I sell Coke in the doomsday

As he spoke, the leader's attitude became more gentle and he continued.

"However, how can we let our friends suffer losses in exchanging supplies?"

"Why not ask this friend to stay with us for a few days and discuss this business in detail?"

This old fox didn't want to talk about business at all, he just wanted to know from me where these supplies came from.

I knew this would be the result, so I didn't refuse and agreed to the condition directly.

"Of course we can, but we can't stay too long, otherwise my boss will start to have suspicions."

The leader understood my fake threat, and he smiled, waved back and said.

"Sun He, you will be responsible for receiving this friend who has come from afar."

"Don't be negligent."

Hearing this, Sun He, who was wearing glasses, stepped forward and responded softly.

"Yes, I understand."

At this time, Sun He was very respectful to the leader in front of him. He was even a little weak. Except for me, perhaps no one knew how this guy wanted to kill the leader.

After all, when I first met him, he insulted the leader in front of me for a long time.

I smiled at Sun He, who looked very friendly, with murderous intent surging in my heart. This beast deserved to die even more than the arrogant leader in front of me.

This time, I won’t let you live until ten years later.

After the insincere greetings, I followed the Corpse God Cult into the stronghold and was assigned a room. All the supplies I brought were also moved out.

For the next three days, Sun He was responsible for receiving me. During the three days of negotiations, Sun He deliberately avoided the specific content of the transaction.

I responded to him hypocritically in the same way, without saying anything useful. I was waiting for an opportunity.

This went on until the fourth day, and then the opportunity I had been waiting for came.

On this day, Sun He found me as usual and planned to continue to trick me, but today, the glass glasses he wore had a few more cracks. Although he still had a smile on his face, his left cheek was slightly red and swollen.

This is really good news. According to the last reincarnation, Sun He vented his anger and cursed, and the leader treated him extremely badly. Not only did he exclude him from the center of power, but he also treated him like a minion.

As expected, it was the Corpse God Cult that wanted to perform PUA on me in the first place. The leader was obviously also doing the same PUA on Sun He in front of me. Birds of a feather flock together.

After Sun He pulled me to sit down, before he opened his mouth, I went straight to the point.

"Your leader is really unpleasant."

Sun He was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face became a little strange. After a moment, he shook his head slightly.

"Mr. Su, don't forget whose territory this is. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you if you say that?"

I know that Sun He is actually very happy now. In fact, he will be happy as long as someone scolds the leader, so I continued.

"He's too stupid. I'm not going to be scared of a fool."

Sun He's face darkened and he looked unhappy, which made me admire his acting skills.

"Mr. Su, I'm warning you one last time. Take back what you just said, or I will be rude."

I acted as if I didn't hear anything and continued talking to myself.

"That guy is arrogant, rude, self-righteous, and leads a group of guys with shit in their bellies around him. It's hard for me to respect him."

"In the past few days, I have carefully observed the operation of the entire base. He clearly has no ability, but he still wants to hold all the power in his own hands."

"If it were me, I would never work under such an idiot."

Sun He's expression really turned ugly this time, because my words sounded like I was mocking him.

I remember Sun He's twisted character very clearly. He was a man who was so inferior that he had to use arrogance to cover it up. To him, such ridicule was much more painful than stabbing him with a knife.

However, before Sun He could get angry, I changed the subject and spoke to him.

"It's such a waste for a smart person like you to work under him."

Sun He's expression changed and his eyes became sharp. He looked at me and said coldly.

"You want to provoke us?"

I smiled and nodded as I spoke.

“I don’t deny this.”

"But you can't deny that what I said is true."

"I ask you, how much have you done for this stronghold, and how much has he done."

“But in the end, where you are, where he is.”

Upon hearing this, Sun He's expression became even uglier, but he also fell into silence.

Seeing this, I continued.

“A good knife needs to be cleaned frequently to keep its sharpness.”

"But if you keep it hidden for too long, even the best knife will get rusty and become attached to the scabbard, so you can't pull it out even if you want to."

"Let me ask you, how long do you want to continue being a dog?"

"One year, five years, ten years, or twenty years?"

As Sun He’s expression became increasingly ugly, I leaned forward slightly, lowered my voice, and spoke slowly.

"Digging up a grave and whipping a corpse is not as satisfying as being torn apart by five horses when the person is still alive."

"If you wait too long, he might just die of old age. At that time, even if you soak his ashes in water and drink it, it will not be pleasant."

"After all, the dead don't have feelings. They only have memories of their death. In those memories, you are still that little dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy."

Bang! Sun He's face was as hard as steel. He slammed the table and stood up suddenly, shouting at me angrily.

"That's enough! What do you want to say!"

I leaned back lazily and spoke slowly.

"I want to discuss a real business with you."

As I said that, I took out a pistol from my pocket, put it on the table, slowly pushed it towards Sun He, squinted my eyes, and said.

"My boss needs a smart ally, not a stupid, self-righteous fool."

"Who do you think is the most suitable among all the strongholds of the Corpse God Cult?"

Looking at the pistol in my hand, Sun He's pupils shrank and his expression became struggling, sometimes timid, sometimes ferocious. At this time, he needed someone to push him again.

So I spoke to him again.

"You should understand that when guns appeared, religious rule should have come to an end."

"The best way to rule is through killing and fear."

I paused, and then patiently advised Sun He.

"You have to understand, if we were going to heaven, God would have a bullet hole in his forehead."

Chapter 7 My Revenge (Part 3)

Sun He's face was gloomy and his eyes were wandering, as if he was still struggling. After a moment, he let out a sigh, regained his composure, looked at me, and said lightly.

"Do you think I'm some kind of idiot? What can a pistol do?"

Hearing this, I smiled, tapped the table with my fingers, and spoke softly.

"Do you think you have any choice?"

"Even an outsider like me who has only been here for three days can see that you have ulterior motives. Do you think the leader can't see it?"

Sun He's face froze, and a layer of shadow covered the corners of his eyes. He began to waver again. I took advantage of the situation and continued.

"You may think that you are a good actor and have hidden your true feelings, but that is not the case."

"We can all see that you are unwilling to give in."

I'm lying, Sun He's acting skills did fool everyone, but at the same time he's a suspicious bastard and he would doubt himself.

"Master, you naturally know that he didn't kill you. He probably intended to play a trick on you."

"I am enjoying the way you endure humiliation and laughing at your ignorance of your own abilities."

"There are only five bullets in this gun, but you should understand that when the bullets don't fire, that's when the pistol is most terrifying."

"Everyone is afraid of death. No one would think of rushing forward and being the first to do something stupid."

After saying that, I reached out my hand for the pistol, squinted my eyes and smiled, and spoke to Sun He who was still struggling.

"In business, it's all about willingness. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

"But I have to give this pistol to someone who deserves it."

"But unfortunately, it seems that you don't have the courage and qualifications."

As I was speaking, I was about to put the pistol away, but Sun He, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stretched out his hand and held my hand. His eyes were full of madness, and he lowered his voice and asked me.

“Can I get any help?”

I laughed, a very happy laugh. The fish finally took the bait, but I did not take my hand away from the gun. Instead, I spoke gently.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am an outsider, what can I do to help you?"

"I'm just a businessman and don't want to get involved."

Having said that, I changed the subject and spoke to Sun He meaningfully.

"But I can guarantee that if you are a smart person like you, the business between you and me will only increase in the future."

"Life supplies, guns and ammunition, as long as you want, I can get you even a tank."

"You see, I need a reliable ally."

Hearing this, Sun He was silent for a moment, then as if he suddenly realized something, he raised the corners of his mouth, stared at me intently, and spoke word by word.

"You're not from the Bronze Tree at all, are you?"

My face froze, then returned to normal, looking at Sun He quietly. When Sun He saw my reaction, he became even more proud, and spoke slowly.

"You don't have any stronghold behind you. You are alone."

"I don't know where you found so many supplies, but you probably don't have the ability to protect yourself. You need someone to back you up."

"So, you have set your sights on the Corpse God Cult, and want to seek shelter and help."

"But compared to the leader of a distant stronghold, it is naturally more beneficial for you to support a new leader."

"Adding icing on the cake is naturally inferior to sending charcoal in the snow."

"So, you picked me, right?"

What else can I say? The human imagination is truly amazing. It can make things that don't make any sense seem so logical.

I really want to reply, oh yes, yes, that’s what I mean.

Of course, I couldn't answer like that. After thinking about it, I put on a helpless smile and said rudely.

"I can't really hide it from you."

"In that case, I'll tell you the truth."

I showed a disgusted expression and contempt in my eyes, took out a cigarette, lit it for myself, took a deep breath, let the smoke swirl in my throat, and then slowly exhaled.

White smoke swirled around me. I shook off the ash with my fingers and spoke without disguising anything.

"I hate that fat pig."

"I wouldn't consider myself anything special, but at least I won't let that kind of imbecile, arrogant bastard get on my head."

"He can't even tell the difference between having one meal full and having two meals full. As a businessman, he is the type of customer I hate the most."

"So, I need a reliable ally, not those fat, white, limbed beasts."

The words that excessively belittled the leader were obviously very much in line with Sun He's thoughts. He nodded in agreement.

"Yes, those incompetent guys cannot exist as leaders."

“They are incompetent, yet jealous of others’ talents and intolerant of those who are smarter than themselves.”

My eyes lit up. From Sun He's tone, I knew this should be feasible, so I followed his thoughts and continued.