Apocalypse! After Stockpiling Ten Million Supplies, I Won By Lying Down

Not a natural disaster! After struggling in the apocalypse for five years, Jiang Nian'an was ultimately betrayed by her best friend, who was like a sister to her, and died tragically at the han...

Chapter 15 Mutant Cat

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of boos erupted from the crowd.

Jiang Nian'an has a cool and aloof beauty in appearance, but her figure is the opposite.

Many men had lewd glints in their eyes, their gazes sweeping over Jiang Nian'an.

"Yes, Ma Zhixin is right. We need to check to know if it's true or not!"

"Haha, little sister, do you want your big brother to help you take your clothes off?"

Two people cheered and echoed Ma Zhixin, and walked towards Jiang Nian'an.

One of them even took off his clothes as he walked, his intentions obvious.

"Trash is trash. Even if it wears a human skin, it can't change its disgusting nature."

Jiang Nian'an slowly stood up.

"What did you say?" Ma Zhixin's smile turned into anger.

I'm calling you trash!

A vine as thick as an index finger shot out from Jiang Nian'an's hand and pierced through Ma Zhixin's neck before he could react.

'Pfft'

Blood splattered everywhere, terrifying the survivors around them.

The two people who were walking towards Jiang Nian'an were even more terrified, and they ran away as fast as they could.

Who could withstand someone killing someone at the slightest disagreement?

A flash of coldness crossed Jiang Nian'an's eyes as she forcefully shook off the hand that was holding Ma Zhixin's corpse.

The corpse crashed down on the two men who were fleeing in panic.

'Bang'

The two were knocked down.

Just as they were struggling to get up, the vine in Jiang Nian'an's hand turned into two sharp thorns.

She raised her hand slightly, then swung it down heavily, the sharp spikes piercing through their hearts from behind.

"Uh...help, help—"

The two men weakly reached out to the survivors not far away before collapsing into a pool of blood.

"Ah! Murder!"

"Help!"

As the three bodies fell, the survivors screamed and fled the second floor.

Jiang Nian'an sheathed her knife and calmly chose a clean office seat to sit down.

He took out disinfectant wipes from the space and slowly wiped his hands.

"Those with thoughts are less useful than zombies outside, so they shouldn't live in this world."

She would kill any three of them who tried to use their bodies to force others to do disgusting things.