The luckiest thing

Everything Ma Yu said made even Su Dazhu furious.

He hated people who repaid kindness with betrayal more than anything.

Someone saved your life, and you turned around and sent them to their death.

Was that something a human being would do?

Su Dazhu couldn't hold back. He stepped forward and gave each of them a hard slap.

He didn't spare Lin Yier, either.

His powerful slaps left them dizzy and seeing stars.

"You..." Li Lin snapped.

In the end, he didn't dare threaten them. He had just witnessed these two slaughtering zombies.

They clutched their faces, furious but too afraid to speak.

Lin Yier lowered her head, feeling utterly humiliated.

Liu Wenbo gaped. You've got some nerve. Aren't you afraid they'll get revenge?

None of these people were ordinary. They had powerful connections and backgrounds.

Chen Luo scoffed at the terms they offered.

It's the Apocalypse. What good is money now?

It's not even as good as toilet paper for wiping your ass.

Living in a fantasy is one thing, but two hundred thousand a month?

Fuck, you're looking down on me.

As for a big star like Lin Yier, people like her suffered the most after the Apocalypse: attractive women with the added allure of celebrity.

Countless predators reached for them, making their lives worse than death.

Ma Yu was furious with them. If not for Chen Luo, she would have died. She couldn't resist slapping Li Lin and the others, giving Lin Yier special attention.

Ma Yu wasn't very strong, so her slaps barely made a sound.

They did little damage, but were deeply humiliating.

Suppressing his anger, Li Lin pleaded humbly, "Young man, you've already helped your friend vent her anger. We really were in the wrong. As long as you can take us somewhere safe, name your terms. Anything you want."

Chen Luo had always followed one principle: if someone was his enemy, he would never pass up a chance to kill them.

He had already sentenced these people to death.

As for their status as tycoons and celebrities-hah, that wasn't worth shit.

Afraid of frightening his personal chef, Chen Luo pretended to go outside to look for rope. When he returned, he brought rope taken from his ability space.

"Hey, we're not going to kill you. We'll just tie you up. Whether you survive is up to fate."

Li Lin flew into a rage. "How is that any different from killing us? Do you have any respect for the law?"

Even Su Dazhu sneered. "Why didn't you think about that when you threw her out?"

Ma Yu, who had still felt a little pity for them, immediately hardened her expression. But she said quietly to Chen Luo, "Chen Luo, thank you, but let's just forget it. If you kill them, you'll get in trouble too."

Ma Yu still didn't believe that law and order had collapsed.

Chen Luo smiled dismissively. "You saved them, and they still tried to hurt you. I'm certainly not going to save them. Do you think they won't hold a grudge?"

"Being merciful to your enemies means being cruel to yourself. Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

Li Lin and the others weren't willing to sit and wait for death, but the sight of the bloodstained iron rod in Su Dazhu's hand left them without the slightest courage to fight back.

They could only scatter and try to flee.

Chen Luo took out the Stun Baton and gave each person who tried to escape a shock.

Screams rang out.

Su Dazhu stepped forward and began tying them up.

To Chen Luo's surprise, Lin Yier dropped to her knees. With tears in her eyes, she shuffled toward him on her knees and reached to pull down his pants.

"Please save me. I'll do anything."

Lin Yier intended to sell her body. So many people were watching, but she had seen plenty of high-pressure situations and wasn't flustered at all.

Her reputation wasn't particularly good anyway, and she didn't care what anyone thought. She could explain it away afterward and claim it was all a rumor.

Chen Luo recoiled in alarm. What's wrong with you? You just start pulling people's pants down?

"Get lost. You're filthy," Chen Luo said coldly.

Lin Yier looked at him pitifully. "I haven't bathed in days. I can't help being a little dirty. You could wash me."

Watching from the side, Liu Wenbo was consumed with envy, screaming inwardly, Come to me instead! I don't mind a little dirt! She's a huge star!

That kind of filth couldn't be washed away.

Chen Luo simply grabbed a filthy rag and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Let's go. Leave them to fend for themselves," Chen Luo said.

Chen Luo wouldn't leave threats like these alive, but he feared frightening Ma Yu if he killed them in front of her.

He led Ma Yu downstairs, ready to head back. Both objectives of this trip had been successfully completed.

In secret, he gave Dharma King an order.

Dharma King understood. Turning back, he went to the third floor and lured some zombies over to Li Lin, Lin Yier, and the others.

As the zombies lunged at them, everyone screamed except Lin Yier, whose mouth was gagged.

Chen Luo shrugged. "Looks like they're not very lucky. They ran into zombies already."

Ma Yu sighed. "The zombies ate them. It has nothing to do with you, Chen Luo."

Liu Wenbo opened his mouth. "Boss, I want to follow you."

With such a powerful protector, someone who killed zombies as easily as drinking water, he couldn't ask for greater safety.

Chen Luo chuckled and refused outright. "What do you think you have to offer that would make me take you in?"

Liu Wenbo stammered, unable to come up with an answer.

Chen Luo handed him Su Dazhu's iron rod. "Take this and kill ten zombies on the street. Then I'll let you follow me."

Terrified, Liu Wenbo shook his head repeatedly. "No, no, no. I don't dare."

I gave you a chance, and you couldn't step up.

Liu Wenbo had shown them the way, and Chen Luo had promised him a small reward. They went to a little supermarket beside the hotel.

Chen Luo checked his watch. "You have three minutes to take whatever you want. Then I'll escort you back to your dorm. Consider it my thanks."

Seeing Chen Luo's cold expression, Liu Wenbo gritted his teeth and entered the supermarket. He grabbed plastic bags and frantically stuffed things into them.

Chen Luo glanced around the tiny supermarket. There wasn't much of value.

But since he was already there, leaving empty-handed felt like a waste.

He went to the tobacco and liquor counter and took more than a dozen cartons of the most expensive cigarettes.

In three minutes, Liu Wenbo filled six large plastic bags. If he rationed the food, it would last him a month.

If he had some courage and decent luck, he could survive in the Apocalypse.

Throughout all this, Ma Yu kept wondering what value she had to offer.

Friendship? Don't be ridiculous. We aren't close enough to justify Chen Luo taking such a risk.

My looks? Impossible. Plenty of women are prettier than me, and Chen Luo wasn't remotely interested in Lin Yier.

She remembered teaching Chen Luo to cook. Whenever the food was ready, he always wolfed it down.

Perhaps that was where her value lay.

Chen Luo had Su Dazhu escort Liu Wenbo back to his dorm, then said casually, "I need someone to handle things back home. There's no one to cook, and I'd rather kill zombies than wash dishes and scrub pots. You happened to come to mind."

"Would you be willing to come back with me? I'll keep you safe, and you won't go short of food or drink."

"This might sound arrogant, but meeting me is the luckiest thing that's ever happened to you."