with the core members, waved to Chang Qingsheng, and said, "People change, especially after experiencing a severe shock. Previous habits and personalities don't count anymore. You need to get to know Elder Zong again!"

Zhang Su's tone was slightly heavier when he said the last sentence, his sunglasses staring directly at Chang Qingsheng.

Chang Qingsheng saw his own face in the glasses, and could also see the reflections of people chatting enthusiastically in the distance. His gaze moved down, and Zhang Su had a mysterious yet confident smile on his lips.

"brainwashing!"

For some reason, these two words suddenly popped into Chang Qingsheng's mind, and he said them out unconsciously, his eyes filled with a faint sense of fear.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Brainwashing is a trick of psychology, I don't know how to do it!"

Zhang Su smiled and shook his head, his face full of humility. He really didn't know; he wasn't lying.

But this posture seemed particularly mysterious to Chang Qingsheng. In his mind, this person was almost becoming the embodiment of an ancient evil god!
The general was very capable, but he never created as many "surprises" as Zhang Su.

“I understand…” Chang Qingsheng stopped pressing Elder Zong’s question, then said with a slightly serious expression, “Brother Su, from what you were saying just now, Elder Zong is only staying on Tianma Island for three days?” “That’s right. He promised to give the general a reply within a week for this mission, so he must return to Chuangshi within the time limit!”

"Well... I can't go back, and I can't really give up my life, so..."

Knowing that Chang Qingsheng was worried about his wife who stayed in the Genesis, Zhang Su pressed his palm down and pointed forward, saying, "Call Elder Zong for a chat, and we'll know what to do once we get the information."

"Okay, that's great!"

After saying that, the two walked to the crowd. Zhang Su smiled and waved to everyone, "Alright, you've been chatting so happily that you won't be able to sleep later! It's getting late. Even if you're suspending your missions, you need to get enough rest to learn kung fu. Go back and get some rest."

When the leader spoke, the crowd scattered like birds and beasts.

"Elder Zong, may I take up a little of your time? Let's have a chat, please."

Zhang Su gestured for Xiao Xingyun to follow.

Elder Zong glanced at Chang Qingsheng's face, chuckled, and raised his sleeve: "Please."

The three of them arrived at Xiao Xingyun's living room. Zhang Su walked past the sofa, patted the armrest, and said, "Sit wherever you like. Let's chat for a bit. There's no need for formalities."

After saying that, he found a place to sit down, took out a cigarette and a lighter, lit it, and then placed it on the coffee table, indicating that the two of them should make themselves at home.

"Elder Zong, I learned from all the prisoners of war from the Creation Realm that the General is an extremely rational person. He didn't even send anyone over when his son, Weng Hongbo, had an accident in Qincheng. So why would he send you to find Chang Qingsheng?"

It's getting late, let's get straight to the point.

This question had been asked before, but times had changed. Elder Zong relaxed his brows, tapped his fingers on the coffee table, and glanced at Chang Qingsheng, who was sitting upright, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Actually... Xiao Weng never asked me to take Chang Ying, oh no, Chang Qingsheng back. He only entrusted me to give Chang Qingsheng to..."

Before he finished speaking, Elder Zong made a throat-slitting gesture, the meaning of which was all too clear: kill him to silence him.

"No, you..."

Chang Qingsheng gripped the armrests of his chair tightly, intending to get up and argue, but in the end he sat back down, suppressing his anger as he looked at Elder Zong and asked, "I've worked diligently at Genesis, and this is how you treat me in the end?"

"Don't tell me about this... I was just helping out. Now everyone's giving Young Friend Zhang face and isn't helping Young Master Weng anymore, what more do you want?"

Elder Zong shook his sleeves, quite dissatisfied with Chang Qingsheng, and puffed out his cheeks, saying: "Besides, it's true that you've worked diligently in the Genesis, but I've heard some rumors that you're dissatisfied with many of Xiao Weng's decisions!"

You're not being honest, are you? Even I've noticed something's up. You're all talk and no action. Did you once covet the position of the Creator Leader?

"Hey, you can't just say things like that!"

Upon hearing this, Chang Qingsheng immediately became anxious, stood up, pushed his hand away, and vehemently retorted, "Elder Zong, you can't just make baseless accusations!"

"Ha, I have no interest in framing you. Besides, if you haven't done or thought about it, why are you in such a hurry?"

Old Master Zong gave a disdainful look, bent down, picked up a cigarette, and fiddled with it in his hand.

(End of this chapter)