Chapter 63 – Kitchen Knife (1/2)

Regardless of this person’s reasons, he definitely wouldn’t come over and clear out the zombies out of altruism. The only thing of worth within this construction site was the residential building. It was also where Ling Mo hid his supplies. The other party’s objective was likely that as well.

Encountering a survivor after the world ended wasn’t necessarily a good thing. Ling Mo cautiously approached the residential building and quietly entered after noticing that there were no abnormalities with it.

Ling Mo heard a person’s laughter upon reaching the second floor. That was good. Based on the sound, this person had only entered the second floor, likely to take shelter from the rain. This meant that the supplies Ling Mo hid on the third floor wouldn’t be discovered.

But this person’s laughter was exceptionally ear-piercing!

“Hahaha. Boss, you’re not planning to finish her off, right?”

“Don’t toy with her till she dies, our brothers still haven’t had their fun!”

After taking a breather, a man’s slightly coarse and heavy voice resounded, “What’s the rush! With me around, women will throw themselves at you and beg you to fuck them. Damn, this woman is even better than that brat from before…”

After he spoke, the man’s voice suddenly started to reverberate. A woman’s tragic cries could be heard in the midst of the men’s laughter.

Her mouth was more or less covered, muffling her cries. But in spite of that one could still hear the pain in her voice.

“Shut up! What’re you crying about! I, your father, knows that women like you used to look down on us last time. But now you’d better make sure you make your father feel good, or else I’ll slice you up and feed you to the zombies!”

“Haha, boss, you almost scared her to death.”

“Make sure you don’t kill her, finding a woman nowadays is hard!”

“What’s there to be afraid of! It’s hard for us to get a chance like this to have fun. It’s raining and the zombies can’t hear us. Hahaha…”

Ling Mo’s expression turned a little unsightly, but his legs didn’t stop moving. He slowly went along the stairs as he approached the second level.

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Ling Mo originally planned to chase these people out, but the grip on his short saber tightened after hearing them insult the woman, his eyes flashing with a trace of murderous intent.

Sure enough, a majority of the female populace could be considered as a disadvantaged group once the world ended. And in this world without order, people with power naturally possessed the qualifications to have greater resources. Of course, women who were willing to stick to people like these for the sake of survival were included as well.

But Ling Mo felt disgust from the bottom of his heart towards people like this group who insulted women!

Societal restraints didn’t exist anymore, but that didn’t mean that people could act like animals!

“What the hell, you guys still haven’t finished even after playing around for so long.”

The voice came from a man who stood near the third floor’s staircase. A thin wooden stick hung from his lips and he held a kitchen knife in his hand. He looked a little fidgety…a large tent had been pitched at his crotch after hearing the sounds from inside.

He turned his head towards the corridor as he bellowed. “Hurry up and send someone over to swap out with your father! Fuck, I’m the only one standing out here being blue balled. The rain’s so huge that you wouldn’t even be able to see the hair on a zombie, what are they so scared of…”

In the moment his head was turned, a silhouette suddenly rushed out from the corner of the staircase and pierced his throat with a short saber, pinning him to the wall.

All four of the man’s limbs went limp and the kitchen knife in his hands fell out, but Ling Mo deftly caught it in his hands.

Seeing the man’s eyes that went wide with fright and despair, Ling Mo swiftly withdraw his short saber from the wall while holding onto his arms at the same time, laying him on the floor in one smooth motion.

Fresh blood leaked out from his mouth. A puddle of blood also flowed out from the stab wound at the back of his head. His body continued twitching even though it had already breathed its last.