When Wang Qiang spoke, it undoubtedly struck a nerve with the five men in front of him. No matter how awkward they were, they still had some basic "face."

Besides, life in the base for two months had made them accustomed to bullying the weak. Being ordered around like this ignited a fire of defiance within them.

They looked at each other, especially the short man, who realized they lost on momentum. Without thinking much, he sneered and shouted, "He's just one guy and he's acting cocky against us. Just like that dead kid, he's got a screw loose. Brothers, since he wants to meet King Yama so badly, let's grant his wish!"

Shameful to the extreme! Five against one, such a shameless fight, the remaining four thugs agreed in unison without a shred of shame and surrounded the isolated Wang Qiang, planning to overwhelm him with their numbers.

But Wang Qiang wasn't Tang Xiaoquan. Standing at 1.8 meters, and having just taken down two thugs with lightning speed, his skills were clearly superior.

However, the situation took an unexpected turn for the short man and his crew. Just as they were about to launch their shameless group attack, the flap that Wang Qiang had just opened was suddenly kicked forcefully from outside.

A man entered—a burly, shirtless man with a strong, fit body, his dark skin stretched over two massive chest muscles that trembled slightly.

Wei Dazhuang entered silently, scanning the four surrounding Wang Qiang with cold eyes. Without warning, he raised his hand and smashed the porcelain bowl in his hand onto the stainless steel frame of the tent!

"Crack!" With the sound of shattering, the tent quivered uncontrollably, and shards of porcelain fell to the ground with a "ting ting."

Dazhuang ignored the broken bowl pieces and examined the sharp edge under the light, nodding in satisfaction once he confirmed it was sharp enough.

What the hell is going on! The thugs were confused.

Undoubtedly, this man was a comrade of the two in front, but his silent entrance and inexplicable smashing of a porcelain bowl unnerved the thugs.

"Hey! Dazhuang! Stay out of this! This is my personal grudge with them! Just keep watch and make sure they don't escape!"

Wang Qiang's words were incredibly arrogant, but you couldn't deny he had the right to be, given the current circumstances.

At least compared to these scumbags who only bullied the weak, Wang Qiang was indeed much stronger.

Dazhuang remained silent but his increasingly red eyes revealed his current state.

For him, his wife and daughter were gone, and "Zhongkun Textile," representing his home, had been ruthlessly looted by Lu Rui's gang some time ago.

So, at the moment, this team was undoubtedly the most precious thing to Dazhuang.

The five thugs dared to humiliate the ones he viewed as family right in front of him, which unavoidably sparked fury from the heart.

Wang Qiang was unaware of Dazhuang's change. His mind was focused on one thing: to defeat these five men in front of him!!

"You dare touch my brothers! I'll settle the score with you today! Motherf*ckers, five against one, you think you're tough? Punks bullying a defenseless woman, you really have no shame! I'm telling you, listen up, today only one of us six will walk out of here! Aren't you all badass? Come on! If you've got the guts, come at me! Let's see what you punks are capable of!"

As he spoke, Wang Qiang was about to make a move, but just as he took his stance, a shout came from outside the flap: "What the hell are you talking about, Qiangzi! Do you take us for nothing?"

In came Wen Quanxin and Wu Chao together.

After entering and seeing the situation inside, their faces, which had been slightly joking, immediately turned serious.

Tang Xiaoquan was beaten; Wang Qiang was surrounded; Dazhuang's bowl shattered on the ground, and Wei Yang was still pinned to the bed—all of it unsettled their nerves, instantly igniting the anger in their hearts.

"You two stay out of this! I'll resolve it myself!"

"Stop the nonsense, it's come to this, do you think we can just stand by?"

Also being young men, Wen Quanxin and Wu Chao couldn't swallow this insult.

Even when being chased by zombies outside, they had never been so aggrieved!

Hence, in solidarity, they shared with Wang Qiang the desire to tear the thugs to pieces.

Compared to their determination, the short man's group was truly dumbfounded now!

What the hell is going on! In just a few minutes, theirs opponents seemingly appeared one by one like magic into the tent.

Now, in a space that could barely hold seven, there were suddenly ten people squeezed in!

And to make it even more ridiculous, the opponent now outnumbered them, making the thugs, used to bullying with numbers, feel a bit of coldness.

"Four people, one-on-one, leave that bastard to me!" Wang Qiang uncharacteristically didn't insist on his original demand, but his hatred for the short man was something he wouldn't share with anyone.

Understanding Wang Qiang's thoughts, Wen, Wu, and Wei had no objections. With a simple "okay," they each selected an opponent.

The fight proceeded faster than expected. In five minutes, or perhaps even less, before three rounds were up, the four once-arrogant thugs were all down.

The short man was stunned. He once thought their strength could let them walk over everyone in this base. But today, he failed. Wang Qiang and his group proved to be an iron wall.

At this point, it was too late for regrets. Knowing he couldn't resist, the short man swept his icy gaze over everyone in front of him. He knew this group wouldn't let him go.

So...

His gaze shifted downward, landing with malice on Wei Yang, who was still pinned. An insidious, wicked thought began to form in his mind...

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