Chapter 67: The Element of Violence That Grows Unbridled

Kang Sifu pushed Bai Cha, who was taking a nap on the recliner, with an excited face. He's been in this place where birds don't poop for almost two years, and here it's just him and Bai Cha.

Before the model broke out, Kangsfu was an otaku who opened an online store specializing in food on Taobao. His parents died in a car accident five years ago, and the driver escaped without losing any money, but fortunately, his parents left him this old three-story house before their deaths, and the location in the city center, he renovated the first floor and converted it into a rental house to collect some rent. The second floor is used for self-residence, and the third floor is used to store food sold online. Two days before the outbreak of the end times, he happened to receive a large order on the Internet, a state-owned enterprise needed to purchase a batch of 1,000 catties of northeast rice and 50 catties of bacon. He agreed with the customer to deliver the goods to him two days later, who knew that the end of the world broke out on the day of delivery, and the goods did not have time to be packed, but it became his relief food for the past two years. And Bai Cha is his tenant on the first floor.

I don't know what shit luck Bai Cha had, a little gangster who had nothing to do, actually had a lot of luck and became a strengthener, and his strength was twice as strong as that of ordinary people.

In the past two years, Bai Cha not only occupied Kang's house, but also occupied his food. Not only that, Bai Cha also deducted his food every day, two years ago, he was a fat man weighing 180 pounds, and now he only has skin and bones left. To Bai Cha, he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

For two years, he was hoping that the government would come to rescue them, and he did not give up every day, but his hopes were disappointed again and again. Now seeing 10 people in military uniforms on the street, how can he not be excited.

"Boy, what are you doing so loudly, don't be afraid to attract zombies!" Bai Cha unceremoniously gave Consford a slap.

A hint of hatred flashed in Kang Sifu's eyes, and his face remained flattering, "I'm sorry, Brother Cha." I just saw 10 people in military uniforms downstairs, I guess they were people sent by the government to save us. ”

Bai Cha glanced at Kang Sifu coldly, "You want to take this opportunity to escape?" ”

As he spoke, he kicked Constance in the chest without warning, directly kicking Constance to the ground.

A mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and Consford rose from the ground in pain, coughing violently.

"Check ...... Chaco! You...... You are mistaken! ”

"I misunderstood! Hahaha-"

The last days are easy to drive people crazy, especially when they take refuge in residential buildings surrounded by zombies, no one can predict whether the zombies will rush in and tear them to pieces that day, nor can they predict when the food will run out. Without news from the government, I can only live one day at a time on my own, and every day is lived as if it was my last day.

Bai Cha laughed maniacally, he grabbed the placket of Kang Sifu's clothes with one hand, grabbed the fruit knife on the table with the other hand, and made a cut in Kang Sifu's cheek, "If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, I'll kill you now." ”

He didn't just want to kill Consford today. Less Consif means saving an extra ration. In one respect, he still retains the humanity of the civilized era, and on the other hand, it is convenient to have someone to talk to him on this lonely and maddening day, which is more or less a spiritual comfort.

But Bai Cha knew that the violent factor in his heart was growing wantonly, and the idea of killing Kang Sifu every day was getting stronger and stronger day by day.