She got the wrong script, didn't she?

Chapter 131 Unsettled Night
"let go!"

The man tore off the strap of the bag forcefully and warned sharply.

Although the owner of the bag was taken aback by the battle, his heart was relieved when he saw the figure approaching them from the corner of his eye.

Great, someone is here, these people must be here to help me.

The owner of the bag was overjoyed when he saw someone noticed their movements.

He subconsciously felt that the person who snatched the bag in front of him would turn around and leave immediately before the others arrived, and he now had the confidence to speak: "Why are you snatching my bag? Is there any reason?"

"There's one!"

"Hurry up, don't let him run away!"

"Things can only be mine!"

……

Hearing the voice, the owner of the bag became more and more excited, and didn't notice what the residents who rushed over were saying, and just waved his free hand vigorously: "Hey, hey, someone is here, grab something! "

Although the size of this survivor base is small, it also provides shelter for many Vitaia residents.

There is no need to face the horrific faces of the mutants anymore, and the safety of life is guaranteed. All these reasons also make the residents unwilling to leave the base easily except for special circumstances.

And once out of the dangerous environment, people will always be engulfed by the warm sunshine on the surface inadvertently, and the tight string called "vigilance" in their minds will gradually relax.

Then he was immersed in the illusion created by this warm ocean and couldn't extricate himself.

Then gradually forget...

I was already in a dilapidated and chaotic world.

Is there any legal order in troubled times?

At least the resident of Vitaia who was robbed believed in it before he was kicked.

The man who came to snatch the bag was still holding on to the other end of the bag when he saw someone. After grinding for a while, he gradually became irritable. Coupled with the residents around him who kept approaching, the man immediately lost the patience to spend time with him .

He immediately raised his foot, and then kicked directly at the chest of the Vitaya resident who was not letting go.

"boom!"

The owner of the bag was kicked over by the man.

When his body lost his balance, he subconsciously reached out to grab something next to him to stabilize his body, but unexpectedly tore the tent frame off.

In an instant, the cry of pain accompanied by the sound of pinging and bangs completely pierced the silence of the night.

"Damn, idiot."

The man who successfully snatched the bag didn't even care about giving alms to the residents lying in pain|groaning|groaning in the completely scrapped tent, and immediately lowered his head and opened the bag and grabbed a bag to eat from it.

"Hiss!" The packaging bag was torn open, and the man stuffed the thing into his mouth and gnawed.

At this moment, the original backpack owner, who had regained his composure, looked up and saw such a scene, and his eyes turned red instantly.

That was all his food.

He stretched out his hands to support the ground and wanted to get up, but the man's strength just now was outrageous, and now he still felt bursts of pain in his chest after being kicked.

"Give me back the things..."

There was a tight pain in his chest, and his eyes were still faintly dark, but this didn't stop the original owner of the backpack from eagerly wanting to get the things back.

He clutched his chest in pain and stood up tremblingly, but in the next second he staggered and fell down again, his eyes lost sight of.

Behind him, another resident immediately turned his attention to the man who was gnawing something after seeing his hand. Oh, wrong, to be precise, it was the bag with the food packaging bag slightly exposed in the man's hand.

The greed in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"Give me the bag! Give me!"

The person who came waved the piece of wood that was as thick as a child's arm and roared, keeping his eyes on the backpack in his hand while speaking.

Seeing that the man was indifferent to his actions, the Vitaya resident was also annoyed, and stepped forward a few steps to try to grab the bag in his hand.

The man swallowed what was in his mouth, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand while putting aside the packaging bag.

Then he quickly squatted down, pulled out the tent frame that had been torn out from the ground by the movement of the backpack owner just now, grabbed the frame together with the rags from the tent on the frame, and swung the backpack onto his back with the other hand .

"pia!" A voice rang through the sky, and the man grabbed the bracket and pulled it towards the residents who rushed over.

The bracket has good toughness and hardness enough, and it is much more flexible than the wood in the resident's hand.

"nnd, you are the only one who dare to rush to snatch something that I managed to snatch?"

While cursing, the man whipped the person in front of him vigorously with a brace. The force with which he hit him did not look like someone who had been starved for a long time.

"Ah!" The resident who was holding the wood screamed after being whipped, and still waved the wood in his hands indiscriminately.

I don't know if the resident had better luck, and the wood he swung wildly hit the man several times.

The two fought fiercely, and both were injured after a while.

Seeing this situation, the residents who had been watching in the dark immediately rushed out with a brick, and then directly shot at the person closest to them.

The two who had fought without the slightest distraction before were caught off guard by this man who rushed over halfway.

One of them was even bloodied by being slapped with a few bricks on the spot. Although the other was not killed by a slap, he was not much better.

Not only was he hit by two bricks firmly, but this time he was so patted that he couldn't lift his arms, and the hand holding the bracket trembled uncontrollably.

The man saw that the resident who jumped out halfway slapped him to death with a brick and then came towards him, so he couldn't help but take a half step back.

Unexpectedly, he was patronizing, and the next moment, there was a sharp pain in his heart, followed by the sound of a knife piercing into flesh and blood.

Someone came behind him at some point. Seeing him turning his head, the person immediately reached out and pushed the knife forward a few minutes, and then tore off the backpack on his body.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

"boom!"

After all, the man didn't make it through, and fell forward straight, with a knife stuck in his back, blood was still dripping from the wound, and his clothes were wet.

But after a while he was out of breath.

"Damn it." The one holding the brick immediately yelled when he saw someone coming to cut off his beard again, and then stepped forward with the blood-stained brick.

Seeing this, the latecomer immediately reached out and pulled out the knife stuck in the man's back, and started to fight with the man with the knife.

Scene after scene fell into the eyes of the original owner of the backpack.

He wasn't dead yet, he let out a sigh of relief, and then he realized in a trance that the base had changed drastically before he knew it.

There were shouts one after another, mixed with the cries of a few children, and a bloody smell gradually filled the air.

In an instant, the survivor base was like a slaughterhouse.

As if they had made an appointment in advance, the residents of Vitaia who were sleeping on the "floor bunk" attacked the residents who were sleeping in the tents at the same time.

Just for... food.

But all this is like a coincidence, a "coincidence" that broke out due to a potential opportunity.

Residents are killing each other, just to snatch that little food that may fill their stomachs, it may be a piece of instant noodles, or a compressed biscuit...

(End of this chapter)