Liu Hu kicked Fang Chang to the ground and slapped him hard across the face.
The food snatched from Lin Zhuoran had long been consumed. They had initially thought that with the temperature returning to normal, this hellish life would end, but they were unexpectedly met with a zombie horde.
They used a woman's corpse to lure the zombies away, only then managing to escape the residential complex.
Upon emerging, they discovered the world had already descended into chaos.
For others, the loss of social order might spell disaster, but for Liu Hu and his band of desperate outlaws,
this was practically paradise. While zombies were terrifying, aside from their sheer numbers, they possessed no effective combat power compared to living humans.
Liu Hu stepped on Fang Chang's knee, half-crouching and looking down at him.
"Speak, do you have any other supplies!"
"Brother! We're also refugees here, where would we have extra supplies? Those you found in my bag are all the food we have."
Fang Chang, accustomed to his glib tongue, instinctively put on a performance for Liu Hu.
Unfortunately, Liu Hu was no fool easily swayed by his smooth talk.
Before Fang Chang could continue his defense, Liu Hu delivered another slap.
He looked at the man's plump cheeks and the fair, delicate face of the woman beside him.
"Are you treating me like an idiot? Don't play games with me, I can kill you as easily as playing!"
"No food?"
Liu Hu's rough hand pinched the flesh on Fang Chang's face.
"No food? How could your face be so full of flesh? And your companion looks so clean, so fair and tender?"
Liu Hu wasn't blind. Judging by their appearances, these two not only had food but also a considerable amount of water!
"Brother, please believe me, I'm genuinely a refugee who just arrived nearby. We truly have no extra food, please spare us."
Fang Chang's expression was tense, yet he desperately tried to conceal his panic, weaving a tale.
"Are you going to hand over the food willingly, or do you want me to break one of your legs before you hand it over?!" Liu Hu remained unmoved, glaring ferociously at the man on the ground.
Fang Chang, facing such a desperate character as Liu Hu, was like a scholar arguing with a soldier – his words were useless.
Seeing Fang Chang still refusing to speak, Liu Hu kicked him squarely in the chest.
"You've got a tough mouth, but I wonder if the delicate and tender mouth of the woman beside you is as tough as yours!"
Before Fang Chang could react, Ji Rourou, whose neck was gripped by Liu Hu, begged in terror, crying out and confessing everything.
"Brother, brother, don't kill me, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything. We found a house with food inside, lots of food..."
"Bitch! Are you stupid? Why is your mouth so loose!"
Fang Chang's emotions completely shattered. He grabbed Ji Rourou's long hair and repeatedly beat her head, venting his rage.
Liu Hu watched the two struggling figures expressionlessly, then kicked Fang Chang away again. His gaze was that of someone looking at a dead man. With both hands, he delivered over a dozen slaps to Fang Chang's face.
"How dare you lie to me, you must be tired of living!"
When he looked up again, Fang Chang's face was swollen like a steamed bun.
"Brother... I didn't mean to lie to you... please spare my life, I beg you!"
Having lost two teeth, Fang Chang's words were slurred. He struggled to get up, crawled to his knees, and kowtowed to Liu Hu and his men.
His peripheral vision remained fixed on Ji Rourou, who had betrayed him, his eyes filled with malice.
He who betrays others, others will betray him!
Liu Hu paid no mind to Fang Chang's calculations. A woman was certainly easier to control than an adult male.
Moreover, the woman accompanying this man was more than twice as beautiful as the women in his own group, and appeared cleaner.
Ever since Liu Hu had seen Ji Rourou's face, his lewd gaze had not shifted from her.
Ji Rourou naturally knew her own advantage. Seeing that the rift between her and Fang Chang was now complete, her eyes welled up with tears as she considered how to maximize her own interests.
While Fang Chang continued to beg, Liu Hu picked up a fallen wooden stick and approached him step by step.
Judging by his posture, he intended to break one of Fang Chang's legs.
Ji Rourou watched Fang Chang retreat in fear.
Though she feigned pitifulness, her heart was filled with disdain.
To her, Fang Chang was now like a broken pair of shoes, unable to walk, so it was time to change them!
"Brother, my friend didn't mean it, please spare him."
Liu Hu indeed stopped his actions at this statement. He looked at Ji Rourou's fair, tender face, then contemptuously at Fang Chang kneeling on the ground.
"Is this man your boyfriend?"
Ji Rourou vehemently shook her head.
Fang Chang had initially rejoiced, thinking Ji Rourou was interceding for him. However, looking at Ji Rourou's current expression, it seemed anything but well-intentioned.
Something flashed through his mind.
Ji Rourou had had the same expression on her face when she pushed the boy who went to rescue her into the zombie horde!
As expected, before Fang Chang could reply, Ji Rourou continued.
"Brother Fang Chang... although he did wrong to me, he did save me after all." Ji Rourou turned to Liu Hu with a look of suppressed grievance, "Brother... please spare him, I'm willing to tell you the location of a supply point in exchange."
Fang Chang understood immediately upon hearing this. This bitch wasn't trying to save him, but rather to push him to his death.
When Liu Hu had threatened to break his leg earlier, he had wanted to offer the villa in Yu Hu Tian Xia in exchange for a chance to join them.
He was just waiting for the right moment.
But now, Ji Rourou had revealed the existence of that villa first, and had even put on an act as if she had suffered wrongs from him, daring not to speak out of anger.
Fang Chang's face turned ashen. At this point, he had lost all his bargaining chips!
"You're spouting nonsense! Ji Rourou, you damned bitch, you want to kill me! What the hell did I do wrong to you?!"
Almost the moment Ji Rourou finished speaking, Fang Chang lunged at her with a ferocious expression, wanting to tear apart her pitiable face.
Seeing this, Ji Rourou deliberately stumbled, falling into Liu Hu's embrace with precision as if she had practiced it.
Tears streamed down her face as she nestled in Liu Hu's arms, appearing terrified. Her small hands tightly clutched the black shirt on Liu Hu's chest.
She showed no disgust for the odor that emanated from Liu Hu due to his not having showered for a long time, as if she found great security in his presence.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Brother Fang Chang, that villa has so many supplies, we can't keep it all to ourselves. There are so many people here, I really can't bear to watch them starve..."