Chapter 419: A cruel case caused by a pot of chicken legs

These Survivors kept approaching Liang Yu. When they were about four meters away, the Survivors finally saw what was on the table.

The basin of roasted chicken drumsticks on the table was full to the brim, its oily sheen glowing temptingly under the light, and a rich aroma permeated the air.

The surface of the tender chicken meat was a layer of red, crispy skin, with the rich flavor of spices seeping through its texture. Just looking at it made one’s mouth water.

Liang Yu had eaten some, but there were still many roasted chicken drumsticks left in the basin.

Those chicken drumsticks lay quietly in the basin, still emitting an enticing scent.

Beside them, the bones Liang Yu had picked clean were casually thrown next to the large basin, piled together.

There were still some bits of meat and sauce clinging to the bone surfaces, showing how much Liang Yu had enjoyed his meal.

The alluring scent of roasted chicken drumsticks filled the air, spreading wantonly and stimulating everyone.

Liang Yu picked up a chicken drumstick and started eating it in front of them, as if he hadn’t seen them at all.

The greasy meat in his hand exuded a fatal attraction, every fiber seemingly stirring the deepest desires within people’s hearts.

For these people, it was truly fatal. The dual impact of taste and sight finally broke through their last line of rational defense.

The short distance of a few meters now felt like an endless chasm of desire. The Survivors, as if driven by an invisible force, let out roars and charged madly towards the roasted chicken drumsticks, disregarding everything.

Their steps faltered, yet they carried a desperate ferocity, running recklessly, completely ignoring their companions who stumbled along the way. Some tripped and fell to the ground, their knees scraped, their palms bleeding, but they just gritted their teeth, quickly got up, and continued to charge.

Their target was not Liang Yu, but the basin of chicken drumsticks on the table beside him.

The leading strong man had originally wanted them to stop, deal with Liang Yu, and then distribute the food, but who knew the situation had spiraled out of control now.

Everyone was packed together like hungry wolves, their only target being the more than half-full basin of chicken drumsticks.

People pushed and shoved, heavy breathing and shouting from the struggle intertwined.

Liang Yu was originally on the beach chair next to the large basin, but at this moment, no one noticed his movements; he just disappeared into the chaos.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on that basin of chicken drumsticks; it was simply too tempting for them.

The leading strong man watched this chaotic scene with a calm gaze.

Someone finally managed to snatch a chicken drumstick, and a greedy smile instantly bloomed on his face. He eagerly stuffed the chicken drumstick into his mouth, chewing ravenously, grease freely dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Others, who hadn’t managed to get any, continued to fight in the crowd with red eyes, trying to snatch one from someone else’s hand.

The entire scene was chaotic, like a disorderly farce.

Before long, as the number of chicken drumsticks dwindled, the struggle began to escalate.

The Survivors who had originally come together gradually had their rationality devoured by hunger and greed.

At first, it was just a few heated arguments; everyone’s eyes were red, loudly proclaiming how hungry they were, all wanting to get one more chicken drumstick.

But soon, verbal conflict could no longer satisfy their craving for food, and someone was the first to reveal a weapon.

It was a gleaming dagger, particularly dazzling in the dim light.

This action instantly broke the delicate balance. Seeing this, others also pulled out their self-defense tools.

For a moment, the entire artificial beach was filled with an atmosphere of tension and blood.

Some wielded wooden sticks, trying to intimidate others; some gripped iron rods, their eyes showing ferocity.

Partners who had once survived together now seemed to have become sworn enemies.

A scrawny man, ignoring others’ attempts to stop him, reached out to grab the last few chicken drumsticks.

But he was kicked to the ground by a strong man next to him. The scrawny man struggled to get up, his eyes full of resentment, and picked up a piece of iron to smash at the strong man.

The strong man couldn’t dodge in time, and his forehead was bleeding. He roared in anger, grabbed his dagger, and charged at the scrawny man, wrestling with him. Some people around them watched covetously, waiting for an opportunity.

Others trembled with fear at the chaotic scene.

Seeing such a scene, the leading strong man knew he had lost, completely defeated; the other party hadn’t even made a move, and their own people were already killing each other.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t considered those chicken drumsticks; after all, he wasn’t a saint, and he also had various desires. It was just that at this moment, rationality prevailed, which was why he hadn’t joined the scramble.

Liang Yu appeared beside him at some point and asked curiously,

“Why are you just watching here?”

Suddenly, the words that unexpectedly sounded behind him were like a thunderclap, making his entire body tremble violently.

At that moment, he felt as if his blood had frozen, his heart clutched by an invisible hand.

His already tense nerves were instantly stretched to their limit by this sudden sound.

His mind went blank, and the sheer shock prevented him from realizing when Liang Yu had come up behind him.

Fear, like a black tide, surged endlessly from the depths of his heart, quickly engulfing him.

His body trembled slightly, and his legs felt weak, as if he would collapse to the ground with just a gentle push.

Cold sweat continuously broke out on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks, but he was completely unaware.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes filled with alarm and unease, trying to see Liang Yu behind him.

The moment he turned, Liang Yu placed a hand on his shoulder, like a giant boulder weighing ten thousand catties pressing down on him, making it impossible for him to turn.

Those Survivors were so busy fighting over the food that no one noticed the two of them.

The strong man was tightly restrained by Liang Yu, his body as if locked in an iron vise. No matter how he struggled, he couldn’t break free from Liang Yu’s powerful grip.

The veins on his forehead bulged, large beads of sweat rolled down, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness and despair.

Liang Yu’s expression was stern, his gaze firm, like an unshakeable statue, every inch of his muscle exuding a sense of immense power.

He held the strong man tightly, giving him no chance to escape.

As time passed second by second, the strong man felt his strength continuously draining away, his resistance gradually becoming futile.

His movements became slower and slower, and his breathing grew more rapid and heavy.

Finally, after a futile struggle, the strong man’s body relaxed, and he gave up resisting.

He hung his head, his eyes dull, as if he had lost his soul.

The strong man understood in his heart that the tide had turned; the people he had brought were now killing each other for the chicken drumsticks. He was powerless to change anything.

He seemed to have already seen his inevitable end; all he wished for now was a quick death, hoping the other party wouldn’t torture him.