Doomsday baby is five and a half years old

Chapter 26 Reluctant

When Bald Guy and others entered the first floor of the armory, they soon encountered a group of zombies. Fortunately, they managed to escape by luring the tiger away from the mountain.

Every time he entered a floor, the bald guy would use the walkie-talkie to contact Chaoyang and Monkey outside, and the communications were normal.

Until... they entered the third floor.

"Monkey, boy, can you hear me?" the bald man asked casually.

“Sizzle…I…sizzle…”

There was a crackling sound and Chaoyang's distorted voice coming from the other end of the intercom.

He didn't even finish his last sentence before his voice died down.

Bald guy: “…”

No, where is the signal?

He tapped the intercom and asked again, but this time there was no movement.

Bald guy: “…”

You damn kid, you were bragging about the good signal of the walkie-talkie you modified, but now you can hear shit!

"Boss, could it be that there is some special magnetic field in the armory that causes the walkie-talkie to be inaudible?" The younger brother at the side expressed his opinion when he saw this.

The bald guy thought about it and felt that it made sense.

"Forget it, we're almost in anyway, I'll deal with that guy after we get out!"

The bald guy cursed.

At the same time, in addition to the two zombie corpses at the beginning, there was now another human corpse in the armory yard.

"Brother, you don't have a key to these handcuffs, how do you open them?"

Chaolu opened the car door and looked at the handcuffs on Chaoyang's wrist with some worry.

Chaoyang looked at Chaolu like a fool, then took out the master key from his pocket.

With a click, the handcuffs opened.

Chaolu was stunned: "Oh my god, this is also possible?"

Isn’t this master key so powerful?
"A master key can open any mechanical lock." Chaoyang explained, and then looked at the monkey shot dead by an arrow in the yard, "You... killed someone?"

Chaolu nodded: "Yes."

Chaoyang was silent for a second before speaking: "Is this your first time killing someone?"

"If you don't count the zombies, yes."

So Chaoyang showed a strange expression: "Then... don't you feel uncomfortable? After all, it's murder."

"It's okay." Chaolu scratched his head, looking like he didn't take it to heart, "Isn't he a bad guy? It's not like you're dead, why should I feel bad?"

Chaoyang: “…”

It made so much sense that he didn't know how to refute it.

The two kids didn't dwell on this issue too much and just drove away.

Therefore, they did not notice that the monkey that was shot by the arrow was still alive and was watching the car drive away.

Chaoyang and Chaolu did not close the door, so soon zombies smelled the blood and walked towards the monkey, roaring.

At this moment, time seemed to be very long.

Various memories of the past come to mind...

Monkey's family was very poor, so he dropped out of school after junior high school. He dyed his hair yellow and collected protection fees outside various schools with a group of young people.

The monkey didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

Because he was tall and thin with long arms and legs, his brothers jokingly called him "Monkey". Over time, Monkey became his second name.

He thought he would be a gangster all his life, until... his parents gave him a younger brother.

Perhaps because they wanted to learn the trumpet when the big one was broken, his parents were very protective of their new son and did not allow him to have any contact with his younger brother, for fear that he would lead his younger brother astray.

But the monkey felt aggrieved.

When he was a child, his parents were busy working and never accompanied him. Why is it that his younger brother has been kept by his parents since he was born?

Why can’t he eat the cake on his birthday, but his younger brother can eat it whenever he wants?

He was not reconciled.

Also resentful.

The hatred accumulated in his heart little by little, and finally erupted on his eighteenth birthday. On that day, he went to collect protection money, and he wanted to collect more, and then buy himself a cake, he wanted to celebrate his adulthood.

But he had bad luck that day as he met a tough guy. Not only did he not receive any protection money, he was also beaten up and finally driven out by the boss in disgust.

Because I think he is such a waste.

He rolled away in a miserable state with injuries all over his body.

Since he had no money to buy a cake, Monkey thought he might as well go home. Although his parents wouldn't buy him a cake, there should be noodles at home, so he could cook a bowl of noodles for himself.

To his surprise, he went home and found a cake in the refrigerator.

At that moment, the monkey was very surprised.

He thought his parents finally remembered his birthday and wanted to give him a surprise.

So he closed the refrigerator door gently and went back to his room to wait.

He didn't cook noodles for himself, he thought, he wanted to save room for cake.

I waited and waited, and it gradually got dark.

The monkey also felt sleepy and couldn't help lying down and taking a nap.

He was just sleeping like that when he was woken up by the noise outside.

It's laughter.

The monkey rubbed his eyes and woke up. He thought, it must be his parents who have come back.

So he happily opened the bedroom door, but saw... his parents and younger brother were eating, and the cake in the refrigerator was placed in front of his younger brother, who was eating it with a spoon.

The monkey was stunned.

"You're so unruly all day long, and you still remember to come back. Why don't you die outside?" His father looked at him with a frown.

His mother also frowned.

At that moment, the long-accumulated resentment filled his brain, and he rushed to his five-year-old brother angrily, snatched the cake away, grabbed the cake with his hands and started stuffing it into his mouth!
This should be his cake!

"Snapped!"

A slap hit him hard on the face.

"What's wrong with you!"

His father kicked him again, knocking him to the ground.

"Yeah, why did you steal your brother's cake? You are already a grown-up!" said his mother.

The younger brother cried and scolded him: "Bad guy! My cake... ..."

His eighteenth birthday ended with a beating from his father.

He returned to his room and sat quietly in a corner.

His stomach growled with hunger, but he ignored it.

He is waiting.

"Da da da……"

The second hand of the clock hanging on the living room wall was moving.

When the second hand passed 12 and the hour hand pointed to 10, he opened the door of the room, then went into the kitchen and calmly took the bone-chopping knife that was usually used at home.

Finally, he picked up his father's cell phone and called the police.

While waiting for the police to come, he took out the half-finished cake from the refrigerator and started eating it bite by bite.

Tears slid down her cheeks and were swallowed into her stomach along with the cake and blood.

The monkey's vision began to blur, and the pain in his neck made him sober up for a moment.

He felt something cool on his cheeks and he started crying again.

It seemed as if he had never received love in his life.

I am so unwilling to die like this...

not reconciled...

Very unwilling.

He doesn't want to die.

　It’s on the shelves~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)