doomsday lamb

Half a day later, Lang Hua and his team knocked on the door of Room 204, Unit 2, Building 4 of the community.

"Dong dong."

"Who the hell, you came back so late today."

"That's not right, we are all here. Only that guy, Lao Hu, came back dragging his ass."

"Fuck you, I hurt my thigh."

"Yeah, it's broken." It was an older woman's voice.

"You fucking scared me. What's wrong?"

"Is the man who shot and wounded Lao Hu here?"

"Holy shit, you can't, right? Old Hu, is your tail so dirty?" a strange male voice asked.

The middle-aged man known as Lao Hu was not only wounded by a gunshot but also frightened. How could he take care of so many things while he was running for his life in a hurry.

But he didn't dare to admit it, and then he argued loudly: "It's absolutely impossible. If I brought it, why would I wait until now? My butt is very clean."

"Yeah," the third man said sarcastically, "Lao Hu's butt is clean. It smells so good that even the bullets are biting upwards."

"Fuck you, Ma Er, if I hadn't pried the door open, how could you have entered this extremely wealthy land? You actually dared to doubt me. When I was working around, you two brothers were still wearing open-crotch pants!"

"Okay, okay, please stop saying a few words." Another female voice interceded.

The knocking on the door continued regularly, and the rash female voice from before said again: "Oh, it can't be a black corpse knocking on the door."

"Ah? The black corpse is here? What should we do..."

"Why are you panicking? I've been here for four or five days and haven't I met anyone before?"

"That's not certain. There is only the second floor here."

"What should I do?"

…

Listening to the chaos inside, Lang Hua couldn't help but feel a little funny.

He hurriedly asked others to hide the equipment better, and he casually smeared two handfuls of dust on the corner of the wall. When he applied it on his face, he immediately looked like he was fleeing.

Lin Qian and Yang Xiaoxiao wanted to imitate the same, but Lang Hua thought about it and reached out to stop them.

Lang Hua knocked on the door and shouted: "Is there anyone inside? It's almost night, and a few of us wanted to take shelter inside."

Lang Hua's hearing was sharp and he heard someone whispering inside:

"What should I do? Will I open the door for them?"

"Open whatever you want. Don't make any noise. Maybe they will leave soon."

Only now did we know how to discuss in a low voice. Lang Hua really didn't know how the brains of these people inside were so long.

He spoke out at the right time: "I heard someone talking inside. Big brother and sister, please open the door for us. We are willing to give you food in exchange."

"What, that person said they had something to eat?"

"It's not like we don't have anything, don't make a fuss."

"In this world, no one can eat too much."

"Ma Er, you're a loser. Come on, open the door. If you keep knocking, you should attract the black corpse."

"Squeaky."

"What's the matter? You said you were willing to trade for food?"

The man who opened the door asked Lang Hua with a dark face, but after seeing Lin Qian and Yang Xiaoxiao behind him, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes, brother."

Lang Hua smiled sweetly, looking like a 16-year-old boy.

He introduced with a green face: "This is my mother, my elder sister and my younger sister."

It turned out that only the four of them came here. Lang Hua left Yang Bensheng and others behind in Duan.

At Qing's house, take care of the siblings.

Yang Xiaoxiao was really shocked that Lang Hua could act so harmless to humans and animals.

But she is the most familiar with Lang Hua.

So Yang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but "deeply" mourn for these people. Brother Lang Hua is like this... these people are probably going to be unlucky.

Mourning has indeed been done, but whether it is "deep" or not is probably worth examining.

Just by looking at Yang Xiaoxiao lowering her head at this moment, with her big eyes moving wildly, you can tell that this is another person who is watching the fun and not taking it too seriously...

"Oh, I want to stay overnight."

The man was absent-minded, answering Lang Hua, but his eyes seemed to be stuck on Lin Qian and Yang Xiaoxiao's faces and figures and couldn't remove them.

At this time, Lang Hua reminded him softly: "Brother, it's getting dark outside. Let's go in and talk about it, okay?"

"Ah? Oh, come on in, you guys."

Upon entering the home, Li Liping couldn't help but relax immediately.

Since the disaster, they have been trapped in the operating room for a week, facing life and death threats. It is not until they return to a familiar home that she feels that she has truly escaped.

This ordinary three-bedroom apartment is the testimony of Li Liping and Yang Bensheng's twenty-year marriage. In the difficult days of starting a business, they lived frugally for several years before paying off the loan, and finally fully owned this small home.

When they were rescued in the hospital last night, she and Yang Bensheng couldn't tell how relieved they were.

When she came back this time, Lang Hua specifically asked her to conceal her identity as the landlord.

Although Li Liping didn't understand the intention, everything after the disaster had already proved that she could completely put her trust in this adopted son.

A sharp female voice pulled Li Liping back from her arms, causing her to frown.

"Where's the food? Why, do you want to live in vain?"

This middle-aged woman is the wife of the old Hu, and the other three are a young couple and the man's younger brother.

The two families were close friends before the disaster. After the disaster broke out, they escaped from the zombies in the commercial street and headed back to the community to find a hiding place. By chance, they bumped into each other. And they happened to be killed.

Lao Hu broke the lock on the Yang family's door, and the supplies Lang Hua prepared before the disaster became their private property.

Although Yang Bensheng has savings, he has not spent much thought on real estate.

The family's house is on the second floor, and the sound insulation is poor. Not long ago, Lang Hua hid under the balcony and listened carefully to the background of several people.

"Yes, yes."

Lang Hua took off his backpack from behind and pushed it directly in front of several people.

After pulling the zipper all the way, he said: "That's all we have. How about I pay you one-third and let us stay for a few days?"

After saying that, she flashed her eyelashes and pretended to be a well-behaved young lady...

Yang Xiaoxiao hid at the back of the crowd and rolled her eyes wildly.

In fact, there are many types of food in the backpack and the quantity is large. Even if it is only one-third, it has already exceeded the psychological expectations of Lao Hu and others.

But as soon as he came up, he wiped out all his family and people. Lin Qian was quite puzzled by such a stupid boy's behavior.

Ever since the four people entered the door, the eyes of the two brothers had not left her body, which made Lin Qian feel uncomfortable all over.

That old Hu even looked up from half-lying on the sofa and smiled obscenely: "Girl, your dad is quite capable of giving birth."

Then his eyes kept wandering to Yang Xiaoxiao and Li Liping.

Lang Hua, seemingly unintentionally, took a step forward to block the view of several people.

He asked: "Brother, can we stay for a few days? We will leave in a few days."

The elder brother of the pair of brothers said covertly, "It's okay. It's okay to stay for a few more days."

When his wife heard this, she stepped on his foot hard and said loudly: "Leave nothing here, we can't allow outsiders to live in our home forever."

The people behind Lang Hua were clearly carrying bulging backpacks. She glanced at them and pointed to the ground and said: "And you have too few, are you sending them to beggars?"

The middle-aged woman also joined in and said, "That's right, one-third will be returned. Give us the rest."

"We also need to eat." Lang Hua looked quite embarrassed.

"Yes." The young woman swept and looked at Lang Hua's face again and again, making his hair itch. Lang Hua gradually felt his face getting hot and his cheeks turned slightly red.

At the end, she finally said: "Just think of us as being kind and only giving out half of it. Let's agree to let you stay. Otherwise, just take the food and get out."

The young woman looked at Lang Hua and the others: "But don't blame me for not warning you. You also know what the world is like outside. Materials are only external things. Be careful if you eat them with your life!"

At this time, Lao Hu's daughter-in-law, a middle-aged woman, rushed to interrupt and added: "We have to choose this half ourselves!"

"Okay... okay." Lang Hua agreed after hesitating for a moment.

This young woman talks things over and seems to be the leader of the small group.

Lang Hua thought so.

…

"Damn it!"

Yang Xiaoxiao was so angry when she recalled the scene just now.

Those bastards actually dared to stare at her like a piece of fat, and the desire in their eyes didn't restrain at all.

I really don’t know what the fate of someone like him who stabbed three times in the past ended up in the end?

"I'm so angry. I'm so angry. If Brother Lang Hua hadn't said anything first, I would have given them some trouble!"

"Shh." Lang Hua gestured.

Seeing Yang Xiaoxiao kicking over the only plastic stool in the room, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Okay, okay. Peace is the most precious thing, so just tolerate peace and quiet for a while."

Yang Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes when she heard this, but she stopped fussing.

She originally did it for Lang Hua, but now that she got such an answer, she felt that she needed to think about it again.

Peace is the most precious thing? Go to hell.

Only Sister Qian and Ping Ma would believe this...

Yang Xiaoxiao calmed down on the surface, but in her heart she didn't know how many times she had complained.

She said reluctantly: "It's not just me. Those perverts also glanced at Sister Qian. Sister Qian, you must be very angry too."

Angry? Why not?

At this moment, a layer of red light gradually appeared in Lin Qian's eyes where Lang Hua couldn't even notice. She suddenly felt a wave of irritability and palpitations, but she just suppressed the discomfort and shook her head to Yang Xiaoxiao.

"It does make people feel uncomfortable." Lin Qian said.

"Alas," Li Liping sat on the bedside and sighed, "Yeah, why can't people nowadays be polite at all?"

She finally expressed her doubts:

"Even if the house belongs to our family, it's okay to take them in to avoid disasters, or even give them some food. People help each other during disasters, which is what they should do. But they have such an attitude... Alas,

I really don’t know what to say.”

Lang Hua refused to explain the truth when he first entered the house. If he spoke again now, it would only intensify the conflict.

"Hehehe, it's okay. We won't stay here long anyway."

Lang Hua smiled and enlightened the others.