I sell Coke in the doomsday

Everything that could be taken was taken away, and things that could not be taken away, such as televisions, were smashed to pieces.

All the drawers that could be opened were taken apart and thrown on the floor. The remaining dried meat and rice in the kitchen were all taken away.

Looking at the tragic situation in the house, my face changed and I hurried to the window and looked out.

I saw that the overturned car in the community was still there, but my broken pickup truck had disappeared.

The corner of my eye twitched, and I gritted my teeth and said hatefully.

"I saved a fucking kid."

Chapter 42: Funny Reasons

After cursing Ling Feifei, that bastard, for half an hour, I started to clean the messy house with a grimace.

I have heard stories like Mr. Dongguo and the wolf, the farmer and the snake, and the careless man who ate the porridge, but I never thought that they would happen to me.

I squatted on the ground and put the drawer that Ling Feifei had taken down back into its original place. Tongtong squatted beside me very obediently, imitating my movements and helping me clean up the house.

The more well-behaved Tongtong is, the angrier I get.

Because of Ling Feifei, this ungrateful person, I actually let Tongtong suffer. It's really not worth it.

The house was like a hurricane, the whole place was in a mess, and there was hardly anything intact anywhere within sight.

The TV was smashed into two pieces, revealing the circuit inside. There were also traces of bumps on the coffee table. My sofa was even full of holes cut by a knife, revealing the cotton inside.

Until now, I still can't understand it. It's normal for Ling Feifei to steal my things, but why did she smash these things that she couldn't take away?

The most important thing is, my pickup truck that was used to transport goods was also driven away by that bastard.

I was so careless that I forgot to hide my car keys.

Tongtong and I took a long time to clean up the house. The rotten sofa and TV were thrown in the square of the community.

It's not a huge loss, as there are many better furniture such as televisions and sofas in the rooms of this building.

The only things that could be considered lost were probably my pickup truck and the remaining half bag of rice.

After cleaning up the garbage in the house, it was already dark. I was so tired that I didn't want to move anymore, so I fell on the bed and fell asleep. However, I didn't know that Tongtong was standing at the door. After hesitating for a long time, she turned around, went up to the third floor alone, and returned to the storage room.

My slowness and ignorance made me ignore that Tongtong was much more like a living person than those humans. She was as ignorant as a child and just thought she had done something wrong and didn't dare to enter the room.

The night was long and I was immersed in dreams, unaware of all this. However, I didn't expect that this misunderstanding would help me once.

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Early in the morning, I was still sleeping soundly when I suddenly felt a pain, and then someone roughly pulled me out of my dream.

"Wake up, don't sleep anymore."

"Damn, he sleeps like a dead pig."

Before I opened my eyes, a foot stepped hard on my stomach. The intense pain surged up instantly, waking me up from my dream.

A slight chill came from my face, as if my face was pressed against the floor. This made my head a little dizzy, and I slowly opened my eyes.

It was as if there was a thin layer of cover in my eyes, and I couldn't see clearly. I just felt that there were many more faint shadows in the bedroom.

One of the dark figures was stepping on my stomach with his feet.

After a moment, my vision returned and I could finally see everything in the room clearly.

My relatively spacious bedroom was now crowded with people. At a glance, there were about ten people. My hands and feet were tied up and I couldn't move.

Those people had cold and impatient looks on their faces, and among them, I saw Ling Feifei who ran away yesterday.

I was stunned for a moment, then I suddenly realized, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, I looked at Ling Feifei in the crowd and whispered.

“Is this how people repay favors nowadays?”

As soon as I finished speaking, a man with a ferocious face picked up a baseball bat and hit me hard.

Bang! My shoulder instantly turned purple, the pain was unbearable, I grimaced in pain, unable to speak.

The man with the fat face put the baseball bat against my chin, lifted it up slightly, and grinned.

"If you behave yourself today, I can still let you live."

"If you keep talking nonsense and not telling the truth, we will settle our grudges together."

As he spoke, the man squatted down, looked at me carefully, and said with a smile.

"Come, tell me."

"How did you survive in this hellish place, and where did you get all these supplies?"

I rolled my eyes and responded bluntly.

"Just luck, idiot."

Bang! I was hit in the face by the stick, my nose was instantly broken, and blood flowed from the corner of my eye.

"Damn it, you're just being stubborn."

The man stood up cursing and handed the baseball bat to the younger brother next to him. As if he was still not satisfied, he came up and kicked me hard in the chest, cursing.

"If you don't drink the strong wine, you will have to drink the penalty wine. Fine, you won't say anything, right?"

The man waved his hand, and two of his younger brothers came up behind him, carrying a wooden cross.

"See this? If you don't tell me, I'll nail you to it and make you a saint for once."

My breathing was a little disordered and heavy. After glancing at the man, I forced a smile and spoke softly.

"I don't like Jesus's look. Can you change it?"

When the man heard this, veins bulged on his forehead, but he was too lazy to continue talking to me. He turned around and spoke coldly to the two younger brothers.

"Let's do it."

"Yes, boss."

After the two younger brothers responded, they skillfully lifted me up and hid my hands and feet on the cross again. It was obviously not the first time they had done this.

The other people in the room seemed to have lost interest and followed the leading man out of the room.

"Search! Search carefully!"

"This guy must have hidden something good that can keep away zombies!"

For a moment, only the two younger brothers and Ling Feifei, who was looking at me coldly, were left in the bedroom.

I was fixed on the cross, with my head hung, and asked Ling Feifei weakly.

"Why? Why are you doing this?"

Ling Feifei raised her eyebrows, holding a dagger in her hand, waving it up and down. She slowly walked in front of me with a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.

"Why? I'm surprised you can ask such a stupid question."

Ling Feifei reached out and grabbed my hair, not hiding the hatred in her eyes, although I didn't know where her hatred came from.

"Why can someone like you live so comfortably? And I have to risk my life for a meal!"

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at Ling Feifei with an angry face, I felt like I had met a lunatic. I laughed in a low voice and said.

"It's not me who made your life so miserable, why do you hate me?"

Ling Feifei let go of my hair and punched me hard in the chest. My eyes went dark and my blood boiled.

I kept gasping for breath and sweating profusely due to the severe pain, while Ling Feifei whispered in my ear.

"Because you're better off than I am."

"And I hate people who have a better life than me."

Chapter 43: Unlucky Me

"Because you're better off than I am."

"And I hate people who have a better life than me."

When I heard this, I didn't feel any emotion, I just found it funny.

This reason really can't convince me, it just makes me angry.

Ling Feifei raised her hand slightly, and gently scratched my face with the dagger in her hand, and asked with interest.

"Do you have any last words?"

I tried to raise my face, the blood from the corner of my eyes flowed to my mouth, but I showed a very bright smile and replied softly.

"Good night, Makabaka."

Ling Feifei was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and after casually cutting a cut on my face with a dagger, she turned and left, leaving only one sentence.

"madman!"

Afterwards, Ling Feifei also walked out of the room, and the two younger brothers took out a long and thick iron nail, gestured a few times, and then placed it on my chest.

I looked at the special nail with interest and smiled at the two men.

“This little thing is quite unique.”

The two men looked at me with rather strange eyes. It was probably the first time they had seen someone like me who was not afraid of death.

"Humph, I hope you can be so tough later."

As they spoke, one of them held the iron nail in his hand, and the other swung a hammer, hitting me in the chest.

Bang! With a crisp sound, the iron nail tore through my flesh and blood, and passed straight through. Under the continuous hammering, the iron nail finally penetrated my body and nailed to the wooden stake behind me.

My face turned pale and I lowered my head weakly, not even having time to let out a hoarse scream.

"It's done."

The two brothers high-fived each other in understanding, very satisfied with their work. They were sure that I would not survive, so they packed up their things, prepared to leave the room and join the search outside.

The next moment, behind the two men, I slowly raised my face, my facial features distorted in pain.

Do you know what I am thinking now?

I want to drink Coke.

As the thought flashed through my mind, the rope tied around my arm suddenly tightened, and a bottle of Coke appeared out of thin air between the rope and my arm.

A similar situation occurred with my feet.

Then came two bottles, three bottles, and four bottles.

The unreasonable amount of Coke kept increasing, making the rope tighter and tighter, and it seemed to be strangling my arms.

Yes, apart from the insignificant immortality, the ability to drink Coke anytime and anywhere is my most unreasonable ability.

Coke will appear wherever I want it, even in the gap, there will be a strange force to make room for the Coke to appear.

As the rope became tighter and tighter, there was a sudden crisp sound, and a bottle of Coke finally burst in the squeeze, the sugar water scattered everywhere, and my hands and feet were pulled out from the rope that was forcibly stretched.

At this moment, there was a crackling sound in the room. It was the sound of a Coke bottle falling to the ground. The two younger brothers turned around in surprise.

The first thing that caught my eye was the long and thick iron nail.

Yes, without any hesitation, I pulled out the iron nail directly, used it as an iron rod, and swung it heavily at the two bastards.

Boom! The tip of the nail landed heavily on one person's head, and he fell to the ground. The other person was about to call for help, but I kicked him in the mouth.

His cries for help were silenced by my kick back into his stomach. His teeth fell out and blood stained the sole of my shoe. I picked up the iron nail, aimed it at his mouth and stabbed it hard.

Blood gushed out, and the long and thick iron nail was blocking his throat. I pressed the nail with one hand and slowly pushed it down, looking straight at him and whispered.

"Good night, Wu Xidisi."

I don't know why I said such things, it's a little funny, but it's probably more of my bad taste.

After the iron nail pierced through the man's throat, I pulled it out and looked at the other man who had been knocked unconscious by me.

As far as I can remember, there are many movies and TV dramas where the protagonist thinks he has killed the villain, but the villain suddenly resurrects and stabs either the protagonist or the supporting character to death.

Maybe it’s because I’ve watched too many melodramatic TV dramas like this, I have a mysterious obsession with finishing off the opponent.

I picked up the nail, picked up the hammer on the ground, aimed at the unconscious man's throat, and hit him hard.

"Snap!" With a crisp sound, the iron nail pierced through the man's throat. The pain woke him up from his coma, but he could only helplessly use his hands to scratch his throat.