Watching the middle-aged woman crawl back to the room, Lang Hua and others also entered the room and closed the door one after another.
As for the strange screams made by Lao Hu and his wife later, and the loud knocking on the master bedroom door in the middle of the night, they automatically ignored them.
"Brother, you just want them to be more arrogant, right? You can't hide this from me." Yang Xiaoxiao, who pulled Lang Hua to the corner, said quietly.
In fact, Lang Hua didn't want to hide anything from Yang Xiaoxiao at all. At present, she, Yang Bensheng, and Lin Wenjin were relatively well aware, so he didn't need to worry too much.
Uncle Yang and Uncle Lin have worked hard in society for many years for their family. They can understand many things without Lang Hua explaining them.
The biggest problems are Aunt Ping and Sister Qian.
In addition, once our side is no longer as respectful as it was at the beginning and returns to its normal attitude, the dissatisfaction of the Ma brothers and others will only deepen.
He knows these truths, from beginning to end
Because evil needs to grow, and often greater evil does not look so ferocious in the initial stage of germination.
Never test human nature, that's what it says.
Because human nature has never been able to withstand the test, not even once.
Although with Lang Hua's ability, this batch of supplies is not necessary for him. But for ordinary evolvers struggling to evolve in the end of the world, these large quantities of high-quality food and weapons are much more valuable than human life.
Perhaps when they entered the house, they learned that Aunt Ping and the others were the landlord. This group of people will become much more submissive later on. Of course, you may still think about some hidden conspiracy. But Lang Hua would not accept such an ambiguous answer.
His goals have always been clear.
Li Liping and Lin Qian have seen more now and will make fewer mistakes in the future.
And a lower error rate means a higher possibility of survival.
"Don't try to deny it. I am the genius girl Yang Xiaoxiao." The girl raised her chin, revealing a snow-white neck, like a proud white swan.
"Want them to be more arrogant? Pretty much."
Thinking of this, Lang Hua asked Yang Xiaoxiao: "Were you angry at that time?"
"Of course I'm angry. I'm so angry that my teeth are itching."
"That's not right."
Lang Hua said slowly: "Xiaoxiao, remember one thing. In the apocalypse, one person does not need a perfect reason to kill another person. If you are reasonable in the apocalypse, you will only suffer a loss. And if you suffer too much, will die."
…
There was no light in the dark night of the apocalypse. After the shouting of Lao Hu and his wife subsided, the whole apartment quickly became quiet.
But the silence did not last long, and was broken by another short and violent knock on the door.
"Dong, dong, dong! Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang!"
"Damn it, why are you knocking on the door in the middle of the night! Stop knocking, here it comes!"
After opening the door, Mada’s wife, Xie Ying, was revealed. She rubbed her eyes and asked in confusion: "Old Hu's family, and Old Hu. Why are you two?"
"Brother...brother and sister, something big has happened." The middle-aged woman stumbled as she spoke, like a frightened horse that was unconscious, waving its hands and feet wildly.
The boss of the Ma family was still dissatisfied with being woken up in the middle of the night. He teased angrily: "A big thing? What big thing could happen? Isn't your man dead?"
"You!" Lao Hu was furious, but he swallowed his anger when his wife tugged at the corner of his clothes.
He looked at Ma Da and said seriously: "Brothers of the Ma family, something big has happened. Call your brother quickly, we have to discuss it."
Xie Ying frowned when she heard this: "Why is it so mysterious?"
"Partition walls have ears, let's go inside and talk." Old Hu said.
But Martha still looked reluctant: "You asked me to call someone, who do you think you are?"
Xie Ying poked him in the chest with her elbow. Urged: "Go quickly."
Section 2
At 6 o'clock this evening, in a corner of the community.
A shantytown stands alone here. Compared with the high-rise buildings next to it, the structure of this place is simple and rough. Asbestos tiles were stacked haphazardly on the roof, like a dilapidated hut where scavengers temporarily lived. It looked quite unstable.
At this time, a figure was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed in the outer room of the house.
Lin Wenjin asked the man: "How do you feel about giving birth to your brother?"
"It's done."
Yang Bensheng suddenly opened his eyes. There seemed to be light flowing in his eyes, and there seemed to be rippling water in his eyes, like two deep pools. Lin Wenjin couldn't help but feel slightly in a trance.
"It's a very magical feeling." Yang Bensheng added.
"How's it going? What's it called? What type?" Seeing Lin Wenjin like this, he was even more excited than when he awakened his ability.
"Water element," Yang Bensheng closed his eyes and recalled the feeling when his ability was activated, "it's called 'mercury retrograde'."
"The name is quite strange."
"I can't tell, I just think it should be called this name." Yang Bensheng teased, "You're still telling me that your 'Golden Sand' and 'Xinghuo' aren't even better? You're acting like a young man."
"Ahem," Lin Wenjin changed the subject, "What else? What about 'Mercury retrograde'?"
"No more." Yang Bensheng blinked innocently.
"Gone?"
"No, do you think everyone will be as lucky as you, Boss Lin? When you wake up, you will have both gold and fire elements."
Yang Bensheng patted his old classmate on the shoulder and said indifferently: "I am very satisfied with this. Fortunately, he is not a useless person, or has no ability at all. At such an old age, don't hold back their young people. good."
"Ah? I saw Xiaohua's first awakening and dual skills, and then I did the same thing. I thought it was quite common." Lin Wenjin couldn't help but feel discouraged.
But he turned and slapped Yang Bensheng on the back again, laughing and scolding: "You have just turned forty, why do you sound like a seventy-year-old? You don't know how to worry about your own affairs."
"It's always fun to be content." Yang Bensheng said with a smile.
"Mercury retrograde, Mercury retrograde, why does it sound more and more familiar to me?"
"Why, Boss Lin," Yang Bensheng said teasingly, "have you awakened your third skill?"
"Fuck you," Lin Wenjin punched him in the chest and said with a smile, "I really feel familiar."
"Oh, by the way, it's the 'Mercury retrograde' thing. I paid a lot of attention to these things when I was doing business. Even if we don't talk about the divination superstition, Mercury is very special and has an impact on information interference..."
"I know, you also worshiped the Bodhisattva in the office, didn't you? Everyone doing business worships the God of Wealth, which means you are special."
"I'm not influenced by you, Brother Sheng. People, safety and security are the most important thing. Money and money are all external things." Lin Wenjin raised his eyebrows at Yang Bensheng.
"Come on." Yang Bensheng joked, "Boss Lin, you have so much money that you have nowhere to put it, so you don't have to worry about it."
But Yang Bensheng turned around and sighed again: "Oh, it's a pity that now that the apocalypse has broken out, all those 'external possessions' have become empty overnight. Regardless of what the family inherited, there is a big sum in it, all of which you have accumulated over the years. I worked hard bit by bit. This is all your hard work. I still remember when you were..."
"Needless to say," Lin Wenjin raised his hand and offered a cigarette to stop him, "As long as Qian'er is safe and sound. During those days when I was trapped in the operating room, I...I..."
"I understand," Yang Bensheng said with relief, "I don't know the news about Xiaoxiao and Xiaohua. Privately, I am heartbroken."
"At that time, I simply thought that I would open the door and rush home all the way. But I was also afraid that I would die on the way and not see Qian'er for the last time..."
Lin Wenjin sighed, rubbed his fingers, and an orange-red flame the size of a pea instantly appeared. He lit cigarettes for the two of them with a flip of his fingers.
"Your ability is a bit convenient." Yang Bensheng couldn't help but sigh.
Even if he himself has awakened an ability, he will still be surprised when he sees Lin Wenjin using his evolutionary ability.
Black mist, black corpses, evolvers, ability users... the world after the disaster can no longer be viewed with common sense.
Two villains were sleeping on another bed. Yang Bensheng took a look, turned around and said softly: "Old Lin, let's smoke outside the door."
That was Duan Qing and her brother.
Before the four came to the Yang family's apartment, Lang Hua arranged for Yang Bensheng and Lin Wenjin to stay at Duan Qing's home to take care of the siblings.
Yang Qinghua and two other nurse girls were also half asleep and half awake on the chairs in the next room.
Originally, they refused to fall asleep - after experiencing the "escape from the hospital" incident, the three of them were especially worried about the shack where they were currently hiding. And this is in the absence of three high-power characters, Lang Hua, Lin Qian, and Yang Xiaoxiao.
"This kid, Xiaohua, is really lucky to have him." Yang Bensheng took a deep breath from his cigarette and puffed out the smoke and said happily.
"Yes. The young man is really good. He knows how to repay his kindness, and he has courage and wisdom."
Lin Wenjin also sighed: "At this juncture of the end of the world, who can rush back from outside the city to save people? Even the most reckless boy can't do such a thing with a narrow escape from death."
"Xiaohua has a calm personality. I believe he has considered it." Yang Bensheng flicked the cigarette ashes and nodded.
"Yeah, so it's really not your fault for you and your siblings to raise that kid as your own son."
"If Xiaohua was an ordinary person," Yang Bensheng mused, "I would rather he not come back. In today's Shashi District 3, Lao Lin, your saying of 'a narrow escape from death' is so right. The world has changed drastically, and living is not easy. .”
Lin Wenjin nodded in agreement, then opened his lips slightly, and a ring of smoke floated out.
Seeing how he was enjoying himself, Yang Bensheng wondered: "Boss Lin, don't you smoke Cuban cigars? Why are you using this kind of stuff today?"
"Hey," Lin Wenjin grinned at him in the darkness, "Today is different from the past. You haven't quit smoking for many years. Why did you take it as soon as I handed it to you?"
At this time Yang Bensheng also took the last puff.
He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out with his foot. He shook his head and said, "When I first entered the industry, I was worried to death from staying up late to write materials. Naturally, I smoked fiercely. Later..."
"Later, I wanted to have a child with my siblings, I know that."
"Then I didn't pick it up again." Yang Bensheng spread his hands and said.
"Brother Sheng, I really obey you. Just quit when you say it. You are much better than me. I have quit more than 30 times..."
"Haha, you..."
Yang Bensheng suddenly changed his expression: "Old Lin put out the cigarette!"
"What's wrong?" Lin Wenjin immediately threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, then turned to look at him.
Although he was confused, he firmly believed in Yang Bensheng's instructions.
"Silence!"
Yang Bensheng lowered his body and listened with bated breath:
"In the distance...I'm afraid something is coming."
