[There are all sorts of people out there. We helped you clear out the zombies outside, and now you're trying to cling to us.]
"Ah, ya!" Upon hearing this, Ye Zhi waved her little fist, filled with righteous indignation.
【I didn't say I wanted your supplies, did I? Since you've already asked, I'll take your supplies, but not your people!】
They are not the Virgin Mary.
The second rule for survival in the apocalypse: Remember the story of the farmer and the snake; sympathize with those you love and bear their fate; pity those you have and suffer their misfortunes.
Before Grandpa Song and the others could speak, sounds came from inside the roller shutter door again, and at the same time, people from inside the supermarket came out.
It was a family: a middle-aged couple with a boy of about fifteen or sixteen.
The middle-aged man looked cowardly, while the woman had a sharp and sarcastic expression.
The boy with acne-covered face looked at Ye Zhi, who had called out, with disdain in his eyes. His unpleasant, hoarse voice, typical of a boy going through puberty, came through the room: "Why do you have a baby here? He's just a burden. Throw him away."
"Tch, there's also an old man who's about to die. It's better to bring our whole family along than to carry two burdens."
The middle-aged man's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.
"You're asking for it!" Ye Jingyu couldn't hold back any longer; how dare he call his precious daughter a burden.
A jet of water shot towards the arrogant young man, followed closely by lightning released by Song Yuanqing.
The lightning bolt was even faster, passing over the water column and crackling as it brushed past it.
The boy tried to dodge, but found that he couldn't move at all. A cold glint flashed in Song Moshang's eyes.
"What are you all standing there for? Help me!" The boy's hoarse voice was really unpleasant to hear. His face was panicked, and he was anxiously asking his parents for help. His tone was very rude.
"What are you doing! What do you want to do! Just because you have superpowers, you can do whatever you want and hurt minors? He's still a child!" The middle-aged woman panicked and tried to pull the boy into her arms.
But they found they couldn't pull it!
Her son's body was tied to the branches of a large tree nearby; she, a woman, was no match for the strength of a tree deeply embedded in the ground.
"Wang Ao! What are you standing there for? Come and save your son!"
The middle-aged woman, panting heavily, grabbed a tree branch for support and turned to face her child's father, who was stunned by the lightning.
By the time she turned around to speak, the lightning and water jets had already arrived.
"Ah—" The boy's hair stood on end, and a scream echoed through the sky.
"Roar, roar." The zombies in the distance heard the commotion and roared, the sound growing louder as they approached.
The stench of decay, which had almost dissipated from the streets, returned.
"Pfft." The water jet struck the boy, and the lingering lightning, amplified by the water, once again unleashed its power on him.
"Ah, uh." The boy, trembling from the electric shock, foamed at the mouth, his eyes rolled back, clearly having passed out.
But the body that was being controlled by Grandpa Song did not collapse.
"Ah, Xiao Bing, my son, oh, oh, oh, oh!" The middle-aged woman heard her son's scream, turned around abruptly, and then her whole body began to convulse; she had also been electrocuted.
Tree branches wetted by water jets have an electrical conductivity.
The middle-aged man, who had already reached out to help but hadn't even touched his wife and children, abruptly withdrew his hand.
"I'm calling the police! You're killing innocent people indiscriminately! You bunch of executioners!" The man shakily pulled out his phone from his pocket, a glimmer of hope shining in his eyes.
He was going to call the police to subdue the zombies and the executioners.
Everything will be alright once the police arrive.
Everything will get better. His mute brother will come back, and his family won't have to live in the supermarket in darkness anymore.
A series of busy tones followed, a tone he was used to hearing, and the light in his eyes dimmed instantly.
There are no police officers left now; everyone is too busy running for their lives, and the police stations are empty.
"Thump." The man knelt down on the ground.
"Waaaaah!" She covered her face with her hands, her body trembling uncontrollably, and burst into tears.
They can't go back; they can never go back.
Ye Zhi's family across the street: ?
Does he have epilepsy?
Ye Zhi knew, of course, that the middle-aged man was crying, but she couldn't empathize with him.
Selfish, cowardly people who wait for others to rescue them cannot gain her sympathy.
"Useless!" Ye Jingyu sneered.
Holding Ye Zhi in his arms, he walked straight past the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground and the mother and child who were still convulsing, and entered their supermarket.
Lu Ke kindly dug a hole under the feet of the three of them and said, "Go in there."
How dare you say he's about to be buried? Today, we'll bury you all.
As soon as they entered, a stench, a mixture of feces, urine, and snack smells, hit them.
"It stinks! These people don't even clean up their own excrement properly." Old Master Song frowned and couldn't help but complain.
With the help of the light shining through the roller shutter, the group was able to see the interior of the supermarket.
This is a small, privately owned supermarket that carries basic rice, flour, cooking oil, and various condiments, with the rest being snacks.
The snacks displayed on the outermost side of the supermarket had been almost completely eaten, and the floor was littered with snack wrappers.
"Qingqing, you take Xiaotiandou out first. We men can carry the things inside." Ye Jingyu put Ye Zhi in Song Yuanqing's arms and pushed Song Yuanqing out. Their two little fairies couldn't stay in such a dirty place.
"Ah, but I've already put everything inside away." Ye Zhi tilted her head in confusion. The moment Ye Jingyu led her into the supermarket, she had already put all the remaining supplies into her spatial storage.
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