After I became a soft little zombie, I was spoiled by the doomsday boss

It soon became dark, and the entire factory area was empty and quiet. Occasionally, the crows could be heard.

Lu Yan went out in the afternoon and has not come back until now. Mu Tang sat cross-legged on the table, holding on to the glass window and looking out. She never saw Lu Yan, and she couldn't help but feel worried.

Jin Kaiyu walked out of the factory with a satisfied look on his face, turned around and saw Fang Xi huddled at the door of the factory, and whistled frivolously:

"Hey, you're still here." Then he squatted down, grabbed Fang Xi's hair, and forced him to look at her:

"How's it going? Did you enjoy it? Did you react?" Jin Kaiyu looked at Fang Xi's face with a dirty look and said with a smile:

"But you probably don't have that ability, huh? Little Hunchback."

Fang Xi's eyes were dull and he looked at Jin Kaiyu silently.

Jin Kaiyu felt unhappy when he saw it. He pulled Fang Xi's hair and moved his face towards her:

"Have you ever slept with a woman? No. No, who would care about a little cripple like you?" At the end, he laughed and said sarcastically:

"Your sister-in-law tastes pretty good, how do you think? Do you want me to be merciful and let you in to try? Hmm? It's rare for me to be so generous."

Fang Xi remained silent, as if he had turned into a vegetative state, or a puppet whose strings had been cut, allowing Jin Kaiyu to ridicule him.

Jin Kaiyu was extremely bored. He clicked his tongue, stood up, kicked Fang Xi over, and cursed:

"You're useless trash, bah!" Then he twisted his neck and walked away in a big way.

Then one after another men came out, each with a malicious smile on their face, and they spoke sarcastically to the woman. There was no respect at all, only contempt and insult.

Fang Xi squatted at the door, trembling all over. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, covered with red bloodshot eyes, and a line of turbid tears flowed down his dusty face.

The last man came out, whistled teasingly, and said with a smile:

"Fang Xi, see how much we take care of your sister-in-law, why don't you thank us quickly. Hahahaha..."

Fang Xi looked at his back with hatred, looking at him fiercely, as if he wanted to carve this back into his eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhh——!! People are dead!!!"

Suddenly there was a scream in the factory, followed by the shouts of a chaotic crowd. Fang Xi was stunned for a moment, and then rushed into the factory!

There were all disheveled women around, and Fang Xi couldn't seem to see them. He pushed aside the crowd of people without hesitation, and finally saw the woman.

He was naked and unrecognizable, holding a piece of broken glass tightly in his hand.

A gash of more than ten centimeters was opened on the slender neck. The wound was extremely horrific. The neck seemed to have been cut in half. Blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the whole body red and spreading on the ground like a flower.

The bloody mandala is in full bloom.

The woman's body was twitching uncontrollably, her eyes slowly dimmed, and her mouth opened and closed as if she was saying something.

It is self-evident how desperate this person is to be able to make such a large incision on his own neck.

Fang Xi knelt on the ground and covered his face with trembling hands. His bloodshot eyes looked through his fingers, his pupils were dilated, and the woman's dying look was deeply imprinted in his eyes. His eyes were filled with blood and tears, and they were dripping.

It flows along the fingers, along the back of the hand, and down the forearm.

"Ah, uhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-"

Fang Xi's tragic wail resounded over the entire base.

When Mu Tang heard the screams, he turned around and looked thoughtfully.

There was a sudden sound from the corner, and Mu Tang turned around sharply!

A woman wearing only a nightgown staggered out of the shadows in the alley. She was stunned for a moment when she saw Mu Tang, and then her eyes widened again:

"Ah...it's you, Lu Yan's woman."

Mu Tang frowned and recognized the woman who had given them something during the day.

Zhao Ping leaned against the wall and sat down along the wall, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, exhaled the thick smoke, and looked in the direction of the scream:

"Oh, it's Fang Xi, he screamed so miserably. Oh, is Meng Qiu dead?"

Mu Tang didn't understand what she was saying and didn't say anything. Zhao Ping didn't want to wait for her to respond, so he continued:

"Little Hunchback, he had his brother to protect him when he was around, but his sister-in-law has to suffer all the humiliation after his brother dies. It's really miserable."

After saying that, he laughed at himself: "Look at me, I still sympathize with him. He and I don't know who is worse off."

Zhao Ping took another long puff of cigarette, choked and coughed. The more she coughed, the harder she coughed. Tears came out from her coughing:

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, it's better to die, it's better to die, it's better to die..."

She giggled:

"Hahaha, death is the only way to be pure, hahaha, it's better to be dead than alive!!" Zhao Ping put the cigarette in his mouth and smoked hard, raised his head and leaned against the wall, laughing, with tears in the corners of his eyes,

Flow down the cheeks.

Only then did Mu Tang see clearly that her face was swollen, her long hair swayed from side to side as she laughed, her shoulders were exposed, and a wound came into view.

Round, the flesh was burnt black, and the surrounding skin was red, swollen and yellow, as if it had been burned by cigarette smoke.

Zhao Ping didn't know how long she laughed before she stopped, breathing heavily and looking at the sky dreamily:

"The stars are so bright today."

Mu Tang also raised his head and looked up. Countless stars dotted the boundless sky. They reflected each other and were extremely bright, intertwining into a beautiful picture. The beauty was untainted by the secular world.

The evening breeze blew gently, raising the tips of their hair. Mu Tang nodded and replied softly:

"Yeah, it's very bright."

The two of them looked up at the peaceful sky above the ruined world, and neither of them spoke anymore.

Soon there were footsteps again at the entrance of the alley, the voice was urgent. After a while, a tall figure appeared in front of the two of them:

"Mu Tang?"

Mu Tang turned around, her eyes lit up, and she rushed over quickly:

"Lu Yan!!"

Lu Yan quickly caught her, looked her up and down to see if she was injured, and said seriously:

"Why are you running around? Didn't I tell you to wait for me in the room?" He returned to the room and found that Mu Tang was no longer there. He quickly went out to look for her. Fortunately, the little zombie had not gone far.

Mu Tang pouted and whispered:

"But you've been gone for a long time, so I'm worried about you."

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, his stern face suddenly lost its seriousness, and his heart felt soft. He bent down and pinched Mu Tang's face, and said softly:

"Don't run around next time, you hear me?"

Mu Tang nodded obediently and reluctantly agreed.

Lu Yan smiled, patted Mu Tang on the head, took her hand and left.

Zhao Ping huddled in the shadows and stared blankly at the backs of the two people. She saw Lu Yan's tenderness and care, and she also saw the doting and tolerance in his eyes.

"So...you are different from me." Zhao Ping lowered his head and looked at the dirty ground. The weak ants were struggling and rolling in the dust. Finally, they slowly lost hope, gave up struggling, and waited for death.

Zhao Ping's face was bitter, and a forced smile appeared at the corner of her mouth:

"That's great..."