Chapter 184

Zheng Qian vented the anger in his heart, his neck throbbing from where Lin Qianhuan had struck him, and he felt dizzy with the slightest movement.

Zheng Kuan arrived late, bringing a gust of wind with a heavy, bloody smell.

“Brother, what happened at ‘Paradise’? Why are so many people dead?”

His brow was furrowed, and every step he took left a bloody footprint.

Zheng Qian turned his head to look at Zheng Kuan, only to see double.

He seemed to have found a savior and grabbed Zheng Kuan’s hand tightly.

“A’Kuan, A’Kuan, go kill that Lin Qianhuan.

I poured so much effort into ‘Paradise,’ and now it’s all ruined.

Go kill her! Don’t let her get away!”

Zheng Kuan quickly reached out to support Zheng Qian, a calculating look flashing in his eyes.

“Brother, that’s not the most important thing.

What we should do now is put out the fire as soon as possible and then move away from here.

Where are those potions? I’ll watch people move them. ‘Paradise’ is no longer suitable for living.”

Large swaths of houses had been burned down, the flames soared into the sky, and the temperature rose rapidly.

The heat was buried underground, unable to dissipate for a long time, and they could only move outside of ‘Paradise,’ living with those ordinary survivors.

Zheng Qian only felt a blur before his eyes, and the pain in his neck was driving him almost crazy.

But Zheng Kuan’s words immediately woke him up. He looked up at the other party vigilantly, trying to suppress the churning anger in his heart.

“I’ve kept the potions in a very safe place, you don’t need to worry.

Is the fire outside extinguished? How’s the situation?”

Seeing Zheng Qian lightly change the subject again, Zheng Kuan couldn’t hold it in any longer.

He dispersed the people surrounding the room, sat down in a chair, and stared at Zheng Qian.

“I’ve been by your side for so long, I may not have made great contributions, but I’ve worked hard, right?

Why do you interrupt me every time I mention the potions?

You haven’t considered sharing the potions with me from the very beginning, have you?”

Zheng Kuan took out a dagger from his waist, his fingertips running along the blade, his face gloomy and terrifying.

“If you want to swallow it all yourself, you have to ask my knife if it agrees first.

Zheng Qian, if it weren’t for my full support and fighting to the death for you, would you be able to live so freely in ‘Paradise’?

You’ve taken all the advantages, why?

Do you think I’m stupid enough to be brushed off by you again and again?”

Zheng Kuan stood up, grabbed Zheng Qian’s collar, and held the dagger to his neck.

“Quick, tell me where you hid those potions?

If you tell me, we’ll still be good brothers who can talk about anything in the future, and I’ll guarantee you peace and wealth for the rest of your life.

If you don’t tell me… hehe.

I’ll turn you into a dead soul right now!”

Feeling the stinging pain coming from his neck, Zheng Qian was frightened and trembling.

He was just an ordinary person after all, and he had no power to fight back against Zheng Kuan.

“A’Kuan, we’re brothers! Blood-related brothers!

Have you forgotten how my mother helped you and your mother?

Didn’t my mother pay for your tuition and living expenses?

Even your mother’s medical expenses were paid for by our family, have you forgotten all this?”

Zheng Qian swallowed nervously, wanting to step back and avoid the dagger, but he couldn’t move at all.

“What did your aunt tell you when she died? Have you forgotten?”

Zheng Qian’s words seemed to bring Zheng Kuan into a memory. The hand holding the dagger bulged with veins, and his eyes were bloodshot, looking a little ferocious.

“I remember, I remember everything.

She said that if it weren’t for your family, my mother and I would have died long ago.

So, I owe you for the rest of my life. I can’t refuse whatever you ask me to do.”

Thinking of his haggard mother lying in the hospital bed, Zheng Kuan felt his heart bleeding.

“But Zheng Qian, haven’t my mother and I paid you back enough?

After the apocalypse, what haven’t I done for your family?

I desperately killed zombies, looked for supplies, how many injuries have I suffered, how much blood have I shed?

Your mother has high blood pressure and needs medicine, I found it for her.

Your wife wants to wear clean clothes and eat well, I found them too.

Your son wants to eat hamburgers and drink milk, I risked being surrounded by zombies to help him find food.

And you? You said you wanted to be the boss of Xiangze City, to stand at the top of power, and I helped you.

But what does your family treat me as?

A killing machine? Or a dog to be dispatched and ordered around?”

Zheng Kuan became more and more frantic, the blade sinking deeper into Zheng Qian’s neck, and blood dripped down the tip of the knife.

“I owe you, I deserve to do anything.

But you have so many potions in your hands, why aren’t you willing to share even one with me?

I just want one, is that so difficult?

I just want to leave a potion to save my life, can’t you fulfill my wish?”

Zheng Qian struggled frantically, but the blade sank into his neck inch by inch.

Suddenly, blood spurted out, and his life ended there.

Feeling the person under the knife stop moving, Zheng Kuan frantically wanted to clean the blood off his hands, but it backfired.

The dark red blood was smeared, the ground and the walls were covered in bloodstains.

“Ah!”

Zheng Kuan collapsed and screamed, the dagger fell to the ground, splashing a few drops of blood on Zheng Qian’s shoes.

The Guesthouse.

When He Lu brought Lin Qianhuan back to the guesthouse, the battle had already stopped.

Outside the wall, corpses were piled up in a mess, they died tragically, but silently.

Seeing Lin Qianhuan, Lin Yixuan and Lin Wansheng breathed a sigh of relief.

“It’s good that you’re back, are you hurt?”

Lin Qianhuan shook her head and asked He Lu to send Ji Rong back to her room to rest.

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