Stocking up in space: surviving in a world of crisis

Zhang San brought the two of them to the second house quickly, and before they reached the door, they heard suppressed cries and begging for mercy from inside.

"Let me just say that this man is useless. I saw that the Tigers are so scared that they pee their pants, and they beat their wives and daughters to vent their anger behind their backs. This kind of person can't eat hot shit, not to mention tree roots." Zhang San laughed , "Let's go, let's go to the hero to save the beauty."

Tang Yizheng and Qi Yuan looked at each other. They didn't have the bad taste of Zhang San. Hearing the cries and abuse inside, the two followed in silence.

"Busy?" Zhang San kicked open the crumbling wooden door, and walked in holding it in his hand. Zhao Qi, who was punching his wife and daughter inside, saw Zhang San, and abruptly withdrew his raised slap.

"Brother Zhang, you, why are you here?"

The protection fee collected by the Black Dragon Gang is divided according to the region, and a team fixedly collects a region, so the refugees here all know the members of the Tigers.

Zhang San glanced at the trembling mother and daughter hugging each other, raised the machete in his hand, and slapped Zhao Qi's face twice with the back of the knife.

"Old Zhao, you have a bad memory. Your family's protection fee for this month has been delayed for several days. We are old acquaintances, so I don't want too much. This month, your family can pay three catties of cornmeal. After all, I usually take good care of your family, don’t you think so?”

"Brother Zhang, wasn't it two catties last month? Why did it go up?" Zhao Qi asked with a smile.

Zhang San patted Zhao Qi's face twice with the back of the knife, and pointed to the back.

"Didn't you see the two newly recruited boys next to me? They don't need to eat? Come on, three catties of cornmeal, but well, we have friendship after all, I will give you a choice, cut off a finger and the old rules, you choose which one?"

When Zhang San talked about the old rules, his eyes fell on the mother and daughter, showing an unclear smile.

Tang Yizheng twirled his fingers, looked up at Zhang San's neck, his eyes were a little dark.

Zhao Qi looked terrified. He was worried that the knife on his face would be cut off, so he could only twist his neck stiffly and look at the mother and daughter in the corner.

"Old, old rules."

"I'll fight with you." The girl who was protected by her mother suddenly rushed over to beat Zhang San, because she hadn't eaten for a long time, she was dizzy when she got up, she staggered twice and threw herself in front of Zhang San, Zhang San quickly dragged Zhao Qi to the front, blocking the girl's weak slap.

Zhao Qi, who was submissive in front of Zhang San, was hit by his daughter, raised his foot and kicked the girl in the stomach.

The girl was kicked on the ground, curled up in pain and convulsed, the middle-aged woman who was huddled in the corner threw herself on the girl and began to cry bitterly, Zhang San slapped Zhao Qi on the head, then raised his foot and kicked Zhao Qi's ass. foot.

"Go away, you bastard."

Zhao Qi dared not speak out, and pointed at the middle-aged woman with shaking fingers.

"Brother Zhang, can she afford three catties of cornmeal?"

Zhang San snorted coldly, "Your wife has been beaten to a bloody mess. She can be worth one catty at most, but your daughter can be worth two catties."

"Get out, no one can hurt my daughter, don't touch my daughter." The woman looked up at Zhang San and Zhao Qi, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen by Zhao Qi, even her ears were buzzing, she hugged the girl tightly, He yelled at the two of them with all his might.

"Get out, get out, Qiao Qiao, how are you? Mom is sorry for you. Mom is useless. She didn't protect you well."

"Li Wenqin, if you dare to yell at me, see if I don't beat you to death." Zhao Qi was about to hit someone with his eyes wide open, but was stopped by Zhang San.

"You beat her to death, isn't my trip today in vain?" Zhang San glanced at Qi Yuan and Tang Yizheng.

"You two go out and wait for me outside for half an hour."

Looking at Zhang San's wretched smile, Qi Yuan felt very uncomfortable. The situation in the refugee camp was even worse than he imagined. It was comparable to some places in Southeast Asia, full of violence and blood.

Qi Yuan sighed, if Tang Yizheng didn't let him do it, he really wanted to shoot the two men, the girl was still twitching, that kick was too hard.

As soon as he walked out of the small shed, Qi Yuan tugged Tang Yizheng's arm, "Just let this bastard mess around?"

"hold on."

Tang Yizheng looked back at Zhao Qi, Zhao Qi who was kicked out was extremely embarrassed, he was about to curse, when he saw Qi Yuan and Tang Yizheng standing in front, he nodded and smiled apologetically.

inside the shed.

"Don't come here, get out, don't come here." The middle-aged woman had already yelled loudly, she shrank back with Jojo in her arms, her eyes filled with panic and resentment.

"Wen Qin, let go of Qiao Qiao first, she is about to be strangled to death by you, Zhao Qi, you go out first, don't stand in the way here."

Li Wenqin ignored Zhang San. Qiao Qiao in her arms was already vomiting blood. She called Qiao Qiao’s name and cried bitterly. When Zhang San reached out to touch her, Li Wenqin suddenly pushed Zhang San to the ground, and then grabbed her. Pass the knife in Zhang San's hand.

"Ah..." There was a scream, and Zhang San, who was still screaming just now, had one arm cut off, blood sprayed on Li Wenqin's face, and he laughed maniacally, raising his knife towards Zhang San like chopping pork. Three's head dropped.

Hearing the screams, Qi Yuan and Tang Yizheng ran into the shed to check the situation, and saw Zhang San lying there bloody and bloody, he was not dead yet, and was still spitting blood from his mouth.

Zhao Qi leaned out from behind Tang Yizheng. He thought it was Li Wenqin who was screaming, but seeing the scene in front of him, he was frightened.

Li Wenqin laughed wildly and slashed at Zhang San with a knife.

Qiao Qiao, who was still twitching just now, lay motionless in the corner, Tang Yizheng moved over to sniff Qiao Qiao's breath.

Jojo is dead.

"Crazy, crazy." Zhao Qi scrambled and wanted to rush out of the shed, but was blocked by Qi Yuan. At this moment, Li Wenqin came over with a knife. She looked at Zhao Qi with tears in her eyes.

"That's your daughter, Zhao Qi, you are not as good as pigs and dogs, you kicked Qiao Qiao to death, I want you to pay for it."

With a sound of "Puff!", the knife stabbed into Zhao Qi's abdomen forcefully. Li Wenqin pulled out the knife suddenly, and a stream of blood sprayed out, all falling on her body. She raised the knife again and slashed directly at Zhao Qi's neck.

Zhao Qi stared at Li Wenqin with eyes wide open. Before dying, he was still insulting Li Wenqin.

"Stinky bitch, you're going to die."

"I'm going to die? Zhao Qi, I'm really blind to marry a man like you."

Li Wenqin laughed and laughed, and she started to cry again. She dropped the machete and sat down on the ground, then crawled to Qiao Qiao's side and wiped Qiao Qiao's face with blood-stained hands.

"Don't be afraid, mom will protect you, Qiao Qiao is not afraid, no one will bully us again."

Qi Yuan's throat moved, he didn't expect that in just a few minutes, both Zhang San and Zhao Qi died in Li Wenqin's hands.