It turns out that there are other survivors hiding here, so it's no wonder that the food in the back kitchen has been looted. He walked towards where the sound came from, and there was a small door behind the kitchen. He pushed, but didn't, and the door was locked from the inside. Zhuang Yichen thought about it and prepared to leave.

In the last days, everyone lives carefully, and if they break in, it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings. With that in mind, he prepared to turn and leave. At this moment, a clearer laughter reached Zhuang Yichen's ears. This time he heard it clearly, it was the laughter of a group of men, arrogant and triumphant, mixed with a few women's screams.

Hearing these voices, Zhuang Yichen could think of what was happening inside even with his buttocks. Nameless anger surged over him at once. In these last days, the ugliness of human nature will explode vividly, and there may be fewer cases in military garrisons to maintain order. But in such an uncontrolled place, these brutes can do anything.

He summoned the Skull, and with a single blow he smashed open the locked wooden door, behind which was a dark passageway. He retrieved the Skull, then walked through the passage into a small hall. It looked like a staff dormitory, and the laughter came from behind one of the doors.

The loud sound of the Sinking Demon slamming on the door just now did not interfere with the sexual interest of the people inside at all, and bursts of unbearable lewd laughter continued to sound.

"Hahaha, sao ****, lick it well! Hahaha! ”

"Come on! You, aren't you screaming hungry? Come, eat and don't go hungry! Aha! ”

Zhuang Yichen never thought he was a decent gentleman, and he had seen a lot of perverted island movies. But when such a scene was actually staged in front of him, he really couldn't accept it, because he felt that he was at least still alone.

He rushed forward, kicked the thin wooden door open with one kick, and then the scene before him completely stunned him.

There were three people inside the door, two men and one woman. Two of the men were in front of each other, putting the woman in the middle and shaking their lower bodies. What stunned Zhuang Yichen was not the disgusting scene, but the familiar face of the woman in the middle.

Isn't that Ling Yumeng?!

The door was suddenly kicked open, which also stunned the two men who were refreshed, but then saw that Zhuang Yichen was just alone, and their courage also grew.

"Boy, you're tired of being alive and want to come here to die, right?" One of the men, with a tiger head tattooed on his arm, slowly pulled out his dick, and then said with a sneer.

"Dare to disturb Uncle Ben to do business? Hmph, boy, just think about how to kneel and beg for mercy later! Another lean, pockmarked man spoke.

Listening to this kind of arrogant last words that the villain must say before he died, Zhuang Yichen sneered and glanced at the tattooed man, and then shook his head, maybe it was his unconscious glance, which just looked at the ugly little Ding Ding of the tattooed man. The tattooed man was immediately enraged by Zhuang Yichen's action.

TMD, are you laughing at Lao Tzu JJ small?

"Boy, give you three seconds, immediately kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, Lao Tzu will give you a good time! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will make your life worse than death! He yelled hysterically at Zhuang Yichen.

Hearing his words, Zhuang Yichen didn't even raise his eyelids, he didn't have the patience to play any kind of game with these two scumbags, but just when he wanted to immediately take out the pistol from the space and kill these two scumbags in seconds, he froze, because he saw a black hole on his head.

"Throw that burning stick in your hand to the ground and raise your hand." The tattooed man pointed a pistol at him in one hand and spoke. Looking at Zhuang Yichen's eyes, he was staring at a dead man.

Zhuang Yichen did not act rashly, but obediently slowly put the spear in his hand on the ground.

"Aren't you crazy? Now go crazy! Seeing Zhuang Yichen throw away his weapon, the tattooed man became even more proud, and he pushed Ling Yumeng in front of him aside and walked towards Zhuang Yichen.

"Look behind you." Zhuang Yichen didn't answer his words, but said to him flatly.

"Boy? Am I going to be a retarded person like you? The tattooed man said disdainfully.

"Big, big brother, there's really, really, really something behind you!"

"Oh?"

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the tattooed man fell to the ground without saying a word. Behind him, the Fallen Demon Skeleton slowly withdrew the wooden stick in his hand. Zhuang Yichen picked up the pistol from the tattooed man's hand and looked at the lean man next to him who was already scared silly.

The lean man looked like a gangster in the market, so he was a little hard. He was already trembling with fright from the Sinking Demon Skeleton, and he kept shouting, "You demon, you are in the same group as those monsters outside!" Come, you come and kill me! I'm not afraid of you! ”

Huh, demon? Zhuang Yichen hooked the corners of his mouth, and then raised the pistol to his head.

Just as Zhuang Yichen was about to pull the trigger, Ling Yumeng suddenly pounced as if he was crazy, hugged his leg and cried and begged: "Please, don't kill him!" He's a good man, please let him go. ”

Zhuang Yichen was directly stunned in place, stunned for two seconds, and then he said to Ling Yumeng incredulously: "You're not mistaken, right? Do you intercede for them again? ”

"Hahaha, you see, you monster. No one will appreciate you! It's useless for you to kill me, hahahaha! The lean man laughed triumphantly

"You fuck me shut up!" Zhuang Yichen smashed the butt of his gun on his head, knocking him unconscious.

"Don't blame them, they're actually good people, without them I would have died in the mouth of a monster."

"They saved me, I, I did it voluntarily." She raised her head and begged Zhuang Yichen pitifully. Zhuang Yichen looked down at her, because she raised her head, a pair of round and full murder weapons on her chest were also exposed in front of Zhuang Yichen's eyes, and the two points of red were also looming.

Zhuang Yichen subconsciously avoided it, he looked at Ling Yumeng's snow-white skin, which was covered with bruises, and there was even a cigarette butt burn scar on his back, and said in disbelief: "Are you willing to do this?" You are crazy? Do you remember who I am? ”

Ling Yumeng turned his head to look at the lean man, his eyes full of attachment and concern. "Yes, I volunteered. Please, don't kill him, okay? I know I shouldn't have done that to you before. I'm sorry, I was wrong, as long as you don't kill him, you can let me do anything! ”

"You put on your clothes first, and don't hold my legs anymore." Zhuang Yichen said coldly, and then his mood suddenly became extremely low. Looking at Ling Yumeng's appearance, he understood everything at once.

Stockholm syndrome, yes, is that condition.

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