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Chapter 1121 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (2)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (Part Two)

"Brother Biao, I'm here."

They were led to a two-story villa-like building, and Song Ning greedily looked at the things inside.

The lights were on, but by eight o'clock the sky was already pitch black, and Song Ning couldn't remember how many days she hadn't seen the brightness of incandescent light.

How many nights did he work by candlelight, or even groping in the dark?

There's also the freezer. Last month, the hunting team heard that they had a rare encounter with a wild flock of sheep. He overheard a relative of Li Dabiao let slip that someone had suggested keeping the sheep and raising them so that everyone could have meat to eat and sheep milk to drink. However, one of Li Dabiao's lovers was craving meat, so Li Dabiao killed them all.

Of course, the ordinary people in the base didn't get to eat a single bite of that meat. Not only that, they also had to clean the wool bit by bit and then twist it into yarn.

In the end, not a single piece of the wool clothing was spared; it all ended up on Li Dabiao's men.

As Song Ning pondered, her gaze swept over a woman in her thirties standing at Li Dabiao's feet.

She was dressed very lightly, but she was wearing a pair of gray socks that looked like wool socks, which Song Ning recognized.

On the small table in front of Li Dabiao, there was a plate of roasted meat casually placed, which looked like leftovers.

Song Ning's eyes darted around on it, and her stomach started growling loudly.

He couldn't remember the last time he had eaten meat; now, thinking back, it felt like something from a past life.

His gaze was completely undisguised, and Li Dabiao and the others clearly saw it too.

The woman pursed her lips and got up to put the barbecue away.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Li Dabiao pinned the woman down with his foot. The woman asked, puzzled, "Brother Biao, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Did I say you could touch this? Since when did you become the boss of this place?"

He shoved the person aside and then looked Song Ning up and down with a grin.

"I have to say, how come I never noticed before that you're actually quite good-looking?"

He stood up and circled Song Ning twice, surprised, "You've already washed? Where did you get the water?"

Song Ning dodged the question, saying, "There's still some water at home, but not much food."

Li Dabiao understood. "You want to eat, right? Easy."

He looked down and said, "You're not young anymore, you must know how to get rid of your body, right?"

The attitude clearly showed that they didn't treat Song Ning like a human being. What disgusted Song Ning even more was that there were three or four other people in the room, all looking at him with eyes that seemed to wish he would fall into the abyss with them.

"How disgusting," Song Ning thought.

What's the point of continuing to live in such a disgusting world?

He suddenly smiled, and his dark and weathered skin couldn't hide his eyes, which shone like stars.

Li Dabiao was completely stunned.

"Brother Biao, there are too many people. This is my first time here, and I don't want them to see me."

Song Ning said.

Upon hearing this, Li Dabiao became even more excited.

"Really? You look like someone who's never been slept with?"

Someone scoffed, their tone laced with sarcasm, "How could that be? He's definitely not clean. What kind of world is this? How could anyone still be a virgin? Brother Biao, don't believe his nonsense."

Song Ning tilted her head, her face full of innocence and clarity.

"Because I deliberately got a tan. I'm not like you; I don't want to rely on others for a living."

The man felt a tightness in his chest upon hearing this.

He did survive by moving around with different people not long after the apocalypse began, but that was also due to his own abilities!

Li Dabiao understood and examined it as if it were a rare and precious object.

He had indeed paid attention to Song Ning before. This guy was a good worker. If it were someone with the same conditions before the apocalypse, he might have been able to step on Song Ning's head. How could he have ended up in the hands of a small-time hoodlum like him?

But the world is different now. No matter how high-minded you are, you still have to clean yourself up and offer yourself up in order to survive.

Feeling smug, he waved his hand.

"Alright, all of you can leave now. No one is allowed in my room tonight. I'm going to have some fun."

As he spoke, he carefully pulled a small paper packet out of his back pocket. The men who were halfway there saw it and their faces turned green.

Brother Biao actually started taking drugs for this newcomer? Does that mean the old guard will really be outshone by the newcomer in the future?

Some people were happy, and some were not, but they could only obediently leave.

Everyone had left, and Li Dabiao, feeling a bit impatient, wanted to pounce on them.

Song Ning stepped aside and spoke calmly.

"Brother Biao, if I'm going to follow you, you can't just leave me with nothing, right? I want some meat. Give me the meat first, and then I'll go into your room with you."

Li Dabiao was getting a little impatient, but then he thought that the medicine would take a while to take effect, so he decided it was okay.

"Look, the freezer is right there, go pick one yourself."

"Once you've chosen, come to my room. I'm going in first."

"Okay, brother Biao."

Li Dabiao snapped out of his daze, rushed into the room, quickly stripped naked, and started waiting. Song Ning, on the other hand, composed himself and quickly glanced around.

He soon discovered that there was a security camera in the living room.

His heart sank, and he quickly glanced at Li Dabiao's room while pretending to select frozen meat as he approached the freezer.

No, there are no security cameras in the room. I guess Li Dabiao wouldn't want his sleeping place to be watched.

Choosing a piece of pork ribs that was clearly disliked, Song Ning calmly entered the room and locked the door.

The person in charge of monitoring the surveillance was Da Tou, a distant cousin of Li Da Biao. When he saw the door close, he spat and cursed.

"What the hell is this guy pretending to be innocent? He's ruined my entertainment tonight. So boring!"

He suddenly pushed the chair up, stood up, took out a homemade cigarette from his back pocket, lit it, and pushed open the door to the small room to go out and exhale smoke rings.

A guy nearby saw this and couldn't help but wonder.

"What's wrong? Aren't you planning to watch something exciting tonight? Don't you like watching those kinds of shows to vent your frustrations?"

Big Head took a deep breath and spat it out, cursing indistinctly.

"It was boring. Tonight's guy was a dark-skinned, old man. He was kind of a virgin, but he insisted on coming into the room and then closed the door. I could only hear him and not see him. What's the point?"

The guy was speechless. "That's pretty boring. It'll just be a good deal for Brother Biao."

No sooner had the two finished speaking than a man's scream came from the surveillance camera.

"What's going on? Why are they making noise right from the start? Could something have happened?"

The man was about to come over when Big Head spat and stopped him.

"What do you know? My brother took the drug, and this guy is a virgin. Isn't that what happens when he just goes for it? Alright, don't go. Don't ruin my brother's drug."

The man stopped and scratched his head. "You took medicine? No wonder. Okay, I won't go over there. Keep a close eye on me after you finish your cigarette."

Big Head said impatiently, "Alright, I know, you don't need to give me any more orders."

Do they really think they're something special?

Inside the room, Song Ning, dressed impeccably, coldly stared at the man before her, a small piece of iron in her hand gleaming with a sharp light.

He killed someone, he killed someone again, this is the fourth time.