Ton Nang walked towards Mieu Dich, pushed aside Mieu Yen who was blocking him, and then aimed the muzzle at Mieu Dich's head.
"Causing trouble requires paying a heavy price. Ha Minh Hien, look, this is all because of your betrayal."
Plop!
Mieu Yen knelt before Ton Nang, "I beg you, don't hurt my younger brother. If you want to kill someone, kill me."
Ha Minh Hien, with his head lowered, saw Ton Nang's gun aimed at Mieu Dich, while Ton Nang's gaze was fixed on him. It was an icy gaze. He knew Ton Nang was definitely capable of doing such a thing.
Plop!
Ha Minh Hien's knees buckled. With this kneel, the pride and dignity he once had completely shattered. He knew he couldn't defeat Ton Nang; everything was just his illusion.
"I was wrong. I shouldn't hurt others. I was really wrong. I won't dare to think recklessly again in the future."
"Do you really know you were wrong?"
"I know."
Ton Nang slowly put away his gun, walked in front of Ha Minh Hien, gently patted his face, then bent down and lightly kissed Ha Minh Hien's face, "Remember, this is your last chance. Other things are easy to say, but the consequence of betraying me is death, understand?"
"I understand."
Ha Minh Hien nodded frantically.
"Scram."
As soon as the words fell, Ha Minh Hien hurriedly left with Mieu Dich and the others.
Watching those departing figures.
Ton Nang's icy expression dissipated, replaced by loneliness, "Can't you just be good? Why do you always have to make me angry? Even if you're an incorrigible fool, I'm willing to support you, to help you make changes."
Every relationship he had, he treated with heartfelt gentleness, willing to sacrifice his own interests to help the person he liked achieve their ambitions and goals, even if it implicated himself, he wouldn't hesitate.
Unfortunately... what he always encountered was betrayal.
Was gender really that important?
Ton Nang thought... if he were a girl, perhaps it wouldn't be this kind of outcome.
"Haha..."
He laughed, a self-deprecating smile.
At this moment.
The group looked at Ha Minh Hien, all lowering their heads in shame. After all, they had heard Ha Minh Hien being beaten up by Ton Nang. They wanted to help but couldn't do anything.
They felt like they were useless. They had always received Ha Minh Hien's help, but when he needed help, they couldn't do anything at all.
Ha Minh Hien also didn't dare to look at them.
He only now realized that he had always been a clown, a cowardly person. His so-called dignity had long since shattered; it was all false, non-existent.
Night, early morning.
The sleeping Ha Minh Hien's eyebrows were always furrowed, as if he was having a nightmare.
"Don't... Don't hit me."
He trembled, his forehead covered in sweat.
Beside the dark bed, Ton Nang sat there, his hand gently stroking Ha Minh Hien's face. His own face was filled with self-blame and regret; he shouldn't have frightened Ha Minh Hien so much.
This was like parents, after yelling hysterically at their child, seeing the child's panicked and fearful expression, falling into deep self-blame, wondering why they couldn't control their rationality earlier.
Thus, such a thing happened.
"Have a good dream. Don't be disturbed by nightmares," Ton Nang stroked his forehead.
The next day!
Tam Ha district.
Lam Pham arrived at the cold storage warehouse Ha Khanh had mentioned. The surrounding zombies had just been cleared by him. The street was littered with the shattered corpses of zombies.
Ordinary zombies encountered by Lam Pham usually didn't have a good end. The difficulty of leaving a whole corpse was very high; they were either cut in half or had their heads chopped off.
Entering the cold storage warehouse factory.
Many scrapped vehicles were parked around. Inside one of the vehicles lay a corpse, already turned into a dried husk. It seemed they had hidden in the car and starved to death.
Although he hadn't personally witnessed the situation at that time, he could imagine the scene in his mind.
There must have been too many zombies outside. They wanted to escape but couldn't. They wanted to drive away, but because the vehicle had problems, they couldn't move an inch. Finally, they starved to death in torment.
Entering the factory.
"Ooh ooh..."
A sound came. From around a corner, a shambling zombie appeared. Even though some time had passed, one could still see that the clothes the other party was wearing were the uniform of the cold storage warehouse staff.
Seeing a human appear, that zombie shrieked ferociously and charged like a mad dog.
"Truly unfriendly."
Lam Pham shook his head, swung his sword, and severed the zombie's head with one strike.
He thought of Vuong Khai reporting to him yesterday that six survivors had come here. He was very shocked when he heard it. Just at this time, six more survivors suddenly came over. He originally thought they were survivors from Hanh Vun Hao who had secretly run over. After inquiring, he found out they weren't.
As for asking them where they came from.
He didn't get the answer he wanted.
He knew these six survivors were lying. As for why they wanted to lie, he didn't know either. But these six were all ordinary citizens, not selfish people who didn't want other survivors. There must be a reason. Therefore, he didn't say anything more. When they wanted to talk, they naturally would.
After hunting one zombie, the hidden zombies mixed in the factory appeared again.
"Truly professional zombies. Even after so long, they still stick to their posts. The soul of a worker, their attitude towards work is truly admirable."
This reminded him of himself in the early stages of the apocalypse.
Still thinking of going to the company to work.
It seemed very strange, but in reality, it was a very normal thing. After all, if the boss survived, he definitely wouldn't deduct wages without reason. Even if such things had happened outside, the boss might even say, "I won't allow you not to come to work, that's dereliction of duty. Don't find excuses with me; I'm the boss, I decide."
Lam Pham returned the respectful gesture, swung his sword, and severed its head.
Very quickly.
He arrived at the main entrance of the cold storage warehouse.
This place had electricity, and the warehouse was always operating. Opening the main door, a blast of cold air hit his face. Before him were shelves piled high with frozen goods.
Walking to a shelf, he looked at the label on the packaging bag.
"Goose Paws."
A full bag, countless numbers.
"Pork."
"Beef."
"Chicken."
"Chicken Feet."
Goods piled high. Just the food in this cold storage warehouse was enough for many people to eat.
Suddenly.
He heard a sound.
Looking towards the source of the sound, he unexpectedly saw several zombies moving stiffly. Frost had formed on their bodies. Clearly, they had been trapped here for a long time.
But even such temperatures hadn't frozen them to death.
It had to be said, the vitality of zombies was truly formidable.
Thinking of extremely cold places like snow-capped mountains, one would probably still encounter zombie attacks even if they hid there.
"Ooh ooh..."
The zombies, seeing Lam Pham, shrieked, mist expelling from their mouths. They wanted to surge forward, but their movements were a bit sluggish.
"There is an effect; it can restrict their speed."
Lam Pham observed.
A distance that could clearly be covered in two or three seconds, this group of zombies took a full six or seven seconds. He originally wanted to hunt them on the spot, but thinking this was a cold storage warehouse, he retreated, left the warehouse, and led them outside.
Swinging his sword.
He dealt with this group of zombies.
After checking this situation, he left the cold storage warehouse. He couldn't take it away for now.
Tu Trach base.
Duong Vinh leisurely stayed on the rooftop, looking at the surrounding environment, his mood somewhat relaxed. Staying here alone, he felt very at ease, thinking about his younger sister Duong Lo's situation at the Duong Quang shelter.
She should be living quite comfortably.
A figure appeared in his vision.
He stood up and hurriedly went downstairs to open the door.
"Good," he greeted.
Lam Pham smiled, "Good. How have things been recently? Have you encountered any survivors?"
Duong Vinh spread his hands, "No, not even a ghost. Do you think there are still survivors living in other parts of Hoang City?"
Lam Pham said firmly: "Yes, there definitely are. Yesterday, six survivors came to my place. Recently, I've also been speeding up the cleanup."
He told him about the recent situation at the Duong Quang shelter.
Duong Vinh listened very attentively. Awakened ones, battle armor, those were things he liked to hear about. He hadn't expected so many things to have happened during this period.
"I want to get a cold storage unit back. Ha Khanh from Hanh Vun Hao told me about the Tan Phong cold storage warehouse in Tam Ha district. I went to take a look. There's a lot of frozen food stored inside, many kinds of meat. There are many children in the shelter now, and they are at a growing age. Nutrition needs to keep up."
"Very good. Supplies are really important now. But I've always wondered, animal types haven't encountered zombie harm. Do you think there are many animals in the forests?"
"Yes, I really haven't seen animals. Perhaps there really are, but how many animals can there be in the forests? And those breeding farms, it's been so long, even if they were being raised, they've probably starved to death."