A group of gangsters left, but the old living room was already in a state of ruin. It was a mess. Human bodies were lying on the floor. The walls and floor were covered with sticky and disgusting minced meat and meat. The pale bones and the air are filled with the pungent smell of blood...
"Brother Da-dong, are you okay?"
Ming Jiali quickly squatted down to check Brother Dadong's injuries, but saw a huge wound on his lower abdomen, which was as big as two fingers and very deep. It was obvious that the blade of the knife had completely penetrated him when he was stabbed just now. Got in...
Brother Dadong is a 1.9-meter-tall strong man with extraordinary physique. If he was stabbed down normally, his life would not be in danger. However, since the end of the world, he has not eaten three meals a day and is malnourished. His physical fitness has already declined a lot. In addition, he had been hungry for the past two days and had gastrointestinal problems. He was so desperate that he was stabbed in the stomach again...
"Ahem... you, you are the inheritor..."
Blood continued to flow from the corners of Brother Dadong's mouth. His eyes were widened to the limit, and his body was still wet. He grabbed Ming Jiali's sleeves tightly and tried his best to say hoarsely:
"I, I can't, but I hope you can help me with one thing..."
"Don't, don't talk. Second fool, I'll use my true energy to help you heal. Although I've never tried to help anyone heal, Er fool, I saw Master Haitang used it..."
Ming Jiali hurriedly pressed his palm on Dadong's abdomen, and continuously fed him Qi, but it didn't work. The Qi imported by Ming Jiali was too strong and overbearing, and not only could not protect Dadong's heart, On the contrary, it accelerated Dadong’s death!
"I can't do it anymore... Promise me. Please promise me that after my death, you will help take care of my wife and children. At least... At least the mother and child will not be hungry, okay? I, Li Weidong, will work for you in my next life. When compensation…”
Brother Dadong seemed to have exhausted all his strength every time he said a word, and Ming Jiali was about to burst into tears. He really wanted to help this man, but he couldn't...
"The second fool will help... The second fool will ask Master Haitang to help apply for relief food..."
"Thank you, thank you again..."
Brother Dadong murmured. A smile of relief appeared on his face, it was a relief to die without regrets, to be able to entrust his wife and children to a powerful inheritor before he died. Do you think that your wife and children will not be bullied or go hungry
The vitality completely dissipated from the middle-aged man's body. He slowly closed his eyes and died completely.
The group of injured refugees were all crying, holding Dadong's body and crying. Just at this moment, the loud and shrill cry of a baby came from the side room, which seemed to be a reminder of his father's death. Funeral song…
Ming Jiali stood up, swallowed a mouthful of bitter saliva, and felt deep sadness for the first time.
He looked around. But they saw a few corpses lying on the ground. Yes, in the melee just now, several sallow-looking men were stabbed to death by the gangsters...
These are all Mingjiali's fault!
If he hadn't been so nosy. If he went to catch fish and make soup for this family, how could he attract those gangsters because of the smell of fish soup
If he had the ideological consciousness to suppress the gangsters with a strong stance when the two sides started fighting... those refugees would not have been stabbed to death, and Brother Dadong could be his father and take care of him. His wife and children!
Instantly, Ming Jiali felt guilty...
have a finger in the pie. Sure enough, it is harming others and harming myself. However, if these people are left alone, won't they still starve to death due to lack of food? So whether I did the right thing or the wrong thing, who can tell me the answer
"Sangdog! You **** killed Brother Dong, I want you to pay with your life!"
"Can he afford to pay for Brother Dong's life? Can he afford to pay for the lives of his brothers? Killing him will not relieve the hatred at all. I will eat his flesh, drink his blood, twitch his tendons, and peel off his skin." !”
"Don't worry about that, beat him until he's dead!"
After mourning the death of Dadong and his companions for a while, the remaining refugees felt resentment in their hearts. A pair of eyes full of hatred stared at the dying dog, and both of his wrists were twisted until they appeared unnatural. Twisted, red and swollen, obviously broken bones.
The mourning dog originally had amazing perseverance and could endure pain very well. A mere broken bone was nothing, but just now a trace of Ming Jiali's fierce energy rushed into his body, ravaging his meridians like a flowing knife, causing him pain. Rolling all over the floor, tears rained down.
A group of refugees moved the stools, picked up the knives, picked up the iron pillars, and attacked the mourning dog mercilessly. They beat the mourning dog until it howled like a guinea pig, as miserable as a white mouse thrown into a frying pan. He struggled on the ground, and then several refugees intensified their efforts to cut off the dog's hand tendons and hamstrings, gouged out his eyes, and forcefully stuffed the two disgusting red, white and black eyeballs into the dog's mouth. The dead dog refused to eat, so the refugees used knives to cut off the dead dog’s lips and tongue!
Cruel
Not cruel!
Such a little torture is nothing to a person like Sang Gou, who is full of evil. There are so many people who were raped, tortured, and killed by Sang Gou. Their souls must feel relieved in hell, right
Ming Jiali looked on blankly.
He wriggled his lips, subconsciously trying to stop it... But as soon as the words reached his throat, he suppressed the urge.
You can't help scum like Sanggou...
Ming Jiali subconsciously disliked gangsters like Sang Gou who glared at him. Although Sang Gou was also a human being, Sang Gou's heart had already been betrayed to the devil. If he lived, he would only endanger more innocent people. Let thousands of refugees live worse than death!
Yes, even babies will not be spared, they will even snatch the life-saving food of others, and even drain the blood of poor people who are so hungry that they are skin and bones... It is not a pity to die for such a person!
Ming Jiali suddenly felt that these refugees were even more pitiful than he imagined. It was a miracle that they could survive until now. .
In this world, there are too many crazy people like Sanggou... Ming Jiali can save the people in this house today, but what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? There are millions of refugees in Yongcheng, how can he protect them
Ming Jiali felt a headache. He was so envious of the chaotic days in the past... because at that time he was stupid all day long and his mind was blank. He only needed to giggle every day and would not be disturbed by any factors from the outside world.
"Master Haitang said that the lower-class compatriots in Yongcheng have been properly resettled... Now what the second fool sees is such a miserable situation. They don't have enough to eat or wear, and they are bullied every day... If the second fool can become smarter , you can manage Yongcheng well, if the second fool is strong enough, you can defeat all the invading bugs, if the second fool can save everyone... "
At this moment, Ming Jiali felt deeply powerless, but more motivation emerged. For the first time, he had a goal and pursuit, which was to end this damn apocalypse!
A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Ming Jiali did not consider the feasibility or difficulty of this goal. He just simply wanted to realize this ideal... Perhaps, a fool like him should not pursue something, but at least he could do his best for Yong City. A small amount of power.
Half an hour later…
The mourning dog had long been chopped into pieces, and the emotions of the refugees had stabilized a little. The hiding aunts, old people and children had also sneaked out of the room, and the living room, which was originally a mess of flesh and blood, had also been slightly cleaned. , but the blood stains on the floor and walls cannot be cleaned...
The mother cried until she fainted. She could not accept the fact that her husband was dead.
The baby is tired of crying and is sleeping peacefully. It is carefree and has not officially faced this cruel world yet...
"Two idiots are going back..."
Ming Jiali bowed to the refugees, smelling the strong smell of blood in his nose, and said in a loud voice:
"But... uncles and aunts, please rest assured. After Er Sha and Er Sha come back, they will definitely ask Master Haitang to administer justice... and also send relief food. You will definitely not starve..."
After saying that, Ming Jiali turned around and stepped forward amidst the cries of reluctance from the refugees, opened the old wooden door, and stepped out of the threshold...
Outside, there was still piles of pure white thick snow, and an icy cold wind blew.
But what surprised Ming Jiali was... there was a slim figure standing not far away. She stood proudly on the white snow. Although the sky was dim, she was like a ball of light, emitting a stunning brilliance that was difficult to see with the naked eye. !
Ming Jiali couldn't see her face clearly because she was wearing big sunglasses and a big hat on her head, but from her soft facial contours and delicate lips and nose curves, Ming Jiali could still see It turns out that she is a woman, and she is much more beautiful than Master Haitang...
Although she wore a big hat, Ming Jiali could still see the delicate bangs hanging down from her forehead. They were pure white, whiter than snow. They were stunningly white and beautiful. She seemed to still have them tied up. A simple ponytail does not let the hair fall on the shoulders, but it has a clean and neat beauty...
Bang bang!
Ming Jiali's heart was beating wildly and his blood was flowing backwards!
It's beautiful and stunning. Even though he is a fool, he still feels his soul trembling!
the other side…
Li Jiayu was talking impatiently to the dark octopus lying on his shoulder.
"This is where I lived when I was a kid... As you can see, it's quite shabby, but it was very lively here when I was a kid... huh?"
While Li Jiayu was talking, he saw the wooden door of the old house being opened, and an ugly man with a sterling silver mask on his face walked out!
This man is very ugly, with scars all over his face, his expression is quite dull, and his eyes have no focus.
However, Li Jiayu trembled all over, and opened his eyes wide as if he had been struck by five thunders. He looked at the scarred man in horror as if he had seen a ghost, with an expression of disbelief on his face... RQ