Chapter 65 Gasoline Found
Qin Yali's legs were extensively burned and she was slashed on the back by Xia Xiaoman. Her face was distorted in pain and she let out a heart-wrenching wail.
Seeing that she was an old acquaintance, Xia Xiaoman did not kill her immediately. "Hey, I want to know how I offended you. Why do you keep provoking me?"
She really couldn't understand it. She and Qin Yali had little communication at school. Even though they lived in the same community and the same building, they would never say hello when they met. Why did Qin Yali keep pestering her?
Qin Yali's saline solution was gushing out in pain. She raised her head in embarrassment, "You deserve it! Who told you to have no sympathy at all? I told you that I broke up with my boyfriend and wanted to stay at your house for a few days, but you refused to even open the door!"
"Do you know that it's because of you that I was bullied by the people my boyfriend brought with him! It's because of you that I was given to other men like a gift by my boyfriend!"
"Why should I be bullied like this when you are fine? You are a fatherless and motherless bitch, why do you live better than me?"
Qin Yali stared at Xia Xiaoman, her eyes full of resentment and her face twisted and sinister, as if she wanted to eat her alive.
Xia Xiaoman raised her eyebrows, "I see, since you hate me so much, then continue to hate me! Enjoy the pain of your life passing by."
She picked up the axe and chopped at the next corpse, ignoring Qin Yali.
Qin Yali's legs were burned and her back was chopped. She might not survive even if she was sent to the hospital. If killing her directly doesn't make her feel better, then let her die in pain!
After the axe was used to chop all the corpses in the villa, the living room suddenly became much quieter, with only Qin Yali's painful groans and sobs coming from some corner.
Xia Xiaoman followed the faint whimpering sound and carefully went to the basement. She took out a strong light and shone it inside through the small window on the door.
It was full of young boys and girls in thin clothes. Some were hung by an iron chain as thick as their wrists, some had their limbs chained to the bed, and some had leather dog collars around their necks and could only kneel on the ground.
Xia Xiaoman took out a set of men's clothes from the space and put them on, then put on a baseball cap and a mask. She was fully armed to make sure no one could recognize her, then she raised the axe and smashed open the door of the basement.
When the people in the basement heard the noise at the door, they all widened their eyes in fear, and some of the timid ones could not control their trembling.
Xia Xiaoman opened the door, threw a knife at the girl in the dog collar, and said in a low voice: "The people outside are either dead or alive. Unlock the door and leave."
After that, without caring about the reactions of the people inside, he returned to the first floor and searched the rooms for loot.
Qin Yali was quite tenacious. Even though she was badly injured, she was still able to use her hands to drag her body towards the door.
Xia Xiaoman went upstairs and found that she was almost at the door. He took out two forks from his bag and nailed her hands to the ground.
"Ahhh!! Xia Xiaoman! Kill me if you dare!!"
Qin Yali's face was distorted with pain, but Xia Xiaoman didn't even look at her and went to the room to search for the spoils.
The dead bald man was quite capable. He opened the garage and saw a silver pickup truck with peeling paint parked squarely inside. Xia Xiaoman's eyes lit up, and he glanced around. Seeing that there was no one, he quickly put the pickup truck into the space.
Since he had a car, he should have stored some gasoline. Xia Xiaoman looked in every room. There were three rooms on the first floor. One was for living, and the other two were full of various supplies.
There were cigarettes, alcohol, food, and everything else. In another room was what she needed most: gasoline. More than 20 barrels of gasoline, enough for her to use for a while.
Xia Xiaoman collected all the supplies in the room.
Leaving some supplies for the victims in the basement? Impossible.
With the government in place, as long as you have hands and feet, you won't starve to death. She rescued those people and it was good enough that she didn't ask them for compensation, so how could she leave supplies for them?
They were pitiful, but there were too many pitiful people in this world. She was not a savior, and breaking open the basement door was her only remaining kindness.
After collecting the supplies on the first floor, Xia Xiaoman went to the second floor.
There are also four rooms on the second floor, three bedrooms for living and a study room filled with cigarettes, alcohol and food.
The cigarettes, alcohol, and food here were much higher quality than those on the first floor. She had limited experience and could not recognize the brands of the cigarettes and alcohol, but she knew they were good stuff just by looking at the packaging.
There was nothing good in the two secondary bedrooms, but there was a safe in the master bedroom. Xia Xiaoman smashed it open violently, and found that it was filled with golden gold, weighing more than ten kilograms.
The leisure area on the third floor was converted into a bedroom and there were not many supplies.
Xia Xiaoman walked around and went downstairs to leave. When she reached the second floor, she heard a creepy scream from the living room on the first floor.
Xia Xiaoman gripped the axe tightly and walked down the stairs carefully.
In the living room, several boys and girls surrounded Qin Yali, and one of the girls stabbed Qin Yali with a knife.
When Xia Xiaoman saw that the scream came from Qin Yali, her tense nerves relaxed a little.
A young man who was watching noticed Xia Xiaoman's presence. Fearing that Xia Xiaoman would think they were cruel, he explained with trembling lips: "Yes, she tricked us here. She, she deserves to die."
Xia Xiaoman glanced at the half-dead Qin Yali on the ground and said, "Deal with the bodies before you leave. Too many bodies piled together can easily breed disease."
After saying this, Xia Xiaoman walked straight out the door, found the bicycle he had hidden, and rode away.
The young man was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and looked at Qin Yali wailing on the ground with a sinister face, and joined the team of slaughter.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Qin Yali's heart-wrenching screams gradually weakened and soon disappeared into the darkness...
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It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when Xia Xiaoman returned home. After taking a shower, he took out the liquor from the space.
A lot of Molotov cocktails were wasted today, and she needed to replenish some. It was a bit of a waste to use medical alcohol to make Molotov cocktails, but fortunately she found a lot of high-concentration liquor today, which would allow her to make at least hundreds of Molotov cocktails.
Xia Xiaoman put bottles of expensive liquor into transparent glass cups. If some wine connoisseurs saw this, I wonder how sad they would be.
After working until the early morning, Xia Xiaoman finally lay down on the bed to sleep.
I had a good night's sleep, but when I woke up I felt pain all over my body. I lifted my clothes and looked in the mirror. I was hit by several sticks last night, and now all the wounds were swollen.
I was still careless. Xia Xiaoman used medicated wine to wipe the wound, and simply applied the medicated wine to the parts of my back that I couldn't reach.
"Sister Xiaoman! Are you up?" Su Ran's voice came from outside.
Xia Xiaoman wiped the medicinal wine off her hands with a cloth and went out to open the door. Su Ran smelled the strong smell of medicinal wine and asked with concern, "Sister, are you hurt?"
Xia Xiaoman shook her head, "I wasn't paying attention during training yesterday and pulled a muscle. What's up so early in the morning?"
"Brother Yang and I will take a break this afternoon to carry water. Can I borrow your bicycle?"
"Okay, I'll get it for you."
Xia Xiaoman went back to the house and took out the bicycle. He also took out a few large oil bottles and hung them on the handlebars. "By the way, please bring me a few bottles of water."
Su Ran nodded, "No problem."
The water pipes are not yet connected. If you want to drink water, you need to work to get it. The water distributed by the government is too little, only 1,000 milliliters a day.
In order to have more flexible water supply, they still maintain the habit of transporting water every few days on the 15th floor.
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