Liu Shasha hurriedly took the long knife, and when she looked up again, Su Qiao had already walked away.
The handsome boy who had always been inseparable from her followed her, carrying a large bundle of firewood.
"What's wrong?"
Su Qiao felt the coldness coming from Gao Jingyu and turned her head to look at him with some confusion.
Gao Jingyu quickly restrained his breath and said with an expression as if begging for food: "I'm so hungry."
It turns out that I was hungry.
When you are hungry and dirty, you will be in a bad mood, have a bad complexion, and become irritable.
Su Qiao has figured out these rules in the past few days.
"Still eating instant noodles?"
"Yeah." Gao Jingyu nodded obediently.
Su Qiao thought of the twenty or so boxes of instant noodles piled in the corner of the room: "You didn't really take away all the instant noodles in the warehouse, did you?"
Gao Jingyu stopped talking.
Su Qiao knew that he had guessed right.
Because every time she was right, he would pretend to be innocent, profound, and pretend not to understand.
"I'm hungry." Gao Jingyu was afraid that she would say something else, so he quickly added.
"Okay, I'll go back and make you some instant noodles."
Su Qiao was also helpless.
These two days she went outside to find some rice and oil, dried vegetables such as seaweed and kelp, chili sauce, and even a few sausages, but he just refused to eat them.
The two men were carrying firewood and walking upstairs. People who met them along the way were already used to it.
Because every time they came down, they were looking for various pieces of furniture to chop into firewood.
Of course, it’s not that no one has tried to take advantage of them, but no matter if they were skilled or had special powers, all of them were easily dealt with by Su Qiao.
From then on, no one dared to provoke Su Qiao anymore.
Gao Jingyu, who has never taken any action and is handsome, has also been rumored to be a gigolo.
*
After dinner, before it got dark, Su Qiao sat cross-legged on the bed to practice. Bored Gao Jingyu munched on some instant noodles and walked out slowly to the fourth floor downstairs.
"What's that in your hand, boy?"
As soon as Gao Jingyu was left alone, some people became bolder.
"How dare you hide food?"
A sturdy male mutant stared at the noodles in his hand with jealousy and spoke righteously.
"Give it to me, or I'll tell everyone you've been hiding food."
Gao Jingyu casually glanced at the hand stretched out in front of him, and before the man could react, he reached out and grabbed his neck.
The next second, with a "click", the man's neck was strangely tilted on his shoulder.
“So dirty.”
Gao Jingyu looked at his right palm with some disgust, couldn't eat anymore, and stuffed the crisp bread into his pocket.
Soon, a strange scene happened. A zombie with a pale face and wearing a crooked black suit appeared behind him out of thin air.
Gao Jingyu pointed to the corpse on the ground.
The zombie uttered two "ho ho" sounds, as if to say "I understand".
With his body stiff, he bent down and picked up the corpse on the ground, then disappeared again.
After the invisible zombie left, Gao Jingyu looked around.
"Where on earth is it?"
Got it.
Gao Jingyu curved his eyebrows and released his powerful mental power, covering the entire fourth floor, and quickly found what he was looking for.
*
"You stinky bitch, just wait for me!"
The man whose arm was broken by the back of Su Qiao's knife had just been bandaged and returned to his room.
His face was full of sinisterness and he cursed fiercely.
Suddenly he felt a chill on his back, and he was startled and turned around quickly.
"Who the hell are you? Why are you in my room?"