Chapter 41: Brother Jie, Murder Isn’t Good

Chapter 41: Brother Jie, Murder Isn't Good

“My dad he...”

Li Shanyang was lying naked on the bed, his body blue and his chest motionless.

He looked as if he were dead.

The fat man sat in an e-sports chair beside him, head down, showing no reaction.

Liu Jie helped Li Xiaoya up, and they both limped over.

First, they checked Li Shanyang's nose; there was no breath, and his body was already frozen stiff.

“Dad!”

Li Xiaoya covered her mouth, unable to accept it.

It had only been a few days since the heavy rain started, yet her father and mother had died one after another.

Now she was an orphan with no one to rely on.

Looking at the mess beneath Li Shanyang, one could imagine the inhuman treatment he endured before his death.

Li Xiaoya did not blame herself but instead blamed everything on Meng Ci.

If it weren't for Meng Ci deceiving everyone here, how would they be trapped without food or water?

If it weren't for Meng Ci having food and refusing to help, how would her parents have met their fate due to lack of food?

Meng Ci, I will never let you go.

Liu Jie swallowed hard, about to check the fat man's breathing.

“Ah!”

“Damn!”

As Liu Jie placed his hand under the fat man's nose, the fat man suddenly grabbed his hand without warning.

Li Xiaoya and Liu Jie screamed in terror.

“Food, food, I want food!” the fat man muttered, gripping Liu Jie's hand tightly.

Then, staring intently at Liu Jie's hand, he bit down hard.

“Shit! Stop it!”

Liu Jie felt his hand being torn by the fat man's teeth and frantically hit the fat man's head with his other hand.

“Let go!”

The fat man clamped down harder, showing no sign of releasing Liu Jie's hand.

Damn, even though he's dying, how can he still have such strength!

“Xiaoya, the knife! Get it for me!” Liu Jie’s eyes turned red from the pain.

Li Xiaoya shakily handed the knife to Liu Jie.

“Brother Jie, what are you going to do?”

“Murder isn’t good!”

Liu Jie wasn’t thinking about murder right now; his flesh was about to be torn off!

If he didn’t deal with this guy, he would be the next to die.

With his left hand holding the knife, Liu Jie slashed twice at the fat man's neck.

Feeling the pain, the fat man finally released Liu Jie's hand and slumped back against the chair.

His mouth was smeared with Liu Jie's blood.

“Food, I want food!”

Liu Jie placed the knife on a table full of instant noodle cups, cradling his bitten hand, which bore deep tooth marks almost to the bone.

“Damn.”

With such a deep wound and the heavy rain outside, he didn’t know if he could get a rabies vaccine.

Shit!

What if this guy had some disease?

Fuming, Liu Jie kicked the e-sports chair, causing it to tip over.

The fat man's head hit the bedside table, his mouth opening and closing, eventually falling silent.

Li Xiaoya found Liu Jie's aura terrifying at that moment.

But with her parents dead, she could only rely on Liu Jie, so despite her fear, she went to comfort him.

“Brother Jie, is your hand okay?”

Liu Jie shook his head, “I’m fine!”

“Let’s keep looking for food!”

Killing someone is usually a terrifying act, but after Liu Jie killed the fat man, he felt strangely relieved and wasn't scared at all.

Instead, the irritation in his heart was eased.

The two of them searched the house and found only half a moldy bread, an unopened bottle of cola, and half a bucket of chicken legs!

This half bucket of chicken legs already had a smell, but for the two starving men, seeing the chicken legs was like seeing a grand feast!

One didn't care that his hand had just touched a rat, and the other didn't mind that his hand was covered in blood; they both grabbed the chicken legs and started eating.

They also took turns drinking from the bottle of cola, and after finishing it, they looked at each other with a smile and simultaneously burped.

Although the chicken legs were greasy and had a strange taste, the feeling of fullness made them feel incredibly happy.

With their stomachs full, the two didn't want to miss any possibilities and searched the house again.

After confirming there was no more food, they took the half pack of bread and went upstairs.

As they walked, they cursed the fat man, saying even though he was dead, he should have left them some food.

What a starving ghost!

After seeing Li Shanyang and the fat man die, Meng Ci lit a scented candle to celebrate and poured himself half a glass of red wine.

He then took out a steak he had bought in M country and prepared a candlelit dinner.

After eating and drinking his fill, Meng Ci contentedly went to bed.

When he woke up, it was already eight o'clock.

Meng Ci took out a cup of soy milk and a coarse grain pancake from his storage space and ate while watching a TV show.

"Screech~"

Suddenly, an alarm sounded outside.

Through the peephole, Meng Ci saw that it was Shen Que who was doing something outside.

"Shen Que, what are you doing?"

Hearing Meng Ci's voice, Shen Que turned around and explained, "I happened to have an alarm at home, so I brought it here. If anyone approaches, we can detect it in time."

"Oh!"

Since it was for the safety of both households, Meng Ci couldn't leave after seeing it, so he stayed to see if there was anything he could help with.

Once he crossed the door built yesterday, Meng Ci saw that the outer wall had been torn down by someone.

"Who did this!"

There were no surveillance cameras or anything, and Meng Ci was furious. It seemed he would have to swallow this indignation.

"I'm not sure either."

Shen Que had discovered this when he woke up this morning, which was why he brought out the alarm.

It was an infrared sensor, and it would sound an alarm if anyone approached.

And since it ran on batteries, it was very convenient.

After the wall they built yesterday was destroyed, the two decided to finish building the wall today.

With yesterday's practice, they worked together quickly.

Shen Que became increasingly skilled at building the wall.

When the wall reached about 1.5 meters high, Meng Ci took out a steel saw and started cutting steel bars without specific length requirements.

After cutting them, he inserted them between two rows of bricks. Once the cement on the bricks had set a bit, they could add more cement.

When the wall was ten centimeters below the ceiling, they stopped.

This small gap wouldn't allow anyone to break in and could be filled with more cement.

To prevent the cement from being destroyed again, Shen Que sat outside on a chair during the setting period, with the rusty butcher knife beside him.

Anyone sneaking around would quickly leave upon seeing the knife next to Shen Que.

During mealtime, Meng Ci prepared the food and brought it out to Shen Que.

Afterwards, with nothing else to do, Shen Que began teaching Meng Ci how to box.