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Chef Wang held a long wooden stick, stirring back and forth in the large iron pot. Before long, the bones and meat floated to the surface!
Chef Wang reached into the boiling pot with his bare hands, pulled out a large meat bone, and tossed it onto the nearby cutting board. Then he picked up a bone knife and, with a few swift cuts, separated the meat from the bone with remarkable efficiency!
Afterward, the two helpers leaned in, grabbed some delicious meat, and stuffed it into their mouths, chewing and praising it endlessly!
In the hall, three scruffy men lay on the ground. Seeing that the meat was cooked, they immediately rushed over, clamoring for food.
Just then, a Ragged Man walked out from a small room upstairs. Seeing everyone gathered around eating meat, he said nothing and simply walked past.
Someone remarked to Chef Wang, "This Old Zhou really doesn't know his place. If he weren't so thin, I would have eaten him first!"
Chef Wang called out to the Ragged Man, "Old Zhou, the meat is ready. Aren't you going to eat some?"
The Ragged Man shook his head and went straight down to stand in the corridor on the first floor, looking out through a leaky window.
Chef Wang was ignored but didn't mind; he immediately called out to everyone, "It's time to eat! It's time to eat!"
Including Chef Wang, there were six people who acted like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey. They rushed forward without caring whether the water in the pot was boiling or not, reaching in to grab meat. One man was quick and seized another's head, shoving it into his mouth and gnawing away, fearing that if he took too long, someone else would snatch it away.
Hearing the sounds of gluttony from upstairs, the Ragged Man shook his head repeatedly. "How did I end up with this bunch? It's truly pathetic!"
This Ragged Man's surname was Zhou; his name was Zhou Wen. He had originally been a lecturer at Jiangbei University. Since it was the weekend, he thought of taking his wife and child to Peach Blossom Hot Spring Villa for some relaxation. Little did he know that as soon as they entered the villa, a Zombie outbreak occurred, and his family met their end here!
Zhou Wen's wife and child were infected during the Zombie outbreak. Within hours, the two people he loved most in life were waving their arms and drooling as they lunged at him!
Zhou Wen had no idea what had happened to this world; how could everything change so suddenly?
Zhou Wen found himself puzzled by matters that most people would also struggle to understand. However, whether the calamity of this apocalypse was a natural disaster or man-made remained uncertain.
Chased by his wife and daughter, who had turned into Zombies, Zhou Wen ran all over the world. But hiding was not a solution. In the end, when he found himself in a perilous situation, he suddenly grabbed a wooden stick from the ground. Although he loved his wife and child, in that critical moment, he swung the stick towards them.
With one strike, the two women swayed for a moment before collapsing to the ground. Around him, the scene resembled a puddle of tofu, sending shockwaves through Zhou Wen's nerves like an electric shock.
However, heaven did not grant Zhou Wen much time to process his feelings. Immediately after, dozens of Zombies surged towards him. It was as if countless rats had finally spotted a grain of rice; in an instant, Zhou Wen became the target of their attention.
Zhou Wen began to run frantically, but after only a few meters, he collided with a young man.
The young man was not a Zombie; he held a hatchet and shouted back at someone behind him wearing security clothing, "Hey bro, should we take action?"
The person in security clothing was the original leader of the survivors from Peach Blossom Hot Spring Villa, while the young man with the axe was Vincent, who later took his place!
Unfortunately, all of this had become a fleeting memory. Zhou Wen owed his life to Vincent's rescue and had followed him faithfully ever since.
Thinking back on those past events brought tears to Zhou Wen's eyes. If it weren't for Vincent saving him back then, he wouldn't have stayed here and contributed to such cruelty.
As he caught a whiff of meat coming from upstairs, Zhou Wen felt a wave of nausea wash over him. Nevertheless, meat was still meat, and his stomach involuntarily growled in response.
Zhou Wen had his own life principles. Although he relied on Vincent, he never resorted to cannibalism; instead, he sought wild herbs and tree bark to fill his stomach. As a result, his nutrition suffered over several months—his hair not only failed to grow but also fell out significantly.
Bitterly sighing, Zhou Wen muttered to himself, "Enough is enough. If I stay here any longer, I might end up in that pot myself. Why should I offer myself up as food?"
After contemplating for a moment, Zhou Wen quickly made his way out of the building. He tore off a piece of rag from his clothing and held it tightly in his hand as he ran away.
Chef Wang had already noticed that Zhou Wen seemed a bit off, so he kept an eye on him. When he saw Zhou Wen running away recklessly, Chef Wang realized something was wrong and immediately shouted, "Old Zhou is trying to escape! Quick, go after him!"
The men around him were too busy devouring the human flesh in their hands to pay him any mind. However, his shout did attract Vincent from upstairs.
Vincent, covered in blood and adjusting his pants, questioned, "What's going on?"
Chef Wang replied, "Old Zhou has run away!"
Upon hearing this, Vincent smiled, revealing two rows of yellowed teeth with bits of red flesh stuck between them.
In a few quick steps, Vincent dashed out and spotted Old Zhou waving a white cloth. He understood the situation immediately and threw the axe he had clenched in his hand at the fleeing Zhou Wen.
The large axe flipped through the air several times before crashing down onto Zhou Wen, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground!
Vincent ran a few steps forward, grinning widely as he exclaimed, "Looks like we have dinner sorted for tonight!"
At that moment, Vincent caught sight of a man standing on the roof of Peach Blossom Hot Spring Villa. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, the man's presence was imposing!
Vincent stepped on the still body of Zhou Wen and pushed aside his long hair with his hand to squint at the man across from him.
The man on the roof extended his arm and made a gesture as if firing a gun. In response, Vincent laughed heartily and said, "I don't care who you are; this Peach Blossom Hot Spring Villa is mine. No one can take it away! Even if the King of Heaven himself comes today, it won't matter!"
After saying this, Vincent grabbed Zhou Wen by the heel and dragged him back inside.
Fatty heard the commotion outside and rushed up to the roof with his gun. However, Li Nan waved his hand and said, "No need!"
The meaning of "Fatty" is to take the opportunity to eliminate one enemy if possible, but Li Nan does not intend to do so. Instead, he plans to either strike decisively or wait for the right moment to strike.
Li Nan has now confirmed that the long-haired man is Vincent. Since he has identified the leader, the next steps will be easier.
Li Nan then asked Fatty, "Is Zhao Si ready?"
Fatty replied confidently, "Everything is set, just waiting for you to give the word!"
Li Nan waved his hand and said, "Let's wait a bit longer!"
Fatty nodded in agreement and immediately positioned himself behind Li Nan as they descended from the rooftop together.
The weather today has been quite poor, with a light drizzle that doesn't soak through but gives a damp feeling, making it rather uncomfortable.
The Peach Blossom Hot Spring Villa is filled with hot springs, and as raindrops hit the warm water, steam rises into the air. With it being noon and the sun peeking out, a thin mist spreads through the humid atmosphere.
After about an hour, the mist in Peach Blossom Hot Spring Villa has thickened. Beyond two meters, one can only see vague silhouettes, severely obstructing visibility.
The men hiding in the building at the spring's source seem accustomed to human flesh and show no signs of fear. Under their leader Vincent's orders, they all hold axes and wooden sticks, waiting for those outside to attack so they can fight back fiercely.
Chef Wang sits on a wooden stump with a large kitchen knife in hand, half-closing his eyes as if resting. The others are sprawled out without any intention of fighting; in their eyes, human life seems worthless, including their own. They are all reckless characters who don't care about their lives.
Suddenly, Chef Wang hears strange noises from outside—rustling sounds that are quite enticing!
At this moment, the others also hear the noise; it seems to be the sound of splashing water!
Chef Wang tilted his head and stretched his neck out of the window, but due to the thick fog, he couldn't see anything clearly. However, although the fog obstructed his vision, it did not hinder his hearing. He faintly heard the sound of water coming from outside the building.
"Could it be that those people from across the street are attacking?" Chef Wang thought to himself as he picked up a stone and threw it towards the source of the sound, but all he heard was the splash of the stone hitting the water; it didn't hit anything tangible.
The sudden sound of splashing water made Chef Wang quite irritated. However, since the other party had not yet attacked the building, there was no need to worry for now, so he retreated back inside.
Within three seconds, the splashing sound resumed, this time coming from several nearby springs. Along with the sound of water, there seemed to be faint sighs and murmurs from people.
A man suddenly became agitated. "What the hell is going on? Is it haunted?"
In this day and age, who believes in ghosts? Especially those who are used to committing violent acts; none of them would believe in such things. The group was no longer made up of mere thugs; they were desperate men who had nothing to lose and did not believe in fate. Each one of them had blood on their hands. So when someone mentioned ghosts, others laughed out loud. But moments later, they could no longer laugh because the voices outside became clearer and closer, shouting, "Give me back Xiao Mi's life!" "Give me back Gao Ming's life!" "Give me back Zhao Si's life!" "..."
Chef Wang poked his head out again and saw several blurry figures in the fog. However, these shadows did not frighten him.
At this moment, whether it was a real ghost or someone pretending to be one, Chef Wang picked up another stone and threw it at the location of the shadow. However, the effect was quite strange.
He saw that when the stone hit the pale figure, it passed right through it as if it were nothing. The figure continued moving forward as if nothing had happened!
Seeing this, Chef Wang felt a chill run down his spine. "Could it be that there really are ghosts in this world?"
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