Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 725 - 712: He’s Still Alive (7)

At the brink of life and death, Yang Buwei’s curses echoed through the warehouse. His words also made the nearly frantic He Lei calm down a bit.

Right now, this kid Yang Buwei definitely can’t die. Otherwise, when Spring Xiu returns, I’ll have a hard time explaining myself. He Lei isn’t clear about the exact relationship between Yang Buwei and Spring Xiu. However, from the limited interactions, one thing he can be sure of is that Yang Buwei holds a certain status within that gang.

So if anything happens to him because of me today, I’m afraid there’s no benefit to myself.

Living under someone else’s roof, He Lei, no matter how reluctant, had to bow to fate for the sake of his future and life. He cursed angrily under his breath and lowered his gun.

"Good! Very good!" Seeing that He Lei had put down his gun, Yang Buwei also breathed a sigh of relief. He gestured towards Liu Fugui behind him and said, "Liu... Boss Liu, it’s... all resolved, you can go now!"

Liu Fugui nodded, then pointed towards the main door. Yang Buwei immediately understood and shouted, "Quick, quick, go open the door for Boss Liu! Why the hell are you still standing there?"

His subordinates scrambled towards the door and quickly opened it.

"Yunpeng, drive the car out first!" Liu Fugui was worried about the chaos on the way. To be safe, he let Liu Yunpeng drive out of the Factory first. That way, even if something happened later, he could take a bigger risk without worries.

Liu Yunpeng, a bit worried about his father’s safety, said, "Dad, what about you? Let’s leave together."

Liu Fugui felt a warmth in his heart and, rare enough, smiled and said, "Don’t worry, Dad will be out soon. You go out first and wait for me. Be good!"

Liu Yunpeng looked around, unsure. Seeing this, Liu Fugui pulled Yang Buwei to his side and assured his son, "Son, I’ve got him as a shield. I won’t be in danger. You hurry up and drive out. I’ll be right behind you!"

Liu Yunpeng wanted to say more, but knowing his presence would only add to Liu Fugui’s burden without being of any help, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Dad, be careful. I’ll wait for you outside!"

Watching Liu Yunpeng successfully drive the car out of the warehouse gate, Liu Fugui’s heart settled more than halfway.

"Hehe, Boss Liu, everything was done according to your instructions. Now, could you..." Yang Buwei gently nudged his head against the gun barrel pointed at his forehead, signaling Liu Fugui to move the gun away. He dared not make any big moves, fearing an accidental discharge would really make him cry.

"Don’t rush, you still have to accompany me a while longer. Once I’m safely out of here, I’ll naturally release you." With that, Liu Fugui pushed Yang Buwei forward.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two walked step by step towards the door, with He Lei following reluctantly and helplessly at their side.

"Dad!" Liu Yunpeng called out emotionally as he watched Liu Fugui step out of the warehouse.

"Hmm!" Liu Fugui nodded, slowly backing to the side of the car, opening the door with one hand and whispering to Yang Buwei, "Stand still, and tell your men to retreat into the warehouse and close the door. I’ll let you go once I’m in the car."

"Okay, Boss Liu, whatever you say, we’ll do. But you have to keep your word!"

Liu Fugui said nothing, but tapped the back of Yang Buwei’s head with the gun to respond. Yang knew he had said too much, so he quickly raised his hands and shouted to his men, "Quick, fall back into the warehouse and close the door. Remember, without my order, none of you are to come out."

His subordinates were more than happy to comply. No one wanted to risk their lives to save him.

"Boss Liu, the door is closed as you said. Can you now..."

"Very good! You did very well, thank you for your cooperation! You can now..." Liu Fugui ducked into the car, signaling his son to start the car: "Get lost! Bastard!"

"Aw!" Yang Buwei screamed as he was unexpectedly knocked over by Liu Fugui’s sudden kick.

The car roared away, leaving nothing but exhaust in its wake.

"Damn you, Liu Fugui! I’ll get you back for this one day. What the hell are you all gawking at? Get over here and help me inside!"

"Oh, yes, yes! Brother Yang!"

"Dad, how’s your injury?" Watching helplessly as his father got beaten up for his sake, Liu Yunpeng felt awful inside.

Liu Fugui leaned close to the side mirror, examined his face, and joked cheerfully, "Well, looks like your dad’s about to become a national treasure!"

"Dad, I’m sorry!"

Liu Fugui lovingly patted Liu Yunpeng’s head. Despite having narrowly escaped death, having been beaten so badly, it was all worth it seeing his son’s growth: "Son, don’t worry, I’m fine. These injuries are just like a scratch to me."

Liu Yunpeng was silent for a moment, seemingly contemplating something. Liu Fugui noticed this and asked, "Yunpeng, what are you thinking about?"

Obviously, Liu Yunpeng didn’t expect Liu Fugui to see through his thoughts. He hesitated and said, "Dad, about Li Huiru..."

As soon as Liu Fugui heard the name "Li Huiru," his previously relaxed mood tensed up instantaneously. He was even more nervous than when someone had a gun to his head. Just as he was pondering how to evade his son’s questions, Liu Yunpeng uttered something that shocked him.

"Dad, I falsely blamed Brother Yong about Li Huiru’s incident. I had no idea that bastard He Lei was the one behind it all. I foolishly wanted to team up with him, and because of me, you were put in such a situation, we lost the warehouse, Brother Yong is missing, and Dad, I’m really sorry. I..."

Now it was Liu Fugui’s turn to be speechless. His silence made Liu Yunpeng think he was angry, leading Liu Yunpeng to apologize repeatedly: "Dad, I’m really sorry. Because of me, you lost the Factory, your men, and you almost lost your life. I’m truly..."

"Alright, Yunpeng, don’t say any more." His son’s heartfelt apology made Liu Fugui feel somewhat guilty, as he knew the true story behind Li Huiru’s incident. In fact, much of today’s situation was his doing. If he hadn’t ordered Huang Yong to deal with Li Huiru, his son wouldn’t have ended up at odds with him, and He Lei wouldn’t have had the chance to coax his son out of the Factory.

So, in a sense, the suffering he endured today was Heaven’s punishment for him: "It’s all in the past now. Remember, son, always look forward, and if you know your mistakes, correct them without hesitation. Since you recognize your faults, the important thing is to never repeat them. Understand?"

"I understand, Dad!" Liu Yunpeng nodded vigorously, but his expression quickly turned somber: "Dad, now that the Factory is gone, and we’ve lost our foothold, what should we do next? Where do we go?" (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)