The two walked into Unit 2, Room 905. Zuo Feng shook his head; the interior could only be described as dirty, messy, and poor. Cigarette butts, beer bottles, and other debris were scattered all over the floor, mottled marks were visible everywhere on the walls, and an indescribable stench filled the air, making one frown.
"Damn it!"
Zuo Feng sighed inwardly. In the living room, two women were still tied together. One was clothed and unconscious, while the other was completely naked, covered in bruises and bloodstains, clearly having been abused. Her eyes were hollow, tears had long dried, and her face was stained with grime, making her appear particularly tragic.
Yue Jiaxue untied the two women and threw a blanket over the naked woman. Zuo Feng went into the bedrooms to search. Not long after, Zuo Feng came out with a dark expression; there were no supplies in either of the two bedrooms.
"There aren't many supplies in either of the two bedrooms. They're probably stored somewhere else, but they should be nearby. Let's look again."
Returning to the living room, Zuo Feng spread his hands helplessly. He wasn't worried about not finding them. From the traces of daily life, these people had clearly lived here for a long time, so the supplies wouldn't be stored too far away. Most likely, they were in another room on this floor. With only a few rooms, it would be quick to search.
"Where are the Tiger King Alliance people?"
As soon as Zuo Feng finished speaking, perhaps the stranger's voice brought a hint of color back to the naked woman's hollow eyes, and she asked in a hoarse voice.
She had been tormented by Hai Huzi for almost a day and a night. She hated Hai Huzi, but she hated her husband even more—the one who had once sworn eternal love to her. It turned out that the man she had carefully chosen and believed she could entrust her life to was so incompetent when true danger struck.
She also hated herself, for how could her judgment of people be so poor?
"Four are dead, and the leader ran away. I don't know if he's dead or not."
The woman's sudden hoarse voice startled Zuo Feng. He looked in the direction of the sound, his gaze falling on that face, which, despite the lingering grime, couldn't hide its beauty—her looks were on par with the young married woman, and her figure was even more curvaceous.
Zuo Feng sighed inwardly: In this cursed world, beauty had become the source of misfortune. The tragic state of the woman before him was clearly the result of the Tiger King Alliance's cruel hands.
"I know where their supplies are. I'll take you there."
The woman's voice was still hoarse, and her numb face showed no expression. It was unclear whether her current mood was the satisfaction of avenging a great wrong, the regret of the mastermind's unknown fate, or simply emotionless numbness.
The woman froze for a moment, the blanket slipping, revealing her scarred body. Enduring the pain all over her body, she stubbornly crawled up from the floor.
She didn't care at all that Zuo Feng, a man, was still in the room, and just walked naked towards the bedroom. Perhaps she was truly numb. The woman casually pulled out a man's long shirt from the wardrobe and put it on. Then, she fumbled around in the bedside table in the bedroom and found a key.
Zuo Feng glanced at Yue Jiaxue, who was staring at the numb woman, her eyes filled with observation and thought. Zuo Feng couldn't guess what Yue Jiaxue was thinking.
"Follow me."
The woman said in a hoarse voice, grabbing a piece of bread from the coffee table and wolfing it down in a few bites. She then limped out. Hai Huzi had tortured her day and night for a day, and during that time, Hai Huzi hadn't given her a single bite of food. She had only drunk a little water, and that water was what Hai Huzi had forced her to gargle with, which she had reluctantly swallowed a few sips of.
The woman, who had walked out, used the key in her hand to open the door to Room 901, just as Zuo Feng had guessed—it was on this floor.
Entering Room 901, Zuo Feng glanced around. The supplies hoarded by the Tiger King Alliance weren't particularly abundant, but they still filled half of the living room, crammed with various household items.
It was a fruitful haul; now all these supplies were his.
Alright... let me rephrase that. Now all these supplies are ours, including Yue Jiaxue and the others!
Zuo Feng was a little excited. If he had to search for these supplies himself, who knew how long it would take to accumulate so much! But the numb girl's next words made Zuo Feng's eyes light up.
"These are only a small portion of the supplies, managed and distributed by someone named Dongzi. These are for immediate use. Dongzi's key was always kept in the bedside table, so I was able to find the key to this room. Most of the supplies are stored upstairs, and the keys are always kept by Sun Huzi. When they left, Sun Huzi took the keys with him, so I can't open the doors."
The numb woman didn't enter the living room, but just leaned against the door frame, probably because she was too weak.
"Where upstairs? Take us to see."
Zuo Feng rubbed his hands excitedly. Even a small portion of the supplies filled half the living room, so how much would the majority be?
It was fortunate that the woman informed him, otherwise, Zuo Feng would never have guessed that the supplies filling half the living room were only a small portion, with the majority stored upstairs.
As for not having a key? That was no problem at all; the knife in Yue Jiaxue's hand was not for show!
As Zuo Feng finished speaking, the numb woman said nothing, turned, and limped upstairs, each step appearing exceptionally difficult. She led Zuo Feng and Yue Jiaxue to the front of Room 1001 on the 10th floor. She was panting heavily, her trembling finger pointing at the closed door.
Zuo Feng and Yue Jiaxue exchanged glances. The kitchen knife in Yue Jiaxue's hand gleamed with golden light, and with one swing, the door lock broke. The door of Room 1001 slowly opened, revealing mountains of stacked supplies inside.
"They shouldn't be called the Tiger King Alliance; they should be called the 'Material Movers'!"
Standing at the doorway, Zuo Feng stared dumbfounded at the haphazardly piled supplies in the room. Room 1001 was a three-bedroom unit, still a bare shell, and now the supplies inside almost filled the entire room. Perhaps because the Tiger King Alliance members were all men, they weren't so meticulous, just piling things up chaotically, leaving only a few narrow paths for people to enter and exit.
The entire room full of supplies also stunned Yue Jiaxue. A surprised expression appeared on her cold, beautiful face; clearly, she hadn't expected there to be so many supplies. This haul was simply beyond imagination.
"You carry the unconscious woman, and we'll go back and come together to move the supplies!"
Yue Jiaxue composed herself, closed the door, and turned to go downstairs. Relying solely on her and Zuo Feng to move everything would surely exhaust them to death. It would be better to call more people to help.
Zuo Feng nodded, went downstairs, entered Room 905, and picked up the unconscious woman. It was only when Zuo Feng picked up this unconscious woman that he clearly saw her face. Zuo Feng was slightly amazed; this woman's beauty was only slightly inferior to Da Bai Tu and the other two, and even surpassed that of the young married woman and the numb woman. Her delicate features, combined with her pale complexion, made her appear even more delicate and pitiable.
Zuo Feng was only slightly amazed, then quickly composed himself and followed Yue Jiaxue downstairs. Midway, the unconscious woman seemed to wake up. Zuo Feng could feel the woman in his arms tremble slightly, her eyelids fluttering, but she didn't open them.
And behind him and Yue Jiaxue, the numb woman was silently limping along.