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”Mr. Hu, I’m worried about this Feng Wei. He might ruin our big plans. By the look of him, he’s very eager to take people to attack that Oil City. I think we need to be on guard against him.”

”That Oil City is no simple matter. If Feng Wei goes to attack on his own accord, then if he dies, so be it. But we mustn’t anger Oil City, otherwise, if trouble comes our way, everyone will be doomed because of Feng Wei.”

Mr. Hu thought of a person: Scar.

He has always been observing, observing this brother who together created Southern Paradise.

Did Feng Wei’s arrogance ever gain Scar’s recognition and support?

Although on the surface, Scar has scolded Feng Wei countless times, Feng Wei remains as arrogant as ever.

Mr. Hu couldn’t believe it one hundred percent.

He is a person who values old friendships, having built Southern Paradise from ruins together with Scar and a few old buddies.

He doesn’t want to turn against his brothers.

However, the energy issue is now the biggest problem facing Southern Paradise, and they must resolve it.

Mr. Hu thought for a while and then said to Chen Er, ”I understand. Here’s the plan, for these few days, you wait at the base. In five days, since you’ve been to that Oil City and you know the way.

Next time, don’t use Feng Wei; you go there with the people yourself. This matter is crucial, so we must establish cooperation with that Oil City.”

Chen Er felt much better knowing he wouldn’t have to endure Feng Wei next time.

So he said:

”Alright, Mr. Hu, I assure you I’ll complete the task!”

”Mm, you’ve had a long journey and worked hard, go get some rest.”

Chen Er got up, bowed, and said:

”Okay, Mr. Hu, I’m leaving.”

Just as he took a step, he seemed to remember something and turned back to Mr. Hu and said, ”Mr. Hu, in these few days, be on guard against Feng Wei. I’m afraid he might secretly go to attack Oil City under the guise of searching for supplies.”

Hearing this, Mr. Hu’s eyes turned cold, and he said, ”Mm, I’m aware.”

Hearing Mr. Hu say this, Chen Er bowed and left.

After Chen Er left, Mr. Hu stared blankly at the setting sun as the sky gradually darkened.

It wasn’t until the cigar went out that he finally reacted.

Suddenly, Mr. Hu spoke to the guard behind him:

”Ah Cheng, tell Old Zhang, who’s on duty at the gate, not to let Feng Wei’s group out to collect supplies. Also, give me a list of the in-and-out personnel every day.”

The burly guard behind nodded and said, ”Understood, Mr. Hu.”

Then he picked up the walkie-talkie and communicated with Old Zhang.

After finishing the communication, he said to Mr. Hu, ”I’ve told him.”

”Mm.”

”Send Scar over; tell him I have some matters to discuss with him face-to-face.”

Mr. Hu hesitated for a moment and said.

”Okay.” The guard turned to leave.

When they first established Southern Paradise, there were a total of four people.

Mr. Hu, Scar, Madman, and Ma Dong.

Ma Dong died in the Zombie Tide last year.

Madman lost a leg.

Now in Southern Paradise, the one with the most people under his command is Mr. Hu, followed by Scar, then Madman. Apart from these people, the rest were slowly added later.

Mr. Hu has a faint feeling that Scar might have thoughts of replacing him, but he doesn’t want to think that way.

Secretly, he also sent people to monitor Scar.

They did find some clues, but Scar never went too far, so Mr. Hu didn’t pursue it.

With Mr. Hu’s power, he could easily take down Scar, but he didn’t want to go that far.

One reason is because of loyalty.

The other is that internal strife would certainly lead to casualties, ultimately weakening Southern Paradise.

He plans to give Scar a chance to have an open and honest conversation.

Solving Southern Paradise’s energy problem is urgent.

Establishing cooperation with Oil City is a must.

If anyone obstructs him in this matter, no matter how good the relationship, he would painfully take action.

Talking with Scar is giving him an opportunity.

It is also giving himself an opportunity.

On the swing.

The sky darkened, and the little boy who was reading and swinging jumped down.

He ran towards Mr. Hu.

”Grandpa. Let me tell you a fairy tale I just read.”

Mr. Hu’s face showed a kind smile, and his white beard trembled twice with laughter.

”Haha, Tong’er, you say. Grandpa is listening.”

”The little match girl...once upon a time...”

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The guard behind Mr. Hu was momentarily stunned.

Something didn’t seem right.

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