The video Ye Zhao posted to the group went viral and became the focus of everyone's discussion.
[Holy shit, there is such a thing as Storage Card? Lao Zhou You are so lucky!]
[Brother Zhou Where are you now? Send the coordinates and we will pick you up right away!]
[Brother Zhou It's better to come to us. We have food, drink, medicine and beauties here. We guarantee to meet all your requirements Brother Zhou~]
[As long as Brother Zhou is willing to join us, he will be our guest, and the supplies will of course belong to Brother Zhou! We can also guarantee the safety of Brother Zhou!]
[Brother Zhou, where is that woman now? If we could know how to evolve items, what would we have to worry about?]
When Ye Zhao saw this message, he couldn't help but praise him for being so smart. Everyone else just wanted to pick peaches, but he only wanted to cook for himself.
In just a moment, each of her mobile phones received no less than a hundred friend requests.
It seems that the temptation of Storage Card is really big.
She passed it one by one, and her hand almost cramped as she clicked. She didn't rush to reply, so she said in the group: [So many people have added me as friends, thank you for your kindness! There are indeed many good people in this world, [pen refill]]
Group:...
Ye Zhao is satisfied, okay, let's watch their performance next.
But the first priority was to replenish herself with blood, otherwise she would really lose too much blood and faint.
She walked around the house surnamed Zhou a few times. Good guy, the house was full of food, drink, and medicine. A lot of people had been robbed at a glance. With so many things guarded, it would be fine for a few more ten days.
She also saw a young man who had died at some point in the bathroom. She took an unused quilt from the space and covered him with it, then closed the bathroom door.
She returned to the living room, took out the infusion equipment from the space, gave herself an injection to replenish blood, filled a hand warmer, and put on a few body warmers, finally feeling some warmth.
Hungry.
I also took a kettle and a bottle of mineral water from the space to boil, and took out a self-heating vegetable pot to cook.
Then I leaned against the window with the infusion stent and self-heating hot pot, and took a telescope to see what was going on downstairs. I took out a bunch of vitamin ginseng and black-bone chicken pills from the space and ate them all. Finally, I took a carrot and gnawed it as a pre-meal fruit. The red dates were too red and I couldn't eat them.
At this moment, the square downstairs was full of people.
In addition to the dozen or so corpses lying on the ground, some of which were about to faint due to excessive blood loss, and some of which were tied up, two groups of people were arguing over what to do with these dozen people.
One side thinks that killing is not good and should be handed over to the police. The other side thinks that the order has collapsed and there is no way to wait for the police. In order to prevent the tiger from returning to the mountain, it is best to deal with it once and for all.
"These people killed my wife and I won't let them go!"
"If it weren't for them, our community wouldn't be in such a mess..."
"Yeah, I wasn't infected in the first place, but I was forced to be infected because they threatened to open the door! And they added that New Progress Association, they deserve to die!"
"No, I don't agree. If we kill people, what's the difference between us and those murderers? We can't lose our conscience as human beings!" The person who said this was a middle-aged man in his forties, with his head slicked back and his shirt tucked into his suit pants. He looked like an old-fashioned man who sticks to his principles.
In addition, there are many people who are intolerant. They wish these people would die when faced with oppression, but when they can really decide the life or death of others, they are too timid to take responsibility.
After all, this is murder.
"Yeah, let's wait for the police to come. The police will punish them..."
"Besides, they are also infected with the virus and may not survive for a few days. Why should we let our hands be stained with blood?"
"Yes, yes, killing is always bad."
The girl wrapped tightly in her black sportswear stood up, looked at the man with the back, and said, "Since you are so principled, why didn't you come out to save us when the door was broken open? When we were humiliated, you didn't come out to save us? When we were about to die, you didn't come out to save us?"
"Now that someone has finally come out to save us, you have jumped out and stuck to your principles. Oh, are these your principles?"
"If you don't kill them, are you going to feed them and provide them with food, drink and shelter? If that's the case, then don't take any of the supplies you were robbed of!"
Back-headed man:...
The girl clenched the knife in her hand and looked at the tied man on the ground. The man was frightened and begged for mercy, "Please don't kill me. I was wrong. I can marry you! I will be responsible for you from now on!"
The girl looked at him expressionlessly, took off her clothes and carefully put them aside. She didn't care about her exposed skin. She walked up to the man. The man was sweating profusely. The feeling of approaching death made him collapse. The begging for mercy in his mouth turned into an angry scolding, "Bitch, slut, only I will marry you. What else do you want? Isn't it just to be slept with by several men - Gu Gu Gu..."
A knife was inserted into his throat. His eyes widened and he could only make a vague grunt.
She was not skilled in her profession and could not cut her throat as neatly as Ye Zhao. The knife was stuck in her throat and could not be pulled out for a while, and blood spattered everywhere.
The sticky blood covered her hands, and she couldn't bear to let go. She pulled out the knife with both hands, wiped the blood on her pants, wiped the blood on her hands, and then put the knife away.
"You're a beast and you deserve to die!" she said.
Blood splattered on her face, clothes, and hair. Her eyes full of hatred looked at the man with the back of his head. The man with the back of his head felt his scalp numb and couldn't help but take two steps back.
Several men with bruised noses and swollen faces and numb expressions also came out, holding kitchen knives in their hands. Soon, begging for mercy and screams could be heard in the square.
"Crazy, crazy!" The man with the back of his head shook his hands and said, "You are all crazy!"
"Crazy, a bunch of crazy!"
Soon, a raging fire broke out on the ground, and an unpleasant stench filled the smoke.
Ye Zhao carried the half-eaten self-heating hot pot back to the living room. While eating, she laid out several mobile phones she had received. The messages were 99+. Fortunately, she had turned them on mute, otherwise she would have been overwhelmed by the message notifications.
She didn't rush to read the private messages sent by these people. She scanned the previous chat records in the "New Progress Association" group. She had to say that the name New Progress Association was very nice, but the character of the people was uneven.
Some people really want to enter the new century, while others are taking advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble and act with the idea that if I am not going to live well, you will not live well, and everyone will go to hell together.
For example, among the videos posted in this group, there are many torture videos, in which people are tortured and then drained of their blood. Some people even compete in the group every day to see who sleeps with a more beautiful woman and who has more blood.
Of course, there were people who came out to persuade me, but unfortunately it was all to no avail.
Ye Zhao thought that she was already perverted enough, and there was someone more perverted than her.