Chapter 9: The Beauty Trap

"Anyone?"

Wang Wenqing grabbed the wrench and walked to the second floor. Compared to the messy and dusty first floor, the corridor on the second floor was obviously much cleaner, and a steel wire was pulled out, and a few hangers were set up, on which were hung wet short skirts and chiffon shirts, which should have been washed by the owner of the clothes. Sure enough, love beauty, love cleanliness, no matter what era is the nature of a girl, even in this crisis-ridden, lawless dark age, it still does not lose its beautiful color.

"I heard you have gas? Can you give me some? Trust me, I won't take your stuff for nothing, I have enough items for you to protect yourself in exchange, and I can make some more for you if you want. If you accept my advice, please show up and don't play any tricks. I'm not threatening you, but I won't be merciful to anyone who wants to harm me......" Wang Wenqing clutched the wrench tightly and shouted at a closed door at the end of the corridor.

After a long time, Wang Wenqing still did not get any reply. Wang Wenqing frowned, listened carefully, but heard the helpless sobbing of a girl in the room, as if he was greatly frightened. Wang Wenqing raised his eyebrows, walked over and pushed the door open......

There is a small bed in the neat hut with neat bear sheets on the bed. A girl wearing only a white shirt and a pair of smooth jade legs held her head and curled up in the corner of the hut crying continuously, and her messy but still smooth long hair was scattered over her shoulders, which was pitiful. Seeing this, Wang Wenqing's expression softened slightly, put the wrench aside, raised his hands high and walked over slowly:

"Hello, I'm Wang Wenqing from 2016. - Don't look at me like that, I'm not crossing over, I'm just sleeping, oversleeping. Are you alone here? I didn't intend to hurt you, please don't be afraid. What is your name? I heard you have gas, is that true? Can you tell me where the gasoline is? ”

The girl hugged her smooth knees tightly and cried in a low voice:

"My name is ...... Zhao Ying. My partner...... All are dead. Obviously, they have accompanied me until now, but they ...... They all ......"

After speaking, the girl who called herself Zhao Ying buried her head and cried again. Seeing this, Wang Wenqing shook his head, grabbed a sheet thrown on the ground and draped it on Zhao Ying's shoulder:

"Man is inherently dead, and he cannot be resurrected from death. And the living, only by trying to survive can they be worthy of the deceased. Be strong. ”

Zhao Ying raised her head and said with teary eyes:

"You...... You're such a nice guy. It's a pity ......"

"!!Shh

Before Wang Wenqing could react, a cold light had already flashed abruptly to his chest. Wang Wenqing's eyes were cold, and he quickly dodged away, but it was too late, a sharp knife had already stabbed into Wang Wenqing's chest by two inches, and blood was splashed.

"It's a pity...... In this world, good people don't live long! Die! ”

Zhao Ying, who was still weak just now, instantly turned into a crazy expression of a murderer, screaming and jumping up, her pupils flashing with blood-red light. was stabbed in the chest, Wang Wenqing groaned because of the severe pain, and fell to the ground holding the knife.

"Die, die, die!"

Seeing Wang Wenqing being stabbed, Zhao Ying was even more hysterical, and suddenly pulled out a screwdriver from under the hem of her shirt and rushed towards Wang Wenqing, stabbing Wang Wenqing fiercely. Seeing that the screwdriver was about to pierce his eyeballs and stab his brain, Wang Wenqing hurriedly grabbed the screwdriver and looked at the tip of the knife, which was less than a centimeter away from his retina. Zhao Ying shouted frantically:

"Die! Die! ”

"Excuse me, ladies first!"

At the juncture of life and death crisis, Wang Wenqing quickly forced himself to regain his composure, and while holding on to the screwdriver, he mobilized all his concentration to condense into the screwdriver. Under the effect of potential energy, Wang Wenqing easily bent the screwdriver like twisting a steel wire, and took the screwdriver from Zhao Ying's hand, and completely crumpled the screwdriver into a ball of scrap iron with three strokes and five divisions. Seeing this, Zhao Ying's pupils suddenly shrank, and she shouted in panic:

"Y-You're a potential!? ――I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! It really wasn't meant to! Not intentionally ......"

The fierceness in Zhao Ying's eyes was instantly swept away, and turned into irrepressible fear, and she quickly hid back in the corner with her head in her hands, trembling all over, it seemed that her fear of people like "potential" had penetrated deep into her bone marrow. Wang Wenqing threw away the screwdriver that was crumpled into a ball of scrap metal by himself, and stood up according to his wounds, his pupils burning with raging flames:

"Fortunately, I was prepared, and before going upstairs, I had already wrapped every important part of my body in iron sheets, otherwise, my heart would have been pierced by you at this moment. I warned you that I would never forgive those who have done me harm, and you dare ...... Dare! ”

The furious Wang Wenqing shook his hand suddenly, and a metal button on Zhao Ying's shirt instantly burst out automatically, followed by the second, third, and fourth...... Until the shirt completely bursts open, revealing the snow-white skin. Because of fear, Zhao Ying had forgotten her shame, and looked at Wang Wenqing who was approaching step by step with a trembling look, revealing desperate eyes......

“!”

Just when Wang Wenqing could barely suppress his fury, Zhao Ying's eyes suddenly made his movements stop for a moment. That night, in Hanjiabao, when he pushed open the courtyard door, Wang Xiaoxian showed this kind of look. Han Lingyue can kill the survivors without changing her face, this is understandable, in this last world, in order to survive, people can do anything, but she can't be so cold that she looks directly at this kind of eyes to hurt a girl......

“!”

Wang Wenqing's heart moved, and the sharp knife automatically moved out of the bloody wound and fell into Wang Wenqing's hand. Looking at Zhao Ying, who was almost naked and curled up on the floor, Wang Wenqing shook the knife in his hand and said coldly:

"I'll keep this as a memento, as a warning for the last stupidity in my life. Where is gasoline? ”

"I ...... There is no gasoline......" Zhao Ying said tremblingly.

"What did you say!?" Wang Wenqing's anger flared up again.

"Don't, don't kill me! I don't have food either, or else...... Otherwise, I wouldn't have lied to people, I was forced, and I couldn't help it! Zhao Ying said bitterly.

Wang Wenqing's eyes lit up:

"It's a trap. You pretended to be pitiful, tricked the lone survivors into coming, and then killed them and robbed them of their provisions? How many times have you done this kind of thing? ”

"Two ......," Zhao Ying said with a wincing face.

"Nonsense!" Wang Wenqing saw at a glance that she was lying, and scolded sharply.

"I, I don't remember a few times! It's my fault that I tricked them into coming here, then killed them, robbed them of their stuff, and threw their bodies in a tanker truck to wait for the next person to be fooled. It's all my fault, I'm so scared! Under Wang Wenqing's sharp reprimand, Zhao Ying completely collapsed and cried.

Looking at this girl who looked cute on the outside, but was doing murder and overkill, Wang Wenqing felt a chill in his back and clenched the wrench. In order to survive, even her own kind can be booby-trapped, what is the difference between her deeds and Han Lingyue? This kind of scum...... This kind of scum...... Is there any reason to keep her!

"Wait!"

Just as Wang Wenqing raised his wrench high, ready to kill with all his heart, Zhao Ying suddenly raised his hands in horror:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! I know where the gas is, but I haven't been able to open it, it's a doomsday shelter, the gate is so strong that I can't open it, but...... But you can! I tell you where the refuge is, spare me, spare me! ”

"You think I'll still believe you?" Wang Wenqing sneered.

"What I said is true! The entrance is in the basement next to the gas station, and the door is made of stainless steel, I tried many times, but I can't open it! Please, trust me again, please! Zhao Ying shouted in horror.

Wang Wenqing hesitated for a moment and slowly put down the wrench:

"Good. I believe in you one last time. But ......"

After speaking, Wang Wenqing stabbed his cold gaze at Zhao Ying:

"You take me personally!"

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