Apocalypse: I am Cannon Fodder, What's Wrong with Being a Little Bad?

[Female novel + space + zombie cores + ensemble + abilities + mutated animals and plants.]

Lu Nangge transmigrated into an apocalyptic novel, becoming the cannon fodder—the male supporting ch...

Chapter 193 Boom boom boom...

Chapter 193 Boom boom boom...

Zhong Song suddenly stepped forward, blocking the newcomers' view with his body: "Captain Hong, it was just a minor accident."

His voice was so loud it seemed he wanted everyone to hear: "Thanks to these kind passersby who put out the fire in time, otherwise the entire villa area would have been in disaster!"

The verbal battle between He Zhuo and Zhao Huan had already alarmed the entire villa area.

At this moment, pairs of eyes peered through the gaps in the curtains, watching how things would unfold.

As the group in red uniforms gathered, the previously closed doors began to open one by one.

The survivors, wrapped in pajamas and slippers, whispered amongst themselves at a safe distance.

"Tell me, what happened?"

"Didn't you hear what Captain Zhong said? They were just trying to help put out the fire..."

"It's clearly murder..."

"Exactly! I saw those heads explode like watermelons, bang bang bang!"

"That's amazing!"

"Shh... mind your own business..."

These whispers passed by like the wind, and Hong's group did not catch any information.

Captain Hong squinted at Lu Nange and her group: "Oh? Can you all see the cause of the fire?"

Chi Yanzhou continued, "Not at all..."

Captain Hong suddenly turned to the survivors who had gathered around: "Did anyone witness what happened?"

Adhering to the principle of "better to avoid trouble than to cause trouble," and with Lu Nange and her group, they were clearly not to be trifled with.

They don't want to be the next watermelon, whose head will be gone in a flash!

That's terrible...

The survivors who were watching all shook their heads and backed away...

Captain Hong's sharp gaze fixed on the crowd: "Really not?"

A woman in silk pajamas stomped forward in her high-heeled slippers: "Hey, Mr. Hong, who are you trying to impress?"

She stood with her hands on her hips, her nails almost poking Captain Hong's nose, a mocking smile playing on her lips: "Ask, ask, ask... I didn't spend so many crystal cores to live in this villa to be your prisoner!"

[Just kidding, my husband has his eye on these ruthless guys. I can't afford to mess with them, so why would I be afraid of a mere doorman like you?]

She glanced at Lu Nange and her group out of the corner of her eye: [I wonder if they're satisfied with my performance just now...]

Captain Hong's face was ashen, but he forced a smile: "Ms. You, we were just making a routine inquiry. Since there's nothing else, we'll be leaving now."

Ms. You waved her hand: "Get lost, you're in the way..."

Team Leader Hong said to the men he brought, "Go..." As he turned around, his back teeth were grinding together.

As soon as the red-uniformed team slunk away, the survivors who had been watching immediately put on smiles, nodded slightly to Lu Nange and her group, and returned to their villas.

Ms. You brushed a stray hair from her temple, a smile playing on her lips as she looked at Lu Nange and her group: "That guy surnamed Hong is just a snob. You're all young; if he comes again, just give him a shout, and I'll take care of him!"

Gu Wan: "Thank you so much, sister!"

"A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative!" Ms. You swayed back as she walked, her chunky-heeled slippers tapping out a cheerful rhythm on the stone pavement. "I live in building 1812, come visit anytime!"

Gu Wan: "Okay, sister."

Ms. You thought to herself, "That's enough." She successfully used her facial recognition and said, "Then I'll be going. Call me if you need anything!" She then walked back to her villa in her chunky-heeled slippers.

After the crowd dispersed, Zhong Song said, "Thank you all for helping put out the fire. We won't bother you any longer if there's nothing else."

Chi Yanzhou nodded slightly: "Thank you for your hard work, Captain Zhong!"

Only when the villa gate was completely closed did Zhong Song's shoulders slump as if his bones had been removed.

The young guard beside him collapsed to his knees.

"Captain Zhong, what should we do?"

Zhong Song grabbed him and said, "What do we do? Nothing... If you want to save your life, let's pretend we saw nothing today..."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The guards nodded vigorously.

"We didn't see anything. Otherwise, we'd either have been shot in the head by these guys, or Zhao Ding would have arranged for us to be buried with that idiot Zhao Huan!"

"Anyway, no one saw it. As for that idiot Zhao Huan, who knows where he died?"

Team Leader Zhong: "Keep your mouth shut, our lives are the most important thing!"

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