Become a villain and swing your sword at the scumbag!

Han Siyan looked at the numb expression on Lu Chengting's face and felt that Lu Chengting was not as calm as he seemed on the surface.

I don’t know if he was scared when he was lying in the laboratory and felt his life passing by.

I don’t know if he felt despair when he was pushed into the furnace and felt the flames burning around him.

Han Siyan felt very sad.

He hugged Lu Chengting into his arms and told him, "If you die, you will die. In this world, death is purer than living."

Lu Cheng remained silent: "Brother Yan, I'm a living corpse. It's disgusting."

The word "disgusting" stung Han Siyan.

He felt a severe blockage in his heart and his throat was dry and tight. He tightened his arms holding Lu Chengting: "Lu Chengting, you have to apologize to me."

Lu Chengting once spent his life with Si Yan as a ghost.

At that time, he was dilapidated and ugly, but Si Yan had never disliked him. He knew that it would be different now. Si Yan is still his Si Yan, and the reason why Han Si Yan asked him to apologize must not be because of his identity.

So he asked: "Why?"

Han Siyan said sadly: "You scolded my lover."

"I'm the one who slept with him. I don't even think so. Why do you say that?"

Lu Chengting raised his hand and hugged Han Siyan back, laughing softly: "I'm sorry."

This was not a good time to talk. Even if Han Siyan still had thousands of things to say to Lu Cheng, he had to consider the people still upstairs.

After the two of them finished talking, they continued walking to the supermarket downstairs.

Although no one said anything, their hands were tightly held together.

Han Siyan was afraid that Lu Cheng would think he would dislike him after hearing this, so his palms were so sweaty that he didn't dare to let go of him for a moment.

For the sake of Han Siyan's heart, Lu Chengting allowed him to pinch him hard.

Now that the two of them had gotten to know each other, they no longer had to hide their strength in front of each other, so searching for supplies became easier.

The two entered the supermarket entrance and took a brief look at the empty food area. They knew that searching here was pointless and walked straight to the innermost warehouse.

Lu Chengting watched Han Siyan break the heavy iron bolt on the cold storage door with his bare hands. He clicked his tongue and praised him: "Brother Yan is so powerful."

Han Siyan raised his eyebrows, raised his lips and said, "Not as powerful as you."

Lu Cheng pinched his waist and said to him: "It should be safe in the cold storage. You go in and get your things. I'll stay here."

Han Siyan hummed, opened the cold storage door and walked in.

Due to the long-term power outage, the cold storage has long ceased to provide cooling. As soon as the door was opened, a swarm of flies and mosquitoes flew out along with a smell of putrid smell.

Han Siyan was choked and coughed twice, waved his hand to drive away the mosquitoes, held his breath, and walked inside.

The zombie's brain is not working, but its sense of smell is still working.

The sudden large amount of putrid smell soon gathered the zombies wandering in the supermarket.

Lu Chengting stood outside the gate, holding the golf club in one hand and swinging it at every zombie who dared to approach him.

Han Siyan had not gone far at this time. He could hear the footsteps approaching the warehouse door and the sound of the golf club hitting the heavy object.

It's like hitting a watermelon with a stick.

Every stick can hit a zombie's head with perfect accuracy.

It sounds effortless and effortless.

Han Siyan sighed silently in his heart. Sure enough, Lu Chengting did not need his protection.

He had mixed emotions. He was depressed that Lu Chengting didn't actually need him as much as he thought, but he was also grateful that Lu Chengting had enough ability to protect himself in this apocalyptic world where everyone can eat people.

He felt that what he had heard from Lu Cheng before about protecting him for the rest of his life was a joke.

He also felt that if Lu Chengting wanted to be protected, he could still protect Lu Chengting for the rest of his life.

Han Siyan walked deeper into the warehouse while his mind was filled with irrelevant things.

Suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps sounded from behind Han Siyan.

Han Siyan's ears twitched, and he quickly recognized that the footsteps were not human.

He stopped, turned around, and saw an East German Shepherd with half of its face showing signs of decay.

And squatting on top of the dog was a black cat that was completely black and staring at a pair of black cats with shining green light, squatting on the carton and staring at him.

Han Siyan whistled and said, "Little dog, are you hungry?"

The German shepherd didn't understand Han Siyan's words. It tilted its head and looked at him, with its tongue hanging out, and rushed towards him.

Han Siyan half-bowed, and the moment the German Shepherd rushed in front of him, he grabbed the dog's open jaw with one hand and pulled its head with the other.

Just when he was about to forcibly tear the dog's head into two halves, the cat suddenly jumped in front of Han Siyan and stopped his movement.

At the same time, the cat grinned and made a threatening "ha" sound towards the German Shepherd.

The dog stopped attacking and sat on the ground obediently, motionless.

The black cat jumped on the cardboard box nearby and said "meow" at Han Siyan.

It's not the roar of a zombie, but the clear and soft meow of a cat.

Han Siyan's pupils shrank and he took a closer look at the cat. There were no wounds or rot. Even the fur was clean. It was still alive.

Han Siyan whispered: "Meow?"

The black cat raised its leg and kicked itself on the head, and responded: "Meow."

Han Siyan felt surprised and stretched out his hand: "Come here and touch it for me."

The black cat seemed to understand people's words and was not on guard against Han Siyan. He jumped down and squatted on Han Siyan's shoulder.

Han Siyan raised his hand and touched the black cat's chin.

The black cat stretched its neck, put its ears behind its head, and let Han Siyan touch it.

It felt warm to the touch, there was a heartbeat, and there was a small purring sound coming from the throat.

It is indeed alive.

Han Siyan tried to communicate with it: "Xiao Hei, do you know where there is food?"

Hearing this, the black cat retracted its stretched neck, jumped off Han Siyan's shoulders, walked around the rotten and dirty debris on the ground, stepped on the clean ground, and walked inside.

As if receiving some irrefutable order, the dog squatted on the ground, motionless.

Han Siyan looked back at the dog and decided to let it go first.

He followed the black cat and walked around the dirty and messy warehouse. Finally, he saw the black cat stop in front of a row of coded cartons and let out a "meow".

Han Siyan walked to the pile of cardboard boxes and cut open the tape with a knife. Inside was a whole box of compressed biscuits.

"I'll go." He was surprised: "Do you really understand human language?"

The black cat ignored Han Siyan and squatted aside to lick its paws.

Han Siyan opened several cartons in succession. In addition to compressed biscuits, there were also various canned and instant foods. He even found a box of self-heating rice and several bottles of mineral water inside.