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Published: February 6, 2025
Hu Zhao liked people to call him Master Hu, and he also liked to refer to himself as Master Hu. He found this name imposing.
In the previous peaceful era, he could not do this; even if he did, no one would pay him any attention. As someone sentenced to a maximum of twenty years in prison for robbery and injury, being in a heavy-security prison like Ying City Prison was really nothing. In a place where one could be called 'master', who didn't have blood on their hands?
However, the arrival of the apocalypse gave him an opportunity. Relying on his boldness to kill and his daring to escape from prison, he gained the favor of the boss, Zhang Dalong. Not only did he become an evolver, but in a few days, the notorious Black Dragon Brother, Zhang Dalong, also promised to make him a professional fighter.
Thinking of Zhang Dalong's unpredictable and powerful presence, Hu Zhao felt a surge of excitement; that was what being a true man was about, that was real power.
Originally, the people in Ying City Prison were all desperate individuals, each fiercer than the last during peacetime. A disagreement would surely lead to bloodshed; in the apocalypse, there were even fewer constraints and regulations. They fought over interests without restraint, and with Black Dragon Brother’s implicit indulgence, these guys never held back against their own.
This caused severe internal strife within Zhang Dalong's team.
However, even so, it remained the most powerful force around Cloud Summit Mountain. As long as Zhang Dalong wanted, unifying this area was not difficult.
At least in Hu Zhao's view, it was not difficult at all. The likes of the Lou family, East Mountain Mouth Village, and Tech City teams existed because Black Dragon Brother was raising them like sheep, planning to consume them once they were fattened up.
This was no secret within Ying City Prison, and every force had a few 'masters' reserved under Black Dragon Brother. In the future, everything belonging to these forces would be under the control of these 'masters'; the others could only sip the dirty water left behind.
Naturally, many people were unwilling to accept this, but there was no way out. After cooperating with the zero commerce association, the strength of those 'masters' became super strong; any one of them was more capable than the leaders of other forces, and even if others were dissatisfied, they could only swallow their grievances.
Hu Zhao was one of the dissatisfied, but like the others, he felt he could do nothing but endure.
However, while wandering outside yesterday, Hu Zhao unexpectedly received some news. A group seemed to have occupied Cloud Summit Villa and started trading food for scrap cars, and they were recruiting people.
This made Hu Zhao quite happy.
Wasn't this an opportunity that came knocking?
Scrap cars were everywhere now. Aside from the transportation effort, it was almost a no-cost business.
Initially, Hu Zhao was skeptical, but after inquiring for a long time, he found out that it was true. This delighted him; he brought along those who followed him and headed straight for Cloud Summit Villa.
For Hu Zhao, the idea of collecting scrap cars or conducting business according to the rules never crossed his mind. He just needed to stay on the only road leading to the villa at the foot of Cloud Summit Mountain and intercept those coming here to trade.
Sure enough, within just four hours, Hu Zhao had seized over thirty scrap cars and managed to control over a hundred survivors who came to join the villa.
Cursing under his breath, Hu Zhao was not foolish; he had already surveyed the guards at the main entrance of Cloud Summit Villa and was calculating the possibility of directly taking this place.
However, seeing the dozen or so guns in his line of sight made him hesitate. It seemed he could only make some money today and bring more people next time.
When he saw Ye Zhongming approaching, Hu Zhao caressed his bald head and remained seated on top of the car, but his eyes brightened when he saw Xia Lei and Liang Chuyin.