Fast Travel: Endangered Pup Rescue Project

When they arrived at the villa, it was already midnight. Song Ziqing and the others were yawning nonstop. Several cars behind them also followed them in, and then stopped in front of the house next door.

Song Ziming ignored them. Although the villas here were well-decorated, they were empty because no one had lived there. He had already visited the one that had been occupied before, and there was almost nothing left, so I hope this group of people won't bother them.

However, they were afraid of what would happen. Just after they finished cooking, there was a knock on the door.

"Sure enough, we're still here." Song Ziying snorted coldly, and then helped Song Xia put on her hat.

"What's the matter?" Song Ziming did not open the door completely. Although he was only fifteen, he was already 1.8 meters tall and blocked the inside completely.

The sight can be blocked, but the smell cannot be blocked. God knows how many days these people haven't eaten hot food. They smell the smell of meat and keep swallowing their saliva.

"Young man, what are you doing? Let us go in first."

"Yeah, let's eat now. You kids are quite capable!"

As they said that, they were about to squeeze in, but they didn't move after one push and two pushes.

Song Ziming said sharply: "Did I tell you to come in?"

The faces of several people changed immediately, and they said relying on their age: "If we don't tell you, please call your adults."

"Get out!" Song Ziming was angry and was about to close the door.

"Young man, please, you can't just watch me, an old man, starve and freeze to death like this, right?" The oldest old man among the people stood up, with a pleading look on her face, and she was still trembling. , even kneeling down for Song Ziming.

"This steamed bun is for you to eat, and this firewood is enough for you to burn for a night." It was impossible to let people in, so Song Ziqi brought a steamed bun and some firewood.

Several people looked disgusted and incredulous. The old man's face froze: "Didn't you stew the meat? Just give me a steamed bun?"

Is this because the steamed buns are bad?In the last days, it would be nice to have steamed buns to eat, and they are free steamed buns.

Those people helped and said, "Well, why do you just give the old man a steamed bun? Do you have any conscience?"

"It's freezing, let us in."

"Give us a bowl of broth. Now that we have supplies, won't we still take care of you? You have so many children, even if they have special powers, how many can we find? Don't we have to rely on our follow-up efforts?"

Sure enough, it is easy for people to take advantage of others, and the coldness in Song Ziming's eyes became even heavier.

"Ziqi, take the steamed buns and firewood back." After that, he warned these people, "I will say it for the last time, get out!"

"Boy, you..."

"Bang!" A thunder exploded in the yard, startling these people.

"Do you really think that we are just kids? Want to take advantage? No way."

After saying that, he closed the door. Who were they? When he followed them into the villa area, there were four cars. They were all piled with things. They actually came over confidently to ask for supplies. Why didn't you guys bring some things? exchange?
After closing the door, those people realized they were panicking.

The old man just knocked on the door: "Okay, I just want a steamed bun, okay, but can I have more firewood? They are all young people, why are they so cruel?"

"After all, we are in this together. We are all survivors. Can't we take care of you?"

"After all, we are here with you, you can't ignore it."

The more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes. How can there be such a shameless person?

Everyone couldn't eat well. Song Ziming opened the door suddenly and stared at them: "No one asked you to come here, and we have no obligation to take care of you. We didn't give it to you just now. Now there is nothing. I am the last one." Three times, if you don’t leave, I will actually take action. Anyway, this is not my first time to kill someone. Although we are just children, we have been able to live peacefully until now. Do you really think that we rely on charity from others?" After he said this, The faces of these people then turned pale.

Because they all know very well that it has been more than a month since the end of the world, and it is really not easy for anyone to survive until now. It is indeed very possible for this kid to say that he has killed someone.

They just relied on the fact that these people were children, so they wanted to take advantage as much as possible, so they subconsciously ignored the danger.

Several people couldn't help but beg: "We just want to survive in this end of the world. Children, please have mercy on us."

"Yeah, we promise not to cause you any trouble."

"We really have no choice."

However, no matter how pitiful he was, Song Ziming would not be soft-hearted now. He had not forgotten what these people looked like just now.

He didn't talk nonsense. The thunder and lightning in his hand slowly rose, but these people looked behind him in horror.

Song Ziming looked back. Song's mother stood up at some point, wearing sunglasses and looking at the group of people expressionlessly.

Several people recalled the fighting scene during the day and trembled with fear: "Let's leave now."

"Sorry, it was us who disturbed you."

Song Ziming thought angrily, is he too intimidating?These few people are willing to leave only if Mother Song comes out. They are in the end of the world, but they still think that children like him are easy to bully. What do you think?

"I finally left. I wanted to take advantage and didn't say anything nice. What do you think?" Song Ziying pouted, "Of course, even if you say nice things, you don't give them broth. Do you know how rare this mouthful is in the last days? Humph! "

Indeed, these people are probably used to using such tricks before the end of the world, and they will not be able to change it in the end of the world, but there will always be a day when they can change it.

In the end of the world, everyone has to pay a price for survival. Who is willing to help for free?Didn't you listen to the two people from the White Tiger Base? It's the end of the world and the social order has changed. Even if you go to the base, you have to rely on your own labor to support yourself.

What they didn't expect was that after these people went back to the villa next door, they would still curse.

"Isn't it just that I've awakened my superpower? Whatever I'm proud of, one day I can do it too."

"If you don't even help me, an old man, I will be eaten by zombies sooner or later, bah!"

"No matter how powerful you are, how long can you feed so many children? There will be times when they cry."

"But the broth is so fragrant. Where do they get the fresh meat?"

"It smells like meat. Who knows if they were seven children from the beginning?"

The remaining people were shocked after carefully considering the old man's words. They looked at each other, shuddered, and laughed evilly.

Just as he was getting ready to sleep, Song Xia suddenly stood up.

"Mother Song, what's wrong?"

Song Ziming and the others were afraid that another mutated zombie would appear, so they followed closely. However, they saw Song Xia casually pulling up the dead tree in front of the villa and smashing the door of the villa next door with great force.

The few people who were speculating maliciously turned pale with fright. When Song Ziming and others got up the next day, these people had disappeared.

"They know each other." (End of chapter)