I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was startled.

Who would have thought that Luo Feng would be like this middle-aged capitalist?

She had hoped, with a sliver of hope, to find Luo Feng and see if she could escape and survive. How did it turn out like this? Wasn't Luo Feng always on his phone on the plane, showing no interest in women?

Kasumigaoka Utaha was somewhat disoriented and began to have deep doubts about human nature.

So he was still keeping it back then, but now that he has the gun, does he have no scruples anymore?

Luo Feng was her last hope, or rather, her only hope, and now that last hope has been extinguished by Luo Feng himself.

“You…” Kasumigaoka Utaha’s gaze was somewhat complicated.

"This one is not bad either." Luo Feng looked at Yise Caiyu.

Sensing the change in Kasumigaoka Utaha's mindset, he revealed a pleased expression.

Iroha Isshiki was startled and quickly hid behind Hayama.

At this moment, she glanced again at the lackey lying on the ground, his abdomen still bleeding.

He won't shoot me, will he? What if he kills me...?

Iroha Isshiki grew increasingly frightened. Most of the people present were ordinary people; when had they ever seen anything like this?

In free America, there are plenty of guns, but very few people have actually shot and killed anyone!

Ye Shan never expected that Luo Feng, who seemed normal before, would turn out like this.

Damn it, I shouldn't have agreed to break up in the first place!

"Little sister, aren't you going to do something about this..." Oreki Eru was relatively bold.

"I can't control him, he won't listen to me anyway." Shionji Yuuko rolled her eyes at Oreki Eru: "You don't actually think he's a good person, do you?"

Houtarou Oreki took a deep breath. As expected, he was right from the start; this Luo Feng was very dangerous.

But when he compared the two sides, he still felt that Luo Feng's side was better, since Luo Feng's side seemed to have food and water and could live a very comfortable life.

If he had always been with people, he might not have turned out the way he is now.

No, if you stay with him all the time, he'll become like this too. He'll take the lead and switch places with the middle-aged capitalist.

I feel it's better to be with him because he's alone and has a burden to carry, making him easier to deal with.

“Actually, I’m no different from that traitor Cao.” Luo Feng’s gaze then fell on Oreki Eru.

"Ah!" Oreki Eru was startled, and Houtarou quickly shielded her behind him.

No different from the traitor Cao Cao? What does that mean?

"Alright, I've said my piece. That's all the valuable stuff you have..." Luo Feng, carrying Shionji Yuko, walked back the way they came. "If you want to join me, come over here yourself. You can just follow me. Remember, you have to be willing to pay a price. Any one of these three can bring one person or exchange for some food. That's all."

"If you want to rob me, I welcome it; I also welcome the gun in my hand."

"I have countless lives on my hands, a few more won't make a difference."

Kasumigaoka Utaha initially wanted to join Luo Feng's side, but now she doesn't dare to go with him.

Either way, it's a dead end!

In addition, Luo Feng had just fired a shot, so his deterrent effect was even greater than that of the people here, and he looked more terrifying than the people here, at least the people here didn't have guns.

"Boss, save me..." The lackey is still alive.

"Quick, save him!" the capitalist cried out. "Carry him back quickly!"

"Carry him back?" a burly man said coldly. "If you hadn't set an example for him, he would have been bringing us food."

"That's right, it's all your fault!"

"If it weren't for you, we would already have food by now."

When external pressure and temptation are strong enough, breaking his rule is an easy thing.

It's like a company offering higher salaries to poach talent, easily breaking free from his exploitation.

This is when a person's abilities are truly tested.

"Trying to save him? He's already been shot. How much medicine do you want to waste!"

"We wanted to protect him and save him, but the circumstances didn't allow it!"

"Don't think I don't know, you guys do nothing but order us around."

"We only listened to you before because you were good for the team, but now there are people who can do it better than you!"

"Exactly, why should we listen to you?"

These people knew what they had done to make it to the island alive. So many had already died, one more wouldn't make a difference. Anyway, it was Luo Feng who did it, it had nothing to do with them, so they felt at ease giving up.

The capitalist's face turned pale and then red; the collapse was happening too fast, faster than he could react.

He gritted his teeth, his mind racing, and kicked the lackey at his feet away: "Fine, I can do the work. You choose one person to organize. What we need now is unity. I can sacrifice my personal leadership for the sake of the group."

The lackey looked at the capitalist with a face full of despair: "Boss?"

"I'm sorry, we don't have any medicine. Once the rescue team arrives, I will definitely call the police and avenge you." The middle-aged capitalist shook his head.

The lackey let go; he had ultimately chosen the wrong side.

Who would have thought that a slip of the tongue would lead to being shot?

He thought he had chosen the right person to follow, but this person kicked him aside?

Only he himself understood the despair on his face and the bitterness in his heart.

Everyone looked at each other.

Should a new leader be elected?

They started to panic.

Who will lead? Who will be subservient to whom?

Although this person doesn't do any work, his allocation of labor is reasonable, and he has always been in charge of it.

Now that there's suddenly no one to lead the group, everyone is in chaos.

The middle-aged capitalist breathed a sigh of relief.

That's exactly the effect he wanted—a strategic retreat.

"As long as everyone votes well, I will absolutely obey. But there is one thing that must be guaranteed: that person must also consider everyone's interests. Some people are probably very hot-tempered right now, and if they rashly become leaders, they might do some excessive things to everyone."

"One more thing, if this young man also participated in the vote, or if this young man were involved, their votes would definitely be the most." The middle-aged capitalist's gaze fell on Hayama and Houtarou.

Everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Indeed, they are a group with many members, while we have no idea who on our side has sufficient leadership.

“For example, XXX, or XXX…” The middle-aged capitalist smiled: “They are all very suitable leaders.”

Everyone became even more frightened.

The distribution by this middle-aged capitalist is fairly reasonable; can others really do the same?

such as……

Under the leadership of the middle-aged capitalist, they were not very united with each other. They had some minor conflicts over the distribution of labor, but these conflicts were magnified at this time.

"If you all still trust me, I'll handle the food," the middle-aged capitalist said to the group. "Hasn't he already given us the direction?"

"Don't even think about it!" Ye Shan snorted coldly.

As a result, he was met with a group of cold stares.

"Let's discuss it slowly," the middle-aged capitalist said kindly.

Boom!

A clap of thunder sounded, and the downpour struck again.

The weather at sea is so unpredictable.

This torrential rain will only worsen everyone's situation.

Especially those people who are out there now, they got soaked before they even got back.

Someone with sharp eyes picked up the half chicken leg...

…………

That night, they gathered together to discuss what to do; the lackey had already died in despair.

What they are currently studying is whether they should use Kasumigaoka Utaha to exchange for food, or what to do next.

Kasumigaoka Utaha hugged her knees, huddled in a corner. She had never felt so helpless and lost.

She was soaking wet, covered in rainwater.

Totsuka Saika was in Hayama discussing how to protect Isshiki Hatake, while Oreki Houtarou closed his eyes to rest, planning whether his group had the ability to break away and contend with these people.

Kasumigaoka Utaha could only sit there alone. After an unknown amount of time, she fell asleep due to exhaustion.

In the middle of the night, she felt something was wrong with her body and slowly woke up.

Her eyes widened as she saw a bulge in her shirt, as if a large hand was wreaking havoc inside.

Just as she was about to shout, a large hand covered her mouth and spoke in fluent English in her ear.

“If you shout it out, it won’t just be me.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha knew that if she didn't call out at this moment, the other party would only take advantage of her.

She found the people here even more disgusting than Luo Feng.

She bit his big hand hard.

Normally, if she bit someone like that, the other person would definitely bleed, but the other person's hand didn't seem to be affected at all.

However, a cry of pain overshadowed this detail.

"Stinky bitch!"

Snapped!

Kasumigaoka Utaha was slapped to the ground, this time symmetrically.