Hope Base, a red-light district of debauchery—a place of hedonism and decadence.
"Drunken Dreams" is the largest and most luxurious entertainment venue in Hope Base, rivaling even the pre-apocalyptic level. No one knows the owner's name or identity. Once, someone dared to cause trouble, only to die a gruesome death. Yet, the matter was downplayed and forgotten, with no one pursuing the issue.
Those who bully the weak are warned and lured; the "killing the chicken to scare the monkey" tactic of indulging in a life of debauchery is used with unparalleled skill. From then on, no one dared to challenge the authority of this decadent lifestyle.
"It's been a month, a whole month, and I haven't seen a trace of Lan Xiaoxiao, let alone Mo Chenggui. Lan Yihui, do you think it's fun to play me for fools?" The owner of the voice was none other than the underworld boss of Hope Base, who controlled 40% of Hope Base's power, both overtly and covertly.
"Brother Hei, please spare us! Please! We'll kowtow to you and beg you." Lan Yihui knelt on the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face, begging for mercy in a state of utter terror. Each kowtow was louder and more piercing than the last, each sound mercilessly striking the fragile hearts of Lan Qinying and Yang Hui, who were also kneeling and kowtowing for mercy.
"There are at least several thousand, if not ten thousand, of cowards like you who grovel and beg for forgiveness. Lan Yihui, I don't run a charity, and I'm not a soft-hearted person. A few people die every night in this 'Drunken Dream' place, even if it's not normal, who dares to say anything? I'm a fair person who rewards and punishes. If you have merit, I will reward you; if you have committed a crime, am I not allowed to punish you?" On the top floor of the "Drunken Dream" club, a handsome man in a white suit lay on a luxurious and comfortable chaise lounge made of thick top-grain cowhide, holding a huge teddy bear in his arms. His handsome face was buried in the leather, twisting and turning, and his deep voice was still surprisingly pleasant to hear.
Upon hearing this, Lan Yihui was so frightened that he wet himself and quickly apologized, "No, Brother Hei, it's not like that."
"That's not it, then what is it? I lent you people, created opportunities for you to be a hero and save the damsel in distress, gave you free food, and what did you give me in return? Just a bunch of empty words. Lan Yihui, I'm giving you one last chance. Go out and find your daughter right now and bring Mo Chenggui back to me. If Mo Chenggui doesn't show up, don't bother coming back to Hope Base. Just find a rope outside and hang yourself." The man poked half his head out, his bright eyes flashing with ferocity, perfectly complementing the way he roughly pulled on the teddy bear's ears, instantly doubling his imposing aura.
The fact that Brother Hei didn't kill him immediately made Lan Yihui feel fortunate, but at the same time, a sense of bewilderment and regret arose in his heart, which caused various physical and chemical reactions to transform into a strange emotion.
"Yes, Brother Hei." Survival was more important, so Lan Yihui discarded his complicated emotions and respectfully replied to the handsome man.
"Good to know. You may leave now!" The man waved his hand casually, paused, and added, "You can go out on your own to deal with Mo Chenggui. I will have someone take good care of your wife and daughter."
The word "hostage" was glaringly obvious to Lan Yihui. Resentful yet unable to speak out, Lan Yihui led Lan Qinying and Yang Hui out of the room.
Stepping out of the suffocating room, Lan Qinying and Yang Hui engaged in undisguised conversation. Lan Yihui listened intently to their eloquent discussion, utterly exhausted. His hunched back made him appear decades older.
"Mom, do you think Dad can find that bitch Lan Xiaoxiao?" Lan Qinying asked Yang Hui in a low voice.
Yang Hui lowered her head in thought, and said softly to Lan Qinying, "Z country is vast, finding someone is not so easy."
In a single sentence, just a dozen or so ordinary words, a sense of desolation and indifference is revealed.
"Mom, what should we do?" Lan Qinying is young and has always been protected by Lan Yihui and Yang Hui, so she is not mature or strong enough.
Yang Hui thought for a moment, then secretly glanced at the tightly closed door behind her. Thinking of the Black Boss, who sat atop a pedestal like an immortal, a surge of passion welled up in her heart. "Ying'er, do you like Black Boss?"
In peacetime, young girls dream of their prince charming; in the apocalypse, a handsome, roguish gangster becomes the perfect choice. Powerful, influential, and handsome, Lan Qinying's face flushed instantly. Her beautiful face, rosy complexion, and youthful innocence drew attention.
Yang Hui, having been through similar experiences, understood Lan Qinying's reaction perfectly. Mother and daughter exchanged a smile, their laughter more radiant than flowers. Lan Yihui wanted to stop them, but after a moment's thought, he remained silent, continuing to walk with his head down. A woman lost in a beautiful illusion couldn't be easily persuaded back. Lan Yihui only hoped to find Lan Xiaoxiao, bring back Mo Chenggui, complete Brother Hei's mission, and save his own life.
The handsome man in the decadent top-floor room had already decided the fate of the Lan family: "One month. Give Lan Yihui one month. After one month, regardless of whether he brings back Mo Chenggui or not, the three of them must die."
After the reply, there was no one else in the room.
The handsome man looked left and right to make sure there were no outsiders present. He then placed the large teddy bear on the sofa, stood up, and muttered, "Human bomb ready to launch, countdown five seconds, five, four, three, two, one, launch... bang."
The powerful impact was cushioned by the teddy bear, and the man landed safely in the bear's huge embrace, his two restless hands rubbing and poking at him, having a great time.
After the initial pleasure subsided, the man grabbed the teddy bear's two paws, hugged himself, and muttered, "Thank goodness for you."
Ignoring the mess at Hope Base, Ji Xiaoxiao and Mo Chenggui found a car and drove slowly along the road. Because of Mo Chenggui's presence, the zombies only dared to follow behind the car, eating dust, and dared not launch an attack to devour Ji Xiaoxiao alive.
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