Chapter 30 The purpose is clear

"Do you have any self-awareness?"

Is it okay for Yu Fei’s team to swear?

I endured it for the sake of the skewers.

Lan Shiruo continued, "Each of you looks like an African refugee. I doubt the supplies you mentioned actually exist. And whether more than half of the psychics actually exist. Aren't there more than twenty of them? And what about the rest?"

Yu Fei gritted his teeth and said, "Guard the car outside."

"Can you hold on? No one would want to rob you, after all, you're poorer than everyone else. It's not easy for you to get to where you are. It's a miracle that you're still alive. You should have some brains. Why do you look so clueless? Do we look so stupid? Would we believe your nonsense?"

"Miss Lan," Yu Fei said angrily, "You gave us a few skewers just to humiliate us? Isn't that too extravagant?"

Lan Shiruo smiled, "It's quite luxurious."

"Go away! They're looking for death. We don't deserve to follow them. They really think they're invincible just because they killed a few thugs. If Long Zhan was that easy to deal with, no one in City B would give in to him. They don't know what's good for them."

The others didn't want to leave. They hadn't eaten anything good for three days. They only had a piece of bread and half a bottle of water every day. They were really hungry.

Yu Fei was so angry. He felt so embarrassed because of these teammates who were dragging him down.

Miaomiao had already grilled the skewers, and Lan Shiruo called out, "If you don't want to leave, come and have some. After all, the food is good, so don't waste it."

More than a dozen people looked at each other and rushed over to grab the food. Yu Fei was ashamed and angry and wanted to stop them, but the group of people who suddenly jumped in from the window were fast, fierce and decisive, and snatched the food directly from other people's mouths.

Yu Fei's team dared not speak out and could only lick their fingers more.

The big man who rushed in, holding a butcher knife in his hand, used to be a butcher, said, "What else can we eat? Bring it out quickly."

Lan Shiruo's smile didn't reach her eyes. "Okay, Miaomiao, there's some meat in the car. Go get it and grill it together."

"I understand, sister." Miaomiao glared at the group of people and reluctantly went to move the meat. It would be worse to feed it to dogs than to feed it to them.

The general dog lay on the legs of its old master, docile and harmless.

Yunshui Yao took a mirror and put medicine on her face. She would apply it whenever she had time. In such a short time, she had used up two tubes of ointment. "Little Lan is so mean."

He Lian looked at her and got goose bumps all over her body. She couldn't stand Yunshui Yao's coquettishness the most. "Shiruo, there aren't many people outside."

"It's all voluntary whether you come or not. Don't pay attention to them. Just pay attention to Long Zhan and his group."

"clear."

Miaomiao went to get the meat, and several men followed behind. As soon as the car door opened, they pulled Miaomiao away and started to eat. They thought the car was filled with gold and silver, but when they looked inside, they found a small cardboard box with only three or four pounds of meat, which was well cut. "Damn it, if I had known earlier, I would have come here sooner. I let a bunch of bitches waste so much."

"Hurry up, I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

Miaomiao watched them leave coldly, closed the car door, and a little flame of excitement danced in her eyes.

The second floor had been occupied by outsiders, and the four people and one mastiff were driven into a corner. They were a little afraid at first, especially the Tibetan mastiff, but now they realized that it was just a thing that looked good but was useless. They won by surprise.

A group of people were shouting about how to make the most of a few pounds of meat. To this end, they added a lot of things, took out a big iron pot, and made a stew.

They are not in a hurry to leave, as they can make more money from the bounty later.

Long Zhan is a pervert, but he knows how to win people over, which is why he has a group of subordinates working for him.

"Here it comes." He Lian said softly.

Lan Shiruo asked Yunshui Yao, "Have the gifts been given out?"

"Don't worry about Xiao Teng Teng. She has already sent it out. The guests should be halfway there."

"Okay, let's delay a little longer."

"Sister, can I be a little rough? They ate so much of our flesh, it hurts me."

"Okay, no need to hold back. Long Zhan should be happy to see us fight each other."

The four people and the mastiff began to move their hands and feet. To survive in the apocalypse, they had to be ruthless.

"Hey, Brother Long, why did you come here in person?" The butcher shouted from the window, with a hint of arrogance in his respect.

Long Zhan's whole body exuded a gloomy atmosphere, especially his smile, which was cold and grim. "My brother was murdered, so naturally I have to personally inquire about it. What should I call you, brother?"

"I don't dare to call you my brother, and I'm not willing to listen to your call of servility. I've always stood up for what's wrong, and I saw a few women being so audacious and reckless as to harm my brothers. I couldn't stand it, so I took my brothers to fight. These women were really cunning, and they killed several of my brothers. Fortunately, our efforts were not in vain, and we managed to capture them. We were just about to send them to you, but I didn't expect you to come in person."

Long Zhan curled his lips, "Thank you so much, brother. I, Long, will pay for the burial of your fallen brothers. I wonder if you can hand them over to us now to comfort my brothers' spirits in heaven?"

"Brother Long is so polite. I shouldn't have accepted it, but my brother and his family still need to survive, so I shamelessly accepted it. Thank you for your consideration, Brother Long. Come, tie him up and hand him over to Brother Long."

The butcher called on his brothers to kidnap people, believing that with so many of them, a few women were nothing to be afraid of.

The minions next to Long Zhan downstairs were puzzled. "Boss, they are just a few women. We can do it ourselves. Why should we let these people take advantage of us? They are just some self-righteous fools."

Long Zhan curled his lips, "He's a bit stupid, but he's still useful. He can easily kill Biao Hu and his men, so he must have some skills. We'll suffer losses if we fight him head-on, but when someone offers to help, why not? Besides, my things, Long Zhan's, are not easy to come by."

The little minions laughed, "The boss is still the best."

Long Zhan narrowed his eyes at his little brother, his deep thoughts reminding him all the time not to be fooled by performances, but he still couldn't help enjoying the popularity. The feeling of being the best was really great.

The four people and the mastiff looked at the group of people who surrounded them, and the smiles on their faces gradually grew bigger. Before everyone could understand the reason for the strange smiles, the four people and the mastiff moved.

Each of them held a knife, and their purpose was not to kill, but to bleed.

The generals and ministers also struck gently, drawing only blood but leaving no bones injured.

Screams followed one after another, and the butcher put away the smug look on his face, "What are they doing? Can't a few women take care of them?"

The little brother was angry. How could he be weaker than a woman? He quickly picked up various weapons and attacked the four people and the mastiff.

The battle was fierce. Long Zhan smiled, and the minions quickly flattered him, "Boss, you are so good at predicting things."

Long Zhan sneered, his blood boiling. He really liked the taste of blood.

They were outnumbered, and four people and a mastiff were not gods, so injuries were inevitable. But compared with the others who were bled, they were much better off. Their goal was not to win or kill people, but to delay time. They moved flexibly in the crowd, and the fact that the other side had more people made it easier for them.

The smell of blood spread in the small space, becoming more and more abundant and stronger. The butcher was furious. He had just boasted in front of Long Zhan, but in the blink of an eye, he was slapped in the face. He grabbed the butcher knife, shouted, and rushed forward.

(End of this chapter)