Chapter 198 The Poor Kid in the Apocalypse 28
No matter what, they still have common sense. If someone carrying an electric charge touches them directly, they will definitely get shocked as well. Compared to saving their own lives, what does their companion matter?
The three exchanged glances, turned around without hesitation, and quickly disappeared from the surveillance footage, leaving their stunned neighbor behind.
After confirming that the three people had really left, Shen Ci's eyes turned cold; she would not leave any potential trouble behind.
She led Da Bao up to a room on the third floor of the villa with a wide view. There was a window that was specially designed to be opened slightly from the inside.
She gestured for Da Bao to be quiet, then picked up the recurve bow that had been kept there, drew an arrow, the arrowhead of which had already been coated with deadly poison.
He pushed the window open a crack and aimed the arrow at the good neighbor who was still sleeping on the floor by the door.
Hold your breath and aim.
"call out--!"
The first arrow pierced the air and precisely struck the neighbor's left chest, right in front of his heart.
"call out--!"
Then a second arrow pierced his abdomen.
The body on the ground convulsed violently for a moment, then fell completely still. It didn't wake up even though it was in so much pain; it must have been sleeping very soundly.
Shen Ci quickly closed the window and turned to Da Bao, who was staring in a daze.
"Remember, to be merciful to your enemy is to be cruel to yourself."
In the end times, anyone who could threaten our safety must not be allowed to live.
Now it's up to this good neighbor's own fate. Even if the arrow doesn't cause him to bleed to death, the poison on the arrowhead will kill him.
That's fate. If he hadn't been thinking about plundering other people's resources first, how could he have been abandoned by his companions and killed as a scapegoat?
If you stay quietly at home, you might still have a chance to survive. If you can just get through these few years, the world will slowly recover and be restored.
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, the other three survivors returned furtively.
Carrying several wooden sticks wrapped in thick cloth and wearing rubber gloves, the three men stealthily approached the villa. As soon as they got close, they saw the person sleeping at the door.
Hello, sleeping is not allowed here.
My good neighbor is now lying on the ground, already stiff and cold, with two bright arrows stuck in his chest and stomach, like he's here to cosplay the "borrowing arrows with straw boats" incident.
"hiss!"
Upon seeing the dead, stiff, bluish corpse, the three of them gasped in unison, staring at the body with horrified expressions.
"Dead, dead?! Old Liu, he's dead!"
One of them pointed at the corpse on the ground, his legs trembling uncontrollably, his voice distorted and shaking.
The man in sunglasses, who had been wearing them during the day, now looked very unwell. He crouched down, carefully avoiding the arrows, touched his neighbor's nose, and then touched his neck; it was terribly cold, as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator.
He was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand!
"She's dead, completely dead!"
"Yes, it was that woman who did it?"
Another man, thinner and taller, asked, his voice trembling. He subconsciously took two steps back. Since the apocalypse, they had seen many dead people, but seeing their companion die in front of them was more impactful.
Those who were drinking and eating with them just yesterday are now completely out of the picture.
"It must be her! Who else could it be but me?"
The man in sunglasses stood up, his eyes filled with both fear and anger. He kicked a nearby stone hard to vent his fear.
"Damn, this woman's ruthless! She even dared to finish me off!"
When people are afraid, they tend to express it through anger.
However, these people were not good people to begin with, and after a brief period of fear, greed emerged and defeated the fear.
The tall, thin man licked his lips, his eyes filled with urging.
"The more she acts like this, the more it means there's something good inside, right? She's afraid of being exposed! Otherwise, she could just hide and not come out, why would she come out to deliver the final blow?"
It was still pitch black all around, and there was a corpse in front of them. The three of them were a little scared, and another short, stocky man chimed in to bolster his courage.
"right!
She's all alone, with a child to support. There are three of us grown men, what are we afraid of?
Yesterday we didn't have the right tools, we weren't prepared. Today we have so many tools, let's take this place, the good stuff inside will keep us entertained for a long time!
The fear of death only frightened them for a moment, but the pursuit of profit overcame their fear, making them even more convinced that there must be a lot of good stuff in this villa, a piece of fat meat, oozing with oil.
The three grown men encouraged and cheered each other on in front of the corpse; they were quite united.
They put on rubber gloves, took wooden sticks wrapped in thick cloth, and another insulated crowbar, thinking that this would allow them to pry open the door without getting electrocuted, and began their attack.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The wooden sticks and crowbars slammed against the metal gate, making a loud noise.
However, the door remained completely unmoved, without even a dent. This door, made of ultra-thick explosion-proof alloy material, was not something that could be broken with a few blows.
The wall was high and slippery, with hidden sharp protective shields and an electric induction grid at the very top, making climbing impossible.
The three men pounded on the door for over ten minutes, each of them sweating profusely and panting heavily, but the door didn't react at all; not even a dent appeared on it.
"Damn it! What kind of gate is this?! It's so sturdy!"
The short, stocky man cursed and swung his arm, which was numb from the impact.
Just then, a lazy and mocking female voice came from above them.
"Gentlemen, are you practicing your martial arts in front of my house so early in the morning? Isn't that making a bit too much noise?"
A woman's voice suddenly rang out, startling the three of them. Looking up, they saw a person standing on the third-floor terrace of the villa.
Shen Ci was dressed in soft, comfortable loungewear, her long, black hair casually draped over her shoulders. She even held a glass of red wine in her hand, looking so elegant as she looked down at them as if they were monkeys.
The three people downstairs were sweating profusely, afraid of disturbing anyone. They worked anxiously for most of the day, but all their efforts were in vain. The people upstairs looked so calm and clean, even exuding a sense of luxury.
This is the apocalypse, zombies have appeared! And you're still living so comfortably?!
This contrast stunned the three of them, followed by a feeling of humiliation. They were determined to have all of this and enjoy it all!
The man in sunglasses dropped the crowbar in his hand and pointed upstairs, cursing.
"You bitch! You finally dared to show your face!"
"If you know what's good for you, open the door right now! Hand over everything inside! Maybe we brothers will spare your life!"
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