Tang Miao said nothing. Perhaps this is the reason why Daddy didn't let the four of them drink the well water. If the four of them keep this kind of thinking, they are not suitable for living in the apocalypse, let alone staying by their side.
Liao Chusheng had to die. For the food and the car, he actually wanted to poison six of them to death, which shows how cruel his heart is. If you don't get rid of him, who knows when he will target them again in the future? Of course, you can also lock him up, but do you still have to feed him every day to support him? Tang Miao's hand slowly reached into his trouser pocket.
"Young master, why don't you lock him up first, and deal with it after Mr. comes back." Du Jin suggested.
Pushing the matter to Tang Sihuang is of course the simplest and easiest solution, but based on Tang Miao's understanding of Daddy, Daddy's decision must have killed Liao Chusheng. I'm afraid there will be more such things in the future, and these pressures should not be borne by Daddy alone.
He took a deep breath, made up his mind, took out his gun and ordered to Liao Chusheng: "Stand up. Heiwei, come here."
After a long time, Zhang Wang still couldn't forget the young master's expression when he killed someone for the first time—the young master himself had a cute and immature appearance, especially his naturally curly hair added a bit of vulnerability to him, but that day, very Although his hands were trembling, the six-year-old still pointed his gun at others, with such a resolute expression on his face and determination in his eyes, as if to say: I also have something I want to protect.
Hei Wei jumped up, walked to Tang Miao, wagging his tail, and looked at Liao Chusheng with him.
Liao Chusheng stood up trembling, with a face full of horror, fearing that Tang Miao's pistol might go off, he quickly raised his hands and said hastily: "Little, young master, I really didn't do it, it was Boss Li who forced me! Forgive me, I don't dare anymore, I have a five-year-old son... I should die, I should die, but what should I do if my son dies?"
Five-year-old son? The gun in Tang Miao's hand hangs slightly.
Liao Chusheng was secretly happy when he saw that his expression was loose, and shed two tears.
"Young master, please let me go for the sake of being a father. I swear, I will never dare again. "
But he didn't know that the word "father" made Tang Miao's softened heart harden again, and his face darkened. Daddy has already put all the supplies in his space. If he really dies this time, Daddy will have nothing. How difficult is it for him to survive in this last days? If Liao Chusheng killed him, it would be tantamount to killing Tang Sihuang!
At this moment, Liao Chusheng's face and Tang Liguang's face flashed alternately in Tang Miao's mind. Tang Miao snorted softly, took out the silencer from another pocket and put it on.
Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Liao Chusheng ran to the dining table suddenly, hugged the unconscious woman in front of him, took out a dagger from his pocket, pointed it at the woman's throat, and warned, "Don't mess around, let me go!" Go! Otherwise, I will kill her!"
The woman woke up slowly and found it difficult to breathe. Only then did she realize that she was being held hostage, and immediately screamed: "Ah—"
"Let her go!" Zhang Wang warned. After all, this woman was brought back by her husband. If something happened, they would not be able to explain it.
Tang Miao was taken aback for a moment, and pointed the gun at Liao Chusheng again.
"Tang Miao, you, what do you want to do?" The woman turned pale, softened her body, and looked at Tang Miao in horror.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill her?" Liao Chusheng's face turned pale, and the hand holding the knife trembled.
"I don't know her at all," Tang Miao said quietly, "If you don't believe me, just ask her, I don't even know her name."
At this moment, Tang Miao suddenly shot. After all, women are shorter than Liao Chusheng. There was only a light "poof", and a puff of smoke came out of the barrel.
There was a bloody hole between Liao Chusheng's eyebrows, his expression of fear froze on his face, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a "Dang". Liao Chusheng fell to the ground slowly, looked up at the ceiling, and died with regret.
"Ah—" the woman screamed and passed out again.