Chapter 304

There was a sudden knock on the door.

The woman who went out to take out the garbage is back.

"Did you enter my room? I told you not to enter my room, but you still wanted to enter my room?"

The woman was knocking on the door and shouting outside.

After a while, the shouting died down.

But then the sound of a knife hitting the door was heard. The woman must have gone to the kitchen to get a knife and came over to chop the door in an attempt to rush in.

"What should we do now? There is no window to jump out of here. Even if you want to jump out, there are eight floors here. We will definitely fall to our death. Not to mention there are guardrails here."

Chef Zhang squatted on the ground with his hands on his head, his body pressed tightly into the corner, wishing he could squeeze himself under the bed.

"Don't worry too much. Even if she opens the door and comes in, she can't beat us. We have two of us."

Green said comfortingly.

"But she has a knife in her hand. You know what a knife in her hand means? It means that if she touches us, we will feel pain and bleed. I can't believe you think I can withstand a knife?"

The chef asked with a pale face and wide, bloodshot eyes, staring at Green.

"Everything you said is your fault. I will kill you now and then use your body to beg her for mercy. After all, I am her son. Maybe she will forgive me because you are dead."

Chef Zhang suddenly jumped up and took out a small knife from somewhere.

Green snatched the knife from his hand.

He lay down softly again.

"I'm dying. It's all your fault. Meeting you is the worst thing that's happened to me. It must be the worst thing that's happened to me for eight lifetimes. You've ruined all the bad things that happened to me in my last life."

Chef Zhang was crying and wiping his face, squatting in the corner like a bullied wife, and his voice became increasingly unclear.

There was only a bang and the door was opened.

The woman with a kitchen knife in her hand, red eyes, wearing a dress and black high heels, put her face through the gap and stared at the two people in the room.

"How dare you sneak into my room? That's too much. None of you will get out alive tonight."

The woman stared at them and laughed as she spoke. She turned her face away, raised her hand and continued to chop at the broken part. The door, which had already been partially broken, became even bigger.

"What can we do now?"

Chef Zhang hugged himself and muttered to himself.

"It's just a person, not a ghost. Why are you so scared?"

Green couldn't understand.

"What do you know? What do you know?"

Chef Zhang shouted loudly.

"If you can beat me, then go ahead and beat me. I won't fight you. I just hope that I can die easily and joyfully. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have installed the guardrail and would have jumped directly."

Chef Zhang said with gritted teeth.

Green sighed.

All I heard was a bang.

The door was half broken, and then it was kicked and was about to fall.

A woman's laughter came from outside.

"Die!"

The woman slashed at the door again.

Green also kicked the door.

"What are you doing? If you want to die, just go out by yourself and don't drag me down with you, okay?"

Chef Zhang suddenly jumped up and shouted.

"I'm trying to figure out a solution. If you can't help, shut up and stop holding me back. Otherwise, you deserve to die. And if I don't die, I'm going to stab you a couple more times."

Green said to him grimly.

He shuddered and shrank back, motionless, as if dead.

Green kicked the already broken door twice and knocked it down. Because he was stronger, the door fell toward the outside of the house, pressing the woman down.

The woman wanted to run, but her speed was not fast enough, and she kept pushing forward, so she was suddenly trapped by the door.

Before Green walked over, Chef Zhang jumped up, rushed to the door, and stepped on the protrusion underneath again and again, with an excited expression on his face.

"I told you to want to kill me, and I told you to die. What kind of person are you? Are you mentally ill? Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Chef Zhang said this as he stomped on the door like he was tap dancing.

The woman below wanted to climb out, but she seemed to accidentally bump into the knife in her hand and let out a scream.

Chef Zhang was startled and jumped down from the door.

"Isn't he really dead?"

Chef Zhang asked Green.

"I don't think so, do I?"

Green said as he looked at the still squirming state below.

"What's her name? It's so annoying."

Chef Zhang jumped onto the door again and stepped on it.

"I think she's about to crawl out. You'd better be careful."

Green took a step back and said.

"I'm not a coward, what am I afraid of? If I can't beat him when he's in such a state, I'd be wasting my time as a chef."

Chef Zhang shook his head and said proudly.

"Whatever you want."

Green laughed twice and said.

A hand holding a knife suddenly stretched out from the gap in the broken door, and with two bangs, it tried to chop the legs of Chef Zhang who was jumping around on it.

"What is this? What is this?"

Chef Zhang suddenly jumped out of the door again, landed on the ground and asked in shock.

"It's not dead yet. I wonder if we have stimulated its second form."

Green stroked his chin.

"Are you still thinking at this moment, should we open the door and run out?"

Chef Zhang pulled Green aside and asked.

"I think if I run out, I might be caught up, and thrown to the ground and killed in front of other people's confused eyes. They will just think that you died inexplicably."

Green said leisurely.

"Don't scare me like that all the time, okay? I'm not that brave."

Chef Zhang was a little dissatisfied and waved his fist at the air.

"You just said you were quite courageous."

Green glanced at him.

"Being courageous doesn't mean being brave enough."

Chef Zhang shuddered.

"No matter what, it has come to this today. I am afraid it will be a fight to the death. Either we kill this person today, or she will kill us later."

Green said slowly.

"Is there any way for us not to kill her and for her not to kill us?"

Chef Zhang asked.

"Maybe we could hit her and make her pass out, and the next morning she would ask us what happened yesterday and why you were all watching me by my bed. That would mean the incident is over."

Green replied.

"Then why don't you do anything? What are you waiting for?"

Chef Zhang asked.

"I'm waiting for you to make a decision, whether to kill, release or beat him. Just now, you were so excited, I thought you wanted to handle it yourself, so I didn't do anything. But now you want me to pay for my work."

Green said.

"Didn't I pay for it before?"

Chef Zhang was puzzled.

"The money you paid me before did not include the money for me to kill or beat someone for you, or send someone to the hospital. Do you remember? You paid me before because you lost your memory."

Green spread his hands.

"How much do you want?"

Chef Zhang asked.

The woman crawled out from under the door, using her limbs, her body twisted and bloody, bones sticking out of her legs and feet. It looked like she would die if she was not taken to the hospital in time.

The knife she had just held in her hand was stuck in her wrist.

"Kill you, kill you!"

The woman muttered to herself and crawled towards the two of them quickly, as fast as a cockroach or a spider.

"At least 100 bucks."

Green replied.

"If you can resolve the danger, I will give it to you right away. I will give you 1,000 yuan."

Chef Zhang jumped up.

"Yes, at your service, sir."

Green replied.

The woman had appeared before them.

Chef Zhang started screaming.

Looks like he's about to pass out.

Green stepped on the woman who was looking up and opening her mouth to bite. The woman was like a turtle that could not turn over. She waved her arms and legs, trying hard to grab something from Green.

Green accurately found a blood vessel in the woman's neck and pressed it.

In just three seconds, the woman's limbs lay limp and motionless on the ground.

Five seconds later, Green let go of his hand. The woman's cheeks were flushed, and she closed her eyes as if she was immersed in a peaceful sleep, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Are you alright?"

Chef Zhang stopped screaming.

He walked carefully to Green, pulled Green's clothes and asked, "Are we safe now?"

"If you don't give us money, we're still not safe."

Green replied.

"I'll give you the money now."

Chef Zhang nodded repeatedly.

The woman on the ground actually moved again, which scared him again.

"What's going on? I thought he was dead. Is he unkillable? Or is he resurrected? How come such a good thing didn't happen to me? Is my luck so bad?"

Chef Zhang moved away from Green and the woman on the ground.

Green found a quilt and wrapped the woman in it.

"I think I need a rope."

Green said to Chef Zhang.

Chef Zhang nodded and took out a roll of black shoelaces from the drawer.

“Does this thing work?”

He asked tremblingly while holding the things.

"Give it to me."

Green held out his hand.

Chef Zhang threw the ball of shoelaces into Green's hands. Green untied the ball of shoelaces. The woman opened her eyes under the quilt and wanted to struggle.

Green was quick to move and put the rope outside the quilt.

He also tied a knot.

Several shoelaces tied up the quilt from beginning to end, so the woman inside the quilt was also tied up.

"Her hands and feet are not tied. What if she crawls out from under the quilt?"

Chef Zhang asked.

"Let's take him to the hospital. That way we won't look like kidnappers."

Green pinched the blood vessels and trachea on the woman's neck. The woman's eyes rolled back and she fainted again. Chef Zhang nodded.

"Come and help me. Do you want me to handle this alone?"

Green asked.

"If you want me to handle it, you should give me half of the money you just got."

Chef Zhang said.