Of course, the space inside is very small, it is estimated that it is less than one meter high, and the width is only one meter four or five, but it is two meters long, and it is also like a bed with a lid.

Although the room is small, it is very clean, the floor is the bed, and the futon is spread, and there are all kinds of gadgets on the side of the futon.

What a hot water bottle, clothes, toilet paper, and that little rag doll.

The girl inside looked no more than sixteen and was Russian.

She sighed, looked at the thin and haggard man outside, and said in stiff Chinese:

"You're afraid you're penniless, aren't you?"

"I ......"

"Smoke, is there?"

"Nope."

"Nothing, why are you coming to me? Even if it's a bite to eat, isn't it? ”

"Nope."

The girl snorted again and looked at the man crouching there with disdain.

At this time, another man came over, directly pushed the man who was squatting there away, and said to the little girl:

"Rowling, I have a cigarette."

The man smiled and handed a cigarette to the little girl, who took it, found the lighter and lit it, and lay down on her bed to smoke it.

Halfway through her cigarette, she threw the cigarette at the feet of the man who was crouching, and then said to the man who gave him the cigarette:

"Come in!"

The man quickly climbed into the shack, and then the small door closed.

The squatting man was stunned for a few seconds, then picked up the remaining half of the girl's cigarette, held it between his trembling fingers, and finally put it in his mouth, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the smoke.

After about twenty minutes, the man who had gone in came out and walked away singing a little song.

It wasn't until ten minutes before the shack door opened again, and Rowling had wiped her face again and applied a little lipstick, which was her only makeup.

"Didn't you sleep last night?"

She opened her mouth to speak to the man.

"I slept for a while, and then there was a fight between the two sides, so I hid in the corner of the alley."

"Hmph, Alexi's night is getting less and less quiet, and the name of the Dark City is getting more and more true...... Come in, lend you half of the bed, remember, it's just for sleeping, nothing else, you know? ”

The man nodded, climbed in, and lay there.

There was a smell in the room.

Too small and not ventilated.

The man turned his back to Rowling, frowning and closing his eyes for a long time, but he couldn't sleep.

Eventually, he began to cry and slowly wept bitterly.

Rowling looked at the man's twitching back, and sighed after a long time:

"If you don't have any money, how will you spend the rest of your life?"

Rowling got up and went to the communal well not far away to do her laundry.

Linovakova walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

"You let that man sleep in your house? Does he still have money? ”

"No, it's just a matter of giving him a break, and he's spent a lot of money on me for two years."

"But he's a useless piece of waste now! You are still young and beautiful, in fact, you can find a better man, such as Carilla, or Tian Feihu, or Mao San. ”

"No, they don't have a shortage of women, and I don't want to be a canary in a cage all the time, I'd rather live the life I have now, at least I'm free."

"Young Rowling, you don't know what life is! Don't think a young woman like you can be so independent forever! All I can say is that you're in luck. I fed myself for the past two years, you know, four times in the last two years I almost starved to death, and I had to eat bark and dirt! I also want to thank Algunidi, if he hadn't died, I might have died. ”

"Did you really eat him? Algunidi? Your grandfather? ”

"Just eating some meat on my arm, I couldn't help it, I wanted to live, it was the only option at the time, I knew he wouldn't blame me, he wanted me to live."

Rowling pouted and stopped talking.

She grew up in the apocalypse, and she was not surprised by such things as eating human flesh.

This is the law of nature, man is just a beast, he will starve to death, cannibalism, not so terrible, no one can mention morality, including anything that can be controlled over life.

Rowling did a quick wash and turned to leave.

Lynokova said:

"Honey, if there is any good business to introduce, I don't want anything, just stutter."

"Okay, but you know, it's not going to be good."

"That's why I want to say to you, that man, don't try to raise him, we women are mixed in this world, don't be emotional. Do you want meat? Give it to them! Want feelings? Be sure to put it yourself, or you'll be the one who gets hurt! ”

Rowling stopped and looked back.

Lynokova was still laughing, and she rolled some dead leaves into paper and used them as cigarettes.

In the end of the world, people like to smoke, which makes real cigarettes rare, so there are a lot of local cigarettes, no matter what it is, it can become smoke, but this kind of smoke chokes people, and it has no shape, and it can't suppress people's addiction at all.

There is a saying before the end of the day that smoking is lonely.

There is a similar saying after the end of the day, smoking is solace.

People in the last days need comfort, because they have all had broken hearts, and a cigarette can sometimes solve a big problem.

It's like saying that smoking is bad for your health on a cigarette pack, but it's still sold to smokers.

What a mockery, being a bitch but setting up a chastity archway.

This is how we live in reality.

Some things seem so unreasonable, but we can't change them, and when we are young, we are indignant, and when we are middle-aged, we accept them and see them as normal.

Most people can't resist the rape of reality, and in the end they can only split their legs, meet everything that reality brings, and see it as pleasure, so that they can live.

Rowling looked at Lynovakova for a moment, then turned to continue walking, and when she returned home, she saw that the man had also gotten up, crouching on the ground, his stomach growling.

"How long has it been since you eaten?"

"Two days."

"I told you before not to gamble, nine out of ten bets will be lost! Half of your money has been spent on me, and the other half has been gambled for the past two years! Tell me, why are you betting? ”

"I ......"

"Thrill-seeking, yes? Because you're lonely, aren't you? Are you just unhappy and want to fall? ”

The man was stunned, then covered his face and cried bitterly.

He had wanted to escape the city today, but he eventually came back because there was a Rowling, a little woman who knew him so well.

He really didn't gamble for the sake of winning, Rowling spoke his mind.

"Cry, cry, cry, know to cry! You have to be strong! The end is already so bitter, what's the use of crying?

"Please, can I ask you to be strong in front of me? You're a man, do you want me to comfort you? ”

Rowling was so angry that she threw her freshly washed panties over and put them right on the man's head.

At this time, a few street thugs happened to pass by and saw this scene.

The leader is Mao San, a Japanese, no one knows what his original name is, everyone only calls him Mao Sange.

The third-level blue fighter, who has a katana, is known to be very powerful, and his favorite thing to do is to behead, and it is said that he has beheaded forty-seven people since the end of the world.

Those who knew him were not as powerful as him, and everyone was afraid of him.

Mao San found something interesting and walked over.

"Haha, panty pullover!"

Several people gathered around and laughed at the man.

Rowling was stunned, she didn't expect Mao San to appear, he is the henchman of the boss of this area, the most evil, she is very scared when she sees him on weekdays, and she has taken over his business a few times, but she has not received a penny or anything.

"Learn to bark! You're a great way to learn how to bark. ”

"Hurry up!"

"The boss told you to scream, didn't you hear?"

Several thugs shouted, and suddenly one of them raised his foot and kicked him in the face, and the others immediately punched and kicked him.

Rowling's body trembled, but she said something anyway.

"Stop hitting him......"

This sentence caught Mao San's attention.

"Yo, Rowling, is this your new man?"

"No...... Guest. ”

Rowling's body trembled even more, and she stumbled a little when she spoke.

"Haha, guest, I'm not also your guest? Why don't you see you being so attentive to me? ”

They are all in Chinese, which has become the official language of the apocalypse in a large part of the region.

Mao San walked over as he spoke, grabbing Rowling's hair.

Rowling had to bend over with the strength of his hand, and finally fell to the ground.

Mao San rode on top of Rowling, turned her upside down, and then pumped two big mouths hard.

With full strength in these two blows, blood flowed directly from the corners of Rowling's mouth.

After that, Mao San began to take off her clothes.

Rowling's heart raced, and she knew what was going to happen.

Well, all this is nothing, she has adapted to such a life.

Whether she wants to or not, in order to survive, she has learned not to treat herself as a human being, a female beast, nothing.

On the other side, the man's blood rolled at the sight of all this.

Why is he so cowardly?

Why can't he do anything well in his life?

Why does he always have to live like this?

"Ahh

A shout out.

"Ahh

This time he shouted twice, and he gave a punch to the two thugs next to him, pushing them away and rushing towards Mao San.

The two thugs didn't expect this man to have so much strength.

In a moment's astonishment, the man had already grabbed Mao San's collar and raised his fist.

"Yaga! You want to hit me? ”

"Nope! You're fine, I'm fine, really! It's gone in a while! You can't hit him! ”

Rowling was frightened, and couldn't understand how a cowardly man could suddenly have blood.

"Don't hit him! Can't hit him! ”

At this moment, there is no need for him to be bloody, bloodiness means death, if you beat Mao San, you will definitely not kill and behead him, don't fight!

When Mao San heard Rowling's words, he seemed to become more excited, and he inserted two fingers into Rowling's mouth, thrusting it in, as if he wanted to kill Rowling directly.

Then he looked at the man with a sinister smile.

"Your woman? Want to stand out for her? Okay, come on, hit me! If you don't hit me, I'll kill her today! ”

The man's eyes widened, he was panting, and his raised fist was already bruised.

There were a lot of people around watching, all of them cringe.

It's not surprising that this kind of thing is not surprising, and it can often be seen that everyone has thought of the ending, and their neighbor Rowling, and this man, will end up very, very miserable.

Lori felt that her throat might have been broken, and she didn't know if it was saliva or blood in her mouth.

She tried to open her eyes and looked at the man who was grabbing Mao San and raising his fist to fall.

Youxi, I've known him for two years, he's always been so cowardly, and today he's a man for himself.

There is sadness, she knows that they can't escape this catastrophe, in such an apocalypse, in such a dark city, the rest of their lives are going to end, just because of an unexpected encounter with the wicked Mao San.

No one will meddle in their affairs, and no rules can check and balance Mao San's killing.

She and the rest of his life,

Gone!

At this moment, a low and hoarse voice was suddenly heard—

"Omori, kill him!"