Ban Gen returned to the dormitory, where Hai Huzi was greedily staring at the unconscious woman.
This woman was the second most beautiful woman Hai Huzi had ever seen in his life! The first, of course, was the Fruit Store Owner, that exquisite beauty. Even though this woman was second, she was still far more stunning than any big star on screen!
Hai Huzi had originally planned to make this woman his Alliance Leader's Wife, after all—behind every successful man stands a woman as beautiful as a celestial being!
This woman lived with her parents. At first, Hai Huzi tried to persuade them with kind words, but he didn't expect the entire family of three to be so stubborn, refusing no matter what.
Hai Huzi's anger flared. Thinking of scenes from movies, he mimicked the torture of the woman's parents to make her submit. This trick indeed worked, and the woman reluctantly agreed.
But Hai Huzi felt that a happy marriage required the consent of the entire family, didn't it?
How could it work if the woman's parents didn't agree! So, Hai Huzi ignored the woman's cries and pleas, continuing to torture her unyielding parents right in front of her.
Hai Huzi swore he was just following the movie plots: toothpicks under fingernails, crushing finger bones one by one, slicing flesh off with a knife, sprinkling chili salt, and so on.
He hadn't anticipated that the woman's parents were too frail; they couldn't endure it and passed away after only an hour of torture.
Hai Huzi swore he truly hadn't intended to kill the woman's parents on the spot. The main reason was that the woman's parents hadn't given in after nearly an hour of torture. Wasn't this ruining his perfect marriage?
He also hadn't expected the woman to try and fight him to the death after her parents died. A helpless Hai Huzi could only knock her unconscious, sighing to himself: Women's words can't be trusted. She clearly agreed to be his woman, but then instantly tried to fight him to the death!
Hai Huzi hadn't touched this woman because playing with an unconscious woman was no fun. He had been waiting for her to wake up. The regret in Hai Huzi's eyes was because he couldn't make this woman his Alliance Leader's Wife anymore. After all, he had killed her parents. Once he tired of her, it would be safer to silence her.
He regretted that he shouldn't have tortured the woman's parents to death on the spot. If he had known the woman's parents were so frail, he should have stopped earlier. Once this woman succumbed to him, there would have been plenty of opportunities to kill her parents later. It was a pity he was a bit too hasty.
Before the apocalypse, Hai Huzi was just an ordinary workshop fitter in a factory. Although he was dark and chubby, looking fierce and stout, he lived like a subservient grandson in the workshop, constantly being cursed at by the workshop director every now and then.
He had always been submissive. Hai Huzi was uneducated. He followed a master in the factory for a few years to learn fitting. Masters teach apprentices, right—they hold back a trick or two. Hai Huzi's master, however, held back quite a few tricks. Hai Huzi himself didn't even know how many tricks his old master had held back.
Anyway, after more than three years of learning from his master, his skills were still half-baked. But Hai Huzi cherished his job at the factory, because he didn't know what else he could do if he lost this job.
Regarding the workshop director's scolding, Hai Huzi always endured it, making sure to bring good cigarettes and alcohol as tribute during holidays; each time he delivered gifts, the scolding would lessen; Hai Huzi originally thought life would continue like this, but he didn't expect that when the apocalypse descended, he actually became a Mutant!
The sudden power he gained made him rapidly swell with arrogance. They say after three years in a factory, even a sow looks beautiful; Hai Huzi hadn't even seen a sow in the factory, stifled for too long. His salary, after deducting living expenses, left him with little, and he still had to buy good cigarettes and alcohol to honor the director, with no money for entertainment. His usual leisure activities were just playing on his phone and gaming.
After the apocalypse, Hai Huzi felt he could finally hold his head high and no longer had to endure others' expressions; the power granted by his mutation made him act recklessly. The evil thoughts dormant in his heart grew wildly. He began to plunder wantonly, enjoying a thrill he had never experienced before. The desires suppressed for years surged out like a bursting dam.
Yesterday, he actually saw a pretty young married woman. The wicked thoughts in Hai Huzi's heart immediately grew wildly. He decided on the spot that he would take both this young married woman and her four-year-old daughter as his Alliance Leader's Wives, after all—behind every successful man stands a pretty young married woman!
It turned out the other party had a gun, and with a belly full of rage, he discovered there was also a woman opposite the young married woman.
Her beauty was no less than the young married woman's. He instantly felt that Heaven was not unfair to him. This time, he succeeded smoothly. Hai Huzi, experiencing a woman for the first time, was extremely excited—especially since it was a forced assault, the door wide open, others shouting encouragement, and the woman's husband cowering in a corner, trembling.
The woman's heartbreaking cries made Hai Huzi's whole body tremble. He abducted her and tormented her for a day and a night.
Hai Huzi now only wished for the even more beautiful and exquisite woman beside him to wake up quickly.
"Lei Zi is dead."
At this moment, Ban Gen, standing to the side, spoke, his voice still carrying an unshakeable tremor, while the fat man had gone to change his wet pants.
"Eaten by a zombie?"
Hai Huzi was still uninterested. If he was dead, he was dead. What did it matter to him!
If he hadn't needed manpower to form an alliance, he wouldn't even ask if Lei Zi died. He was just a roommate, not his father or mother, with no affection whatsoever; besides, with zombies everywhere now, death was very normal.
"Today we pried open a door, and inside lived the Fruit Store Owner."
Ban Gen took a deep breath. He knew he couldn't covet that Fruit Store Owner. With that Mutant woman guarding her, he had no chance; a sense of sadness welled up in his heart—if it were his turn to die violently next, Hai Huzi would surely have this same indifferent expression; at this thought, he actually grew resentful: Why wasn't it him who mutated!
"What did you say! The Fruit Store Owner is still alive! The Fruit Store Owner from the community street? Yun Qianqian?"
The six words "Fruit Store Owner" were like a spark falling into an oil pan. Hai Huzi's eyes suddenly burst with terrifying light, his whole body trembling with excitement, and he abruptly leaped up, grabbing Ban Gen's collar and lifting him completely off the ground!
His hands trembled violently. The name of that exquisite beauty, who once made him use up half a roll of toilet paper just by looking at her, now made his eardrums hum, fearing he had misheard.
"Yes, it's the Fruit Store Owner from the community street—Yun Qianqian. Inside, there's not only the Fruit Store Owner but also a pair of sisters whose beauty is no less than hers, and they are identical twins."
Ban Gen felt a wave of sorrow surge in his heart. Lei Zi was dead, and Hai Huzi didn't care, instead thinking about the Fruit Store Owner; why wasn't it him who mutated? If he had mutated, he would definitely—be the same!
Hai Huzi's eyes burst with ecstasy. He abruptly released Ban Gen and paced back and forth.
His mind was already fantasizing about his grand wedding with the Fruit Store Owner and that pair of sisters. The corners of his mouth uncontrollably curled into a grin, and he secretly swore to take them all into his possession, making them his personal playthings.
"Quick, tell me, what exactly happened?"
Hai Huzi took a deep breath, the veins on his arms bulging. He had already made his plans: the Fruit Store Owner would be his Alliance Leader's Wife, and the twin sisters would be taken as concubines—after all, behind every successful man, there must stand a woman who can bring ruin to a nation!
"Lei Zi was killed by one of the twins, an arrow through the throat. That woman is also a Mutant, and her eyes are golden!"
Recalling the arrow that pierced through the throat, a chill ran down Ban Gen's neck. After the arrow shot through Lei Zi, it almost grazed his scalp! If his head had been even a hair's breadth off, he had no doubt that his head would also have been shot clean through!
Upon hearing this, a trace of apprehension flashed in Hai Huzi's eyes, but it was instantly swallowed by greed. A Mutant was indeed tricky; he needed to come up with a foolproof plan.
"Dongzi, stop cowering in the toilet, it's urgent."
Hai Huzi forcibly suppressed his excitement. He wasn't good at thinking, so he had to let the most educated person think. As for Lei Zi, who had died, he had long since vanished from his mind.
A moment later, the bathroom door opened, and a thin, bespectacled, scholarly man walked out. He was the Tiger King Alliance's strategist, educated and knowledgeable, full of ideas, good at everything, except he was prone to constipation.
