Chapter 85: revenge

Wu Pei was already used to it by then.

The two of them were subjected to this kind of treatment countless times every day.

Sometimes, Wu Pei really couldn’t understand why the other party could still be in such a mood on such a cold day.

But she only thought about it; her current goal was to survive.

Wu Pei came to the previous bedroom at this time, opened the door directly, and entered.

Inside, the weak Xie Jiarong saw the other party arrive and was exceptionally agitated, instantly cursing out loud.

Because of her excitement, she accidentally pulled the wound on her leg.

It hurt so much that she bared her teeth, only able to glare at Wu Pei.

If looks could kill, Wu Pei would have been killed by her countless times already.

Wu Pei walked over with a smile and patted her bruised face.

“Don’t look at me like that. You should be grateful. If it weren’t for my suggestion, you wouldn’t even be alive right now.”

“You should know that living people consume food, and what’s most scarce now is food.”

“You’re still glaring at me; you’re truly an ungrateful wretch.”

Saying that, Wu Pei skillfully pulled down her pants and looked at the other intact right leg.

At this, Xie Jiarong became agitated again.

“No!! You… you’ve already cut the left leg, so just keep cutting that one.”

“Don’t touch my right leg.”

Wu Pei ignored Xie Jiarong’s words and continued to gesture towards the right leg.

“You should still think about how to hold on. Although I’ll help you stop the bleeding, just stopping the bleeding isn’t very useful, you know.”

At this, Wu Pei stuffed a cloth into her mouth.

She placed the knife on the burning charcoal in the bowl to heat it, then aimed and struck directly.

The sharp blade made contact with Xie Jiarong’s body, easily cutting through her skin.

Xie Jiarong’s eyes were tightly shut at this moment, biting down hard on the cloth in her mouth.

Wu Pei cut off all the flesh from her leg without damaging the main artery.

Seeing the knife still bleeding, she heated the blade red and repeatedly pressed it against the wound.

Ignoring Xie Jiarong’s pain, she stopped the bleeding.

Then she pulled up her pants again.

At this point, Xie Jiarong had already fainted and did not wake up from the pain of her pants catching on the wound.

After cutting off the meat, Wu Pei walked out without looking back, to prepare lunch for their group.

After many people rarely enjoyed a long-awaited meal of meat, they finally had a full meal.

They finally had the energy to do other things.

They just didn’t know what had happened in Building 6 at this time.

Fang Qing had already released Tang Dou, and she herself was selecting targets for revenge.

At this time, the residents of Building 6, excluding those who were killed by the explosion and those who were injured and taken away by the property management, were less than two-thirds of the original number.

Fang Qing had already wandered up to the 9th floor, and Tang Dou followed her, lurking in the hallway.

Her target this time was the resident of 901.

She had personally seen the person’s arm injured by the explosion when she was collecting supplies earlier.

Then he fled back into Building 6.

And Fang Qing, because she was pushed to the edge, managed to escape harm.

At this time, Fang Qing arrived at the entrance of 901, with a fruit knife hidden in her left sleeve.

She tried to pull it out a bit, found there was no obstruction, then turned and looked at Tang Dou before knocking on the door of 901.

At the same time, she spoke in a soft voice, asking him a question.

“Is anyone there? Is anyone there?”

“Can you give me something to eat? I’ll do anything you ask.”

Fang Qing even pulled down a part of the clothes on her chest, revealing her ample bosom.

Seeing no one respond, Fang Qing repeated herself.

Unexpectedly, her shouts caused the door of 902 to open.

At this, a slightly lecherous middle-aged man whistled at Fang Qing.

Fang Qing then turned to look at him.

And the middle-aged man’s eyes went wide when he saw Fang Qing’s full bosom.

He immediately stepped forward and put his arm around her.

“Hehe, is it true that as long as you give me food, I can do anything?!”

Fang Qing suppressed her disgust and forced a smile as she replied.

“Yes, as long as you give this humble servant a full meal, this humble servant can let you do whatever you desire today.”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man could no longer hold back, reaching out to grasp the ample bosom that seemed about to burst forth.

But Fang Qing dodged him.

“Don’t be so impatient. At least let’s go inside first. It’s so cold out here.”

At this, the middle-aged man directly pushed open the door and walked in, while squinting and smiling at Fang Qing.

Seeing Fang Qing enter, he didn’t pay attention to her, going directly to the bedroom to prepare.

And Fang Qing merely left the door ajar, entering the bedroom with him.

At this, the middle-aged man impatiently pushed Fang Qing beneath him, just as he was about to disrobe her.

Fang Qing reached out and stopped him.

“You’re the guest, how can the guest do the work? Lie down and let me serve you.”

At this point, the middle-aged man, completely ensnared by Fang Qing’s trap, lay directly on the bed, closing his eyes, ready to enjoy Fang Qing’s service.

“Come on, don’t keep me waiting. Remember to cover yourself with the quilt, otherwise it’s too cold.”

And Fang Qing, according to his words, pulled up the quilt, covering her own figure.

But the next moment, the middle-aged man did not feel his chest enveloped by warmth.

Instead, a stinging pain and coldness came from his heart.

He used his last ounce of strength to throw off the quilt.

He saw Fang Qing sitting on his body, and a fruit knife was embedded in his chest.

He lost consciousness before he could even cry out.

Fang Qing pulled out the knife and casually took a piece of clothing to wipe away the bloodstains.

At this, Fang Qing heard the sound of the door closing.

When she opened the bedroom door, she saw Tang Dou waiting outside the bedroom.

She glanced at the corpse behind her and said to Tang Dou.

“Eat, this is your food for today.”

Then she walked towards the kitchen to search for her own food.

While Fang Qing completed a hunt, Liang Yu had almost finished preparing the external equipment for the Mechanical Armor in the Doomsday Fortress.

What was missing now was something to store the external equipment and make it easy to carry on the body.

To modify this thing, he still had to carefully consider what item to use as the basic template.

Just as Liang Yu wanted to continue, his stomach began to protest.

Helpless, he could only put aside the task at hand and fill his stomach first.

While eating, he specifically checked the main group chat.

It was unusually quiet today, which he found incredible.

This made Liang Yu wonder if they had created another group chat, plotting behind his back.

Now that Ye Yuan, that chess piece, was dead, along with the vast majority of male residents in Building 9, all sent away by those two ruthless women.

The remaining women and children were basically seen as food in others’ eyes.

It wouldn’t be long before these people would end up on someone else’s dinner table.