No matter what the origin of the person who attacked the zombies was, he would never come here specially to kill the people. The only valuable thing in this construction site was the residential building, where Ling Mo hid some supplies. The opponent's goal should also be there.
Encountering survivors in the apocalypse is not necessarily a good thing. Ling Mo approached the residential building vigilantly, and after seeing that there was nothing unusual downstairs, he sneaked in quietly.
As soon as he got to the second floor, Ling Mo heard the laughter of several men. Fortunately, listening to the sound, these people just entered the second floor, probably to shelter from the rain. This shows that the materials hidden on the third floor should not be found.
But this laughter sounds unusually harsh in my ears!
"Hahaha, boss, you won't kill her, will you?"
"Don't play to death, brothers haven't had a good time yet!"
A male voice with a slightly heavy breath was especially loud: "What's the hurry! With me here, I'm afraid that no woman will come to the door to beg you for grass? Yes, this woman's punctuality is much better than the younger one just now..."
When he said the last sentence, his voice suddenly became a little high-pitched, and a woman's screams were mixed with the laughter of the men.
However, her mouth was probably covered, and her voice was a little vague, but even so, she could still hear her pain.
"What are you crying about! I know that a woman like you used to look down on us people, but now, you'd better serve me well, or I'll cut your flesh off piece by piece and feed it to the zombies!"
"Haha, boss, you scared her to death."
"Don't kill yourself, such a beautiful woman is hard to find!"
"What are you afraid of! It's rare to be so cool. No zombies will hear it while it's raining. Hahaha..."
Ling Mo's face became a little ugly, but his footsteps did not stop, but slowly approached upstairs along the stairs.
Originally, Ling Mo's plan was to drive these people out, but when he heard that these people were abusing a woman, his fingers holding the dagger suddenly tightened, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes.
Indeed, in the last days, most women can be counted as vulnerable groups. And in such a world where the order is collapsing, powerful people are of course eligible to have more resources, including women who are willing to depend on others to survive.
But Ling Mo felt a deep disgust from the bottom of his heart for someone who abused women like this!
There is no order, but it does not mean that people will be reduced to livestock!
"Yeah, you've been playing for so long and you haven't finished it yet."
A man was leaning against the stairs on the third floor with a thin wooden stick in his mouth and a kitchen knife in his hand. He looked a little irritable... Hearing the movement from the people inside, a big tent had long been propped up by his crotch.
"Come and take turns with Lao Tzu! I'm the only one standing here blowing the cold wind. In such a heavy rain, I can't even see the hair of the zombies. What are you afraid of..."
Just as he turned his head and roared into the corridor, a figure suddenly rushed up from the corner of the stairs. The moment he turned around, a short knife stabbed straight into his throat and stabbed him directly. Nailed to the wall.
The man's limbs were all soft, and the kitchen knife in his hand immediately let go, but Ling Mo accurately took it in his hand.
Seeing the man's wide eyes filled with panic and despair, Ling Mo quickly pulled out the short knife, grabbed the man's arm, and placed him on the ground.
Blood flowed out from his mouth, and a large pool of blood flowed out from the back of the head that was pierced. Although his body was still twitching slightly, he was dead.
The whole process can be said to be silent, without disturbing other people at all.
At this time, in an extremely dirty room on the second floor, a bald man was pressing a naked woman on a tattered spring bed, struggling to shake his fat body.
There were four other men in the room, who were cheering the bald man in high spirits.
When Ling Mo appeared, the bald man had just climbed down from the woman, and another man could not wait to pounce.
"I just heard that idiot screaming for a long time, who of you will replace him and let him come over to play." The bald man said while raising his pants.
However, just as he turned his head, he saw a thin figure appearing at the door of the room.
"Whoosh!"
A cold light with a fierce wind shot towards the man who had just climbed up. He didn't notice the abnormality behind him at all. Just as he was posing for a refreshment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the chrysanthemum. He screamed and fell directly from the bed.
This sudden change made everyone in the room stunned for an instant!
The dazzling kitchen knife almost completely cut the man's butt in half.
Ling Mo has improved several times. Although the physical improvement is not obvious, it is still much stronger than the average person.
The chrysanthemum was chopped, and the man hadn't died, only twitching on the ground and making a shrill scream.
The first person to come back to his senses was the bald man. He grabbed an axe from the bed and stared angrily at Ling Mo who appeared at the door with his round eyes.
Judging from Ling Mo's appearance, he is just an ordinary young man, but his sharp methods and the undisguised killing intent in his eyes made the bald head feel very jealous!
"Who are you!" The bald head calmly stepped back half a step, pulling the distance between him and Ling Mo, "What's wrong with you? The one who killed me as soon as you came?"
Looking at his expression, it seemed that he did not expect Ling Mo to shoot because of that humiliated woman.
The reason is very simple. In the eyes of this group of people, women are there for them to vent, and even in their view, this is a matter of course.
But Ling Mo didn't think so, especially when there were two girls beside him.
Hearing the bald head's angry shout, he didn't answer, just looked at the house beasts coldly, his eyes finally stopped on the woman.
When he saw this woman's appearance, Ling Mo's teeth clenched violently.
She looked quite handsome and had a good figure, but under the torture of these beasts, she was almost on the verge of death.
Probably in order to satisfy the perverted refreshment, these people made many small holes on her body, turning her whole body into blood. Her hands were tied together and fastened to the bedside rail of the box spring, her fingernails were all pulled out, and she was bleeding profusely. A stinky sock of suspicious color was also stuffed into her mouth. Although she was still making a miserable cry of "woo woo", it sounded powerful and breathless. I'm afraid she was venting too much and not taking in too much.
"Crap you, who are you!" The bald head vaguely felt that the young man in front of him was very bad! But as the boss of this group of people, he had to bite the bullet and roar.
Sure enough, his angry shout made the other three men suddenly come back to their senses. They were not stupid. Seeing that Ling Mo was still holding a bloody dagger in his hand, their eyes became vigilant, and at the same time, they each picked up the weapon that was thrown aside.
Ling Mo seemed to turn a blind eye to their actions, but this not only did not make the bald-headed group feel at ease, but felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts!