doomsday lamb

Before that, Lang Hua stood aside quietly without interrupting, watching the whole development of the situation.

The other three people also seemed to have forgotten his existence.

It was not until the eve of Ma Er's emotional outburst that Lang Hua grabbed him, made a move that seemed to be apologetic but actually drove him away, and pushed him away.

As Lang Hua walked away, he said: "Brother Ma, it's not early today. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Hahahaha."

Unexpectedly, Ma Laoer broke away from his hand and said angrily: "You are a shameless person! I am here to pass on a message to you. My eldest brother said that if you still want to stay tomorrow, you can rent it that day in the morning.

Pay your share of 'rent'. Otherwise, you can move out. Although we are kind-hearted, we are not good people who take pleasure in suffering losses!"

"What do you mean?"

Yang Xiaoxiao exclaimed: "Didn't I already give you half of the food this afternoon?"

Ma Laoer smiled and said, "That's just for today."

Now Ma Laoer just wants to see Lang Hua and the others deflated! Only in this way can he offset the humiliation he just endured!

"You didn't say that at the time." Lin Qian's words contained anger.

Ma Laoer opened his mouth and retorted: "Isn't it too late now? Figure out your own identities. I still said what I said at the beginning - just stay here and act like you are here!"

Lang Hua made a sad face and asked a little aggrievedly: "I'll leave the other half to you, so what shall we eat?"

"I don't care what you eat!"

Ma Laoer shouted, his spittle almost flying into Lang Hua's face.

"And your other backpacks are still full of stuff, aren't they? Do you think I'm blind? There's no way they have nothing, right?"

Ma Laoer said, pointing to the corner of the room with his eyes.

He was not without merit. Those backpacks piled nearby had been spotted by him at a glance when Lang Hua opened the door.

After saying this, Ma Laoer's body turned around, and then he strode away without giving Lang Hua and the others a chance to explain.

Looking at the back in the distance, Yang Xiaoxiao said angrily: "Are they Zhou Bapi? Squeezing our supplies dry, what is the difference between this behavior and murder!"

Although Lin Qian didn't speak, her fists hanging by her sides were clenched and her veins were exposed, which had already revealed her true inner emotions.

After listening to Yang Xiaoxiao's words, Lang Hua shook his head in his heart.

Zhou Bapi? Murder? Where is this?

If he was really asked to do this kind of thing, or if he were a lone ranger in the last decade of the last decade, he would definitely kill Lang Hua and the other four immediately.

When the owner dies, things naturally change ownership.

The supplies fell into the palm of my hand completely. Why bother with such troublesome things as coercion and inducement?

Low-level and inefficient methods will be gradually replaced sooner or later after the baptism of the end of the world.

In a cruel world, survival is actually very easy.

It's nothing more than killing people more efficiently and eliminating countless weak ones. Integrating resources, seizing the living space, and eventually becoming stronger.

However, this kind of thing is obviously unreasonable to Lin Qian and Yang Xiaoxiao now.

But the innovation of ideological consciousness should keep up with the times.

"Fortunately, this state will not last long."

Lang Hua thought so.

Section 2

Listening to a few footsteps in the distance, Lang Hua whispered to the two women: "Here we come."

The person coming is Lao Hu.

Lao Hu is undoubtedly a lucky man. After the black spore mist broke out on "Advent Day", he successfully avoided corpse transformation and became an evolver.

But strong resilience is not a physical attribute that low-level ordinary evolvers like them can possess.

Therefore, the gunshot wound during the day still caused some inconvenience to his movements.

Lao Hu was afraid that the wound on his thigh would open, so he jumped and jumped when he walked, which made Lang Hua laugh in his heart.

Although Lin Qian and Yang Xiaoxiao didn't say anything on the surface, after witnessing what happened to the girl in the warehouse, it was inevitable that they would feel disgusted with this person in their hearts.

But Lao Hu himself naturally had no idea.

Without realizing it, he looked at Yang Xiaoxiao with a concerned look.

He said: "When I got up at night, I accidentally bumped into the boy named Ma coming here, so I followed him to have a look. How about it? He didn't give you any trouble, did he?"

Hearing these words by chance, he should naturally be moved.

Unfortunately, if Lang Hua and others knew what he was, they would naturally be able to do it without any disturbance.

But Yang Xiaoxiao still looked extremely aggrieved and complained to Lao Hu Haosheng about everything that had just happened.

"That's it." Lao Hu rolled his eyes, "It's not that there is no solution."

"any solution?"

Yang Xiaoxiao immediately said coquettishly: "Old Uncle Hu, just tell us~"

Even Lang Hua was frightened to death at this time - in just a few words, have the two of them become so familiar?

Only then did Lao Hu speak: "Of course you cannot pay less rent, but it can be used as a source of income."

Is this what Lang Hua did: "Do we need to go to the 24-hour supermarket outside to collect supplies? There are black corpses there."

Lin Qian said coldly: "You want us to 'work' for you for free? You have a good plan!"

"That's wrong." Lao Hu didn't feel bad at all. "I, Lao Hu, don't want to watch you take this risk. In fact, there are much more supplies in this four-bedroom apartment than you can imagine.

.”

Lang Hua and Yang Xiaoxiao pouted in their hearts at the same time - we know this much better than you.

"Then what?" Lin Qian asked, seemingly unmoved.

"We are human beings, so naturally we have to help each other. You see, I am also injured and need someone to take care of me. Girls, you and your daughter, please spend more time on my daily life. I will pay for it.

You eat as reward. Don’t you think this is killing two birds with one stone?"

He also tempted: "Perhaps you behave well. Once I am happy, you will not have to worry about food and accommodation for the past few days. Girl, think about it carefully."

"Then we are held in the palm of your hand and you can take whatever you want, right?"

Lang Hua, who was like an invisible man, suddenly said something, which shocked Lao Hu.

But he immediately retorted: "Brother, don't think of people so badly. I, Lao Hu, really want to help..."

"You goddamn surnamed Hu, what are you doing?"

Old Wife Hu, the middle-aged woman, suddenly opened the door to their room and shouted to them.

Before Lao Hu could react, the woman grabbed his ears and took him back to the house. There was no follow-up to what he said.

Yang Xiaoxiao and the others thought that everything was over. Unexpectedly, the woman rushed out of the door again within half a minute and came to Lin Qian shouting.

She pointed at Lin Qian's nose, spitting and said: "You little bitch, a bitch that no one wants. You seduced a man and seduced me?"

"Listen to me. Even if you rush to deliver it, strip yourself naked and crawl into a man's bed, don't even think about taking away a grain of food from us!"

"Everything here belongs to us! There are things that are born but not taught by mothers. Today, I will discipline you for your parents and let you know what it means..."

She raised her palm high but failed to bring it down.

It turned out that Lang Hua raised his hand and grabbed the middle-aged woman's wrist.

"Discipline? Are you qualified?" he said coldly.

Lang Hua wanted to wait and see how the situation unfolded, but what he didn't expect was that this woman actually dared to say anything.

What a saying: "One's mother is born without mother's education" - this simply hurt the softest and most vulnerable part of Lin Qian's heart.

After Lin Qian lost her mother when she was young, although the Yang Lin family had a close relationship and Li Liping treated her like her own daughter for many years, she was not a real mother and daughter after all.

It has always been difficult for someone else to replace the role of a biological mother...

No wonder Lin Qian even forgot about her anger. Her whole body trembled slightly and she became dejected. It was completely beyond Lang Hua's expectation.

He didn't want to sit idly by anymore. This time he really had murderous intentions!

Lang Hua's words were cold, and no special emotion could be heard. The young man's palm clearly did not exert any force, but it was like an iron eagle's claw, firmly clamping her arm.

Unable to move left or right, the middle-aged woman gradually became afraid of losing her voice and felt at a loss.

Before she could say anything else, the bedroom door behind everyone was opened.

The person who came out was Li Liping.

"Aunt Ping." Lang Hua suppressed his murderous intent and whispered.

"Ping Ma."

Yang Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, was concerned but confused. For fear of something going wrong, she quickly asked: "Did they bother you?"

Naturally, middle-aged women don't understand what the so-called "disturbing" means.

As a second-level ability user, Lang Hua has clear and sharp senses, but he clearly feels that there is more sharp anger in the air around him.

But Li Liping just shook her head and pulled Lin Qian into her arms.

She whispered to Yang Xiaoxiao: "It doesn't matter, I'm fine."

Lin Qian also slowly calmed down in Li Liping's arms, and seemed to be much more emotionally stable.

Yang Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she turned around, she looked at the middle-aged woman with an unkind expression.

"I heard everything you just said." Li Liping said.

"Old Hu's family, let's tell you the truth. We are the homeowners of this house. We were trapped elsewhere after the disaster. We don't have to stay for a long time when we come back this time."

Yang Xiaoxiao remembered Lang Hua's plans and instructions and exclaimed: "Ping Ma."

Li Liping waved her hand: "It doesn't matter. I believe that even after such a huge change, people can still be reasonable. Are you right? From the Hu family."

"you you."

When a middle-aged woman suddenly hears such a truth, she cannot react at all.

At the end, something suddenly occurred to her and she questioned: "How do you prove it? How do you prove that you are the owner of this house?"

"Hey," Lang Hua said sarcastically, "Aren't you insisting that this is your home now? It's a good saying, 'Everything here belongs to you.' It's quite interesting not to bring it upon yourself."

"I...I..." The woman was angry and anxious, her face turned red and she couldn't speak at all.

"You don't have to doubt this," Li Liping said frankly, "the house book and the household registration book are all in the bedside table of the master bedroom, which is the room where the boss of the Ma family lives. We came back this time to take some of them.

Necessary supplies.”

She looked at the other party: "The disaster has occurred and mankind has suffered a catastrophe. The remaining people should help each other. Even if you treat us so harshly, I am willing to leave some supplies for you."

"But now, I don't want to see your face anymore, get out of here immediately! Give us a satisfactory answer tomorrow morning!"

Li Liping's voice suddenly rose, and the pressure on her momentum seemed to increase with it. The middle-aged woman fell to the ground in shock.

In Lang Hua's impression over the past two years, Li Liping has always been known for her gentleness towards others, and she has never gotten angry or quarreled at work or with neighbors.

Now that she actually said such words, it only meant that she was really angry.

The unprecedented anger comes from the unprecedented disappointment, but also from the injustice suffered by Lin Qian.

When a spark ignites, the fire is so fierce that it can start a prairie fire.

A certain "hard-hearted" young man was thinking of...

This is not enough.