When the two rushed to the location, the scene before them stunned even Zhang Yang, who was used to seeing big scenes.
"Who are these people? We're surrounded, and it's almost dawn. It shouldn't be zombies at this hour. Why is the door open? And then..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but Jiang Ruan knew he was worried about the people inside, his own people.
Because several people have already fallen in pools of blood.
A huge crowd of people completely surrounded the mall. Some were dressed in uniform and looked serious and fierce, while others were dressed casually and looked like they had nothing better to do than join in the fun.
Some were completely covered up, with only their eyes showing, looking around with a slightly sinister air.
Although the group looked somewhat disjointed, they all had one thing in common: they were all carrying a large woven bag in each hand.
In his other hand, he held a knife of varying sizes.
It looked like they were there to launch a punitive expedition, or perhaps to rob someone.
The sky began to lighten, and it was already extremely cold despite it being late summer or early autumn.
Jiang Ruan tightened her clothes. She knew that as the apocalypse progressed, the weather was beginning to show signs of something being wrong.
But this is just the most common thing in the apocalypse.
"Walk!"
Jiang Ruan, without making a sound, led Zhang Yang closer to the crowd. As they got closer, they heard their discussion.
"Hey, tell me, they've been searching inside for so long, why haven't they opened those doors yet? Are they planning to hide them away?"
"No, haven't you heard? Everyone's eyes are sharp these days. If he wanted to hide something, or try to take something for himself, do you think no one would see it?"
"Oh yeah, you're right. Let's wait a little longer, I can't wait."
...
After listening to their conversation, Jiang Ruan finally understood the cause and effect, and why they didn't stay at home and hide away at a time like this, but instead came out and gathered in this secluded shopping mall as if they were courting death.
It turned out that the former owner of the mall always thought Jiang Ruan would lose everything after he bought it, but unexpectedly, Jiang Ruan never intended to make any money.
In addition, he risked his life to escape from the zombies, only to witness hordes of zombies arriving and dying rapidly.
Driven by curiosity and a desire for help, he had come a few days earlier, only to be rejected by a woman.
As they shoved each other, he glimpsed the magnificent interior through the half-open door, then looked at the sturdy defenses outside. The seeds of jealousy began to ferment in his heart and quickly grew stronger.
So he publicized the matter and brought in some people to cause trouble.
At this time, famine was raging everywhere, and if there were a secluded paradise, no one would refuse to come.
"Should we just charge in? The fact that they're so arrogant means the government can't spare the energy to deal with them anymore. Society is in chaos, so even if we do something outrageous, it won't matter."
Zhang Yang's meaning was clear: kill him as soon as possible.
After all, they killed people first, and it seems that it was a few members of the national investigation team at the time.
"Come closer and take a look. I need to know who's behind this, and who dared to listen to that person and hurt someone on my turf." Jiang Ruan's expression was serious, a seriousness she had never shown before, her brows and eyes deep, revealing a hint of coldness.
Zhang Yang secretly felt a chill for the person in front of him. He didn't know why, but every time Jiang Ruan showed such an expression, he felt a sense of oppression from the depths of his heart, a feeling that forced him to bow his head to him.
If this is the case for me, then others probably aren't much better off.
The two had a strong presence. Although their clothing was not obvious and they had deliberately smeared ash on their faces, making them look like people who had fled here, there was an indescribable sense of distance between them.
Most of the people around had witnessed the horrific scenes of zombies injuring people and had an instinctive sense of danger, so they all automatically avoided the two of them.
Perhaps the commotion inside was too loud and too captivating, because even as they fearfully moved to the side, they had no interest in scrutinizing the two individuals.
This gave the two the opportunity to reach the door.
Inside the door, Wan Mei, An Xia, and An Chun were kneeling in the middle of the living room, their legs and feet bound, staring blankly at the black-clad men who were frantically banging on the door.
They smashed Jiang Ruan's door, which was sealed shut and had no password; even if you had a bomb, you couldn't open it.
"Brother, this door is too hard, we can't open it," the man sweating profusely said to the man standing next to An Xia.
"Is that so? Is there any door in this world that I can't open? If there is, I'll smash it open for you, otherwise, what use are you useless people to me!" The man's roar and shouts echoed throughout the living room, making people's ears hurt.
The man's name was Wei Ming, the leader of the assassins in the Qilin Path. He would usually throw his subordinates to zombies or punish them in other ways if they could not meet his needs.
"Yes, yes, let's try again." The man shrank back in fear and quickly picked up the hammer to continue smashing.
He was afraid that if he was even a little slow, he would be fed to the zombies, after all, he knew Wei Ming's methods.
After scolding his underlings, Wei Ming squatted down and waved the knife around An Xia's face, piercing the skin a few times.
"It would be such a shame to hurt such a beautiful and delicate face," Wei Ming said, gesturing as he spoke, his words dripping with threat.
"Don't touch her. If you've got the guts, come find me. You trash, you only dare to bully her." Wan Mei knew that Jiang Ruan liked An Xia the most, and she liked her too. She had a good personality, and the two were already good friends.
She didn't want to get hurt.
"No, you should stay with me. Don't listen to her. I'm thick-skinned, I'm not afraid!" An Xia couldn't resist the advances and quickly refused.
Wei Ming stared at the two men with a black line on his forehead. They hadn't been afraid from the beginning, unlike those few rude men who were all talk and no action but actually had no real skills.
The only one with any skill was trapped in the room and couldn't get out, nor could he get in.
Watching the three women politely deferring to each other, as if they were simply discussing the weather, there was no tension, and they didn't seem to care about me at all.
"That's enough. I'll count to three. If none of you know the password, you're all going to be zombies. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."
“1”
"Anxia, why hasn't Jiang Ruan arrived yet? If she doesn't come soon, we're really doomed!" Wan Mei moved closer to Anxia, feeling that this person understood Jiang Ruan the most.
"Don't even mention it. She can't be off having fun by herself, can she? I can't get in touch with her on the phone, it's always busy. If she doesn't come out soon, I'll have to collect her corpse." An Xia looked up at the sky, a little helpless.
"No way, they've all been fed to the zombies, how can there be any corpses left to collect!" An Chun said, shrinking his head and hunching forward.
Seeing that the three remained unmoved and even started chatting, Wei Ming gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to continue counting, "2".
"Shut up! If it weren't for you, I would have hidden away by now. Why did you insist on eating ice cream and admiring the night view outside? How could I let them in?" An Xia stared at her younger sister speechlessly.
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