Chapter 044 Torture


    "Don''t beg me. Your business is her problem—your dear ''Meow-Meow.'' Heh."


    Zhang Su smirked and pointed at Zheng Xinyu, whose face had darkened considerably, before letting out a cold chuckle.


    When Chongzi looked at her, Zheng Xinyu felt a surge of frustration and anger. She had finally chosen to trust someone, and this was the outcome.


    "What are you staring at? I swear I’ll slap you to death!"


    "Jie, jie, I''ll do it myself! Beautiful jie, I was wrong! I shouldn’t have led the bad guys here! I’m rotten to the core! I’m worse than a pig or a dog…"


    Chongzi knelt on the ground, muttering nonstop while slapping himself repeatedly, the crisp sound of each slap echoing in the room.


    Zhang Su glanced at the conflicted Zheng Xinyu, patted her on the shoulder, and silently gestured,


    Stepping forward, he yanked the axe out of Xiang-ge’s lifeless head, causing a few blood droplets to splatter. Without hesitation, he turned and walked toward the house.


    After witnessing too much life and death in just a few days—and even personally killing zombies—it no longer felt like a burden to take down someone who intended to harm him.


    "Uh, Xinyu-jie, be careful. He might still be up to something."


    Seeing Zhang Su leave, Zhong Xiaoshan whispered a little tip to Zheng Xinyu before slowly retreating into the room.


    "I’m not human! I’m a f***ing idiot! I’m an orphan, I—"


    "Shut the hell up! You’re gonna attract all the zombies with your wailing! Get inside! I have questions for you!"


    Still fuming, she swung the baseball bat——and sent Chongzi sprawling onto the ground.


    "Don''t hit me! I’ll go! I’ll go!"


    Chongzi scrambled into 801, too terrified to even think about resisting.


    Once inside, Chongzi knelt in the middle of the room, his face swollen and red like he had smeared blush all over, a large bump already forming on his head.


    Meanwhile, Zhang Su lounged on the couch, leisurely unwrapping a pack of wafers, legs crossed as he snacked away. The murderous aura from earlier had completely vanished, and now he looked like an old man from the village enjoying the neighborhood gossip.


    Zhong Xiaoshan sat stiffly at the dining table, staring hesitantly at her unfinished bowl of river snail noodles.


    Zheng Xinyu, still fuming, paced back and forth with the baseball bat in hand. She was furious—furious that Chongzi had deceived her, furious that she had been so gullible, and furious that Zhang Su was watching everything like it was some kind of comedy show…


    "Talk. How did you guys find this place?"


    In the end, she decided to vent all her frustration on Chongzi, shoving the bat right up to his face.


    "I’ll tell! I’ll tell everything!"


    Chongzi trembled as he scooted back, but when he saw the rage on Zheng Xinyu’s face, he quickly sat up straight again, looking like a condemned prisoner.


    "I… I led the way. Actually, I’ve known where you lived for a while now."


    Zheng Xinyu’s eyes widened. "How? Speak! How did you know?"


    "I, uh… I was staking out the delivery point. Actually… Meow-Meow, I’ve liked you for a long time. I had just ordered the latest fruit phone online, and if the zombie outbreak hadn’t happened, I was planning to give you a surprise soon!" Sёarch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Chongzi’s voice rose and fell dramatically, like he was pouring his heart out.


    Zheng Xinyu’s face turned red, then green. If this had been before—if none of the previous events had happened—she might have even been moved for a second. But now…


    "Surprise your f***ing uncle!"


    She swung the bat again——furious beyond words. She was already feeling awful from Zhang Su’s lecture, and now this scumbag, who had just tried to get her killed, was spewing nonsense? Unbelievable!


    "Ahh! Don’t hit me! Please!"


    A gust of wind followed the bat’s arc as it smashed into Chongzi’s arm. If he hadn’t instinctively rolled to the side to absorb the impact, his skinny arm might’ve been completely busted.


    "Still feel like running your mouth?"


    Zheng Xinyu was truly enraged now, her voice low and menacing, her eyes blazing like an oversized, pissed-off orange tabby with all its fur standing on end.


    She might be indecisive, but that didn’t mean she had no temper. In fact, she was pretty hot-tempered—hence why her fans had once sent her mouthwash after she got too mouthy during a stream.


    "I won’t! I won’t! Jie, I was wrong! I won’t dare ever again!"


    Chongzi never expected the delicate-looking streamer to be this terrifying. Wasn’t she supposed to be a gentle, sweet girl?


    She swung a metal baseball bat without hesitation—where was the grace? But thinking about it, it made sense. After all, she was hanging out with a guy who could casually eat snacks after killing someone. No wonder…


    "So you won’t do it again, huh? Good. Now tell me—what were you guys planning to do here?"


    Zheng Xinyu pushed her messy hair back and glared at him.


    "I… uh…" Chongzi started to lie, but the sharp pain in his arm made him reconsider. "I… I knew you were trying that one-month survival challenge, so I figured you’d have a lot of supplies. We came to, um, ‘take’ them. No, wait—we came to you."


    "Hmph."


    Zheng Xinyu let out a cold grunt. She hadn’t expected him to actually admit it, which only made her angrier.


    "Aren’t you going to ask him what they planned to do after taking the supplies?"


    Zhang Su finally spoke up, and the moment he did, Chongzi visibly flinched.


    "Right! Speak! What were you guys planning to do after taking my stuff?"


    Zheng Xinyu, catching on quickly, pressed further.


    Chongzi felt like crying. He looked at Zhang Su with teary eyes—


    "I—I swear, jie, I only led the way! Everything else was Xiang-ge’s plan! He never told me what was next! I really don’t know!"


    Chongzi knew that if he spilled the real plan, Zheng Xinyu would bash his skull in.


    "Enough."


    Zhang Su wiped his hands on his pants and got up from the couch. "Now that Xiang-ge is dead, he’s the perfect scapegoat, huh? You keep pushing everything onto him like he was some criminal mastermind. How about you tell us something useful?"


    "Like how you got up here. Even if you came from the next unit, it wouldn’t have been an easy trip. How many zombies did you encounter from the first floor to the eighth?"


    Taking over the interrogation, Zhang Su’s presence suddenly felt oddly reassuring to Chongzi. With a sniffle, he forced a pitiful smile.


    "Ge, it’s not as bad as you think."


    "Someone—I don’t know who—played music and lured most of the zombies away from our building entrance. So Xiang-ge and I took the chance…"


    Chongzi noticed Zheng Xinyu’s anger momentarily waver as she struggled to hold back a laugh.


    Wait, had he said something wrong?


    Then he saw Zhang Su’s face darken, and his heart skipped a beat.


    "No, no! I mean—some kind used music to lure the zombies away! That’s why Xiang-ge and I, two dumbasses, had the chance to sneak over from Unit 2…"


    Seeing Zhang Su’s expression soften slightly, Chongzi breathed a sigh of relief and continued,


    "Unit 1 isn’t too bad. There were only two zombies on the first floor—uh, you call them zombies? Right. We only ran into two when we first entered, and after that, we made it to the eighth floor without seeing any more."