Chapter 298: Borrowing a knife to kill

“Ladies and gentlemen, you have three minutes.”

“If you are still here after three minutes, you will be killed.”

As he spoke, he raised the gun in his hand, loaded it in front of them, and aimed it at them.

Fifth Master knew very well that in such a situation, he had to be tough; if he showed even a hint of softness this time, he would very likely be manipulated by the other party.

This time, his relocation had already exposed the fact that he possessed a large amount of supplies, and these people were capable of anything.

After all, that’s how people are; they often can’t stand to see others doing better than themselves, and seeing the other party doing better than them is more unbearable than killing them.

More importantly, befriending these people brings a hundred harms and no benefits. You cannot expect them to lend a hand at a critical moment; on the contrary, if they don’t kick you while you’re down in your time of crisis, you should be secretly happy.

Seeing the tough Fifth Master and the truth in the other party’s hands, these Survivors immediately lost three points in their momentum.

For Fifth Master, this was a good sign, as he couldn’t possibly kill everyone present; that would truly make him the big villain here, and weighing the pros and cons, this decision was not cost-effective in any way.

The two sides stood in a standoff, and the time Fifth Master had given was getting shorter and shorter.

When two minutes remained, only a few people chose to leave.

Those who chose to leave were undoubtedly those who still had family members who relied on them to survive; they did not want to stay here and take risks.

When one minute remained, about one-tenth of the people chose to leave again.

These people who chose to leave were basically unable to withstand the pressure of the truth from Fifth Master’s side; their hearts began to fear and dread.

These people were looked down upon by the remaining Survivors. If it was the first wave of people who left, they could understand, because at that time, these people also had the same thoughts.

When only thirty seconds remained, a young man stood out from the crowd of Survivors. Looking at the dwindling time and Fifth Master, he decided to try.

“Fifth Master, I want to talk to you.”

“We just want to survive, and we hope you can give us a chance so everyone can live in peace.”

Fifth Master scoffed upon hearing this. What this person said sounded nice, but for cooperation, you also need to show sincerity, right? What kind of cooperation is this now?

Fifth Master only heard a threat in his words, and he saw no intention of cooperation at all. Moreover, Fifth Master did not intend to waste his precious time with them.

“Cooperation?”

“I don’t see any sincerity of cooperation from you. To put it bluntly, you just want to snatch supplies from me.”

“One last reminder, your time is running out.”

The young man gritted his teeth, looked at the people behind him, and after getting the approval of one of them, he spoke to Fifth Master.

“What if we can offer something of equal value in exchange?”

“We have medicine here, precious antibiotics.”

Fifth Master’s heart stirred. Antibiotics were scarce, and it was no exaggeration to say they were life-saving items.

It wasn’t impossible to make a trade since the other party had thrown out this bargaining chip, but he was afraid the other party would demand an exorbitant price.

However, he remained outwardly calm, appearing completely indifferent.

“Hmph, who knows if you’re trying to trick me.”

“Prepare!”

As Fifth Master’s command to prepare rang out, the people on the opposite side suddenly felt the pressure double. They had all found cover and were waiting for the outcome of the negotiations between the two sides.

The remaining time was decreasing second by second, and everyone’s hearts were in their throats.

Just as the last ten seconds arrived, the young man pulled out a box of antibiotic injections from his懷 and threw it towards Fifth Master.

Fifth Master reached out and caught it, looked at it, nodded, and then sneered.

“Alright, I’ll trust you for now.”

“Come out, all of you, but if you dare to play tricks, my gun has no eyes.”

Those Survivors breathed a sigh of relief, and some Survivors, oblivious to the danger, even walked out from their cover, ready to trade their belongings for food from Fifth Master’s side.

And that young Survivor also breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, he had successfully bluffed his way through. With a guilty conscience, he wanted to quickly leave this place of trouble. Just as he turned around, he heard Fifth Master’s command.

“Shoot!”

This single word instantly made him collapse. Those Survivors were still in the dark, completely unaware of why this was happening.

Someone cursed Fifth Master for breaking his promise before dying, only to have the antibiotic injection in Fifth Master’s hand smashed into their face.

After these Survivors who had come out fell, the gunfire also stopped, but Fifth Master’s voice came through.

“Although I, this old man, haven’t read many books, I still possess common sense.”

“If you had given me antibiotic medicine instead of these injections, I could still consider you a friend.”

“Who are you trying to fool with this useless trash?”

Soon, everyone present understood what was going on. It turned out the other party was treating them like fools by using ineffective antibiotic injections.

But a careful Survivor noticed another thing: someone intended to create chaos, using Fifth Master and his people to kill everyone present, thereby instigating a conflict between several factions.

At the same time, the person in the dark also made a move, continuously shooting towards Fifth Master’s side. However, this person was not aiming, but rather using a random shooting style.

It didn’t really matter if they hit anyone, though of course, it would be even better if they could hit someone, or hit Fifth Master.

After firing, this person concealed themselves again, causing the slightly eased atmosphere between the two sides to become tense once more.

Fifth Master’s men, although unharmed, did not immediately retaliate. They were all waiting for Fifth Master’s command to keep these people there.

Fifth Master’s eyes narrowed, and he said in a low voice.

“Don’t act rashly yet. Let’s see what they intend to do.”

For a moment, Fifth Master didn’t understand the purpose of these people, but he was very clear about one thing: the remaining Survivors could not die, at least not here by his hand.

At this moment, the person in the dark fired a few more shots, and bullets whizzed past.

Fifth Master’s subordinates gripped their weapons, each poised to strike.

But it was the Survivors on the opposite side who fell.

Suddenly, Fifth Master seemed to sense something and stared intently at the opposite side.

“Someone wants us to take the blame!”

“Keep an eye on the other side. If you see the person who fired the shot, don’t hesitate to hit them hard.”

After Fifth Master spoke, the gunfire from the opposite side rang out again, and two more Survivors were killed.

At this moment, someone on Fifth Master’s side spotted the killer’s position and quickly shouted.

“Over there!”

“At one o’clock, behind the wall.”

Having locked onto the enemy’s position, Fifth Master’s subordinates unhesitatingly concentrated their fire in that direction.

At this point, no one cared how many bullets they had left; they were filled only with rage. After a burst of gunfire, a figure slowly fell.