Doomsday: I, a top killer, became a lolita.

Bai Xuan's whole body trembled, her neck seemed to be stuck, and she turned her head tremblingly.

Behind her, Fatty Zhao came back at some point.

His tall figure stood there like a mountain of meat.

His eyes were as cold as sharp arrows, his complexion was as low as water, and there was a sneer.

He reached out, took off the black-rimmed glasses on his face, and threw them on the table.

The faint light of the evening shone on his fat face, with a disgusting greasy sheen.

"click"

That's the sound of glasses bouncing off a clean table.

The sound made Bai Xuan tremble all over, and there was a look of fear in her small eyes.

But soon, Bai Xuan suddenly figured out something.

His eyes changed from fear to boundless anger and hatred.

"It's you! You took what Teacher Zhang brought back!"

Bai Xuan stood up, clenched her little fists, and the light of hatred shot out from her eyes.

"You just, you just watched Teacher Zhang lying there like that, and took away the food he brought back!!"

"How can you!!"

She was breathing hard, her chest was heaving violently, almost unable to control her emotions, she clenched her teeth.

Fatty Zhao looked at the angry Bai Xuan, but he just spat contemptuously on the ground, completely ignoring that the floor had just been wiped:

"That old thing was bitten by a zombie, so it can't be saved, little sister."

He stretched his head forward, his eyes were wide open, his eyebrows were tilted, and his expression was full of viciousness:
"I call it waste, matter, benefit, and use."

After hearing this, Bai Xuan could no longer suppress the mania in her heart.

"what!!!"

She let out a scream, and rushed towards Fatty Zhao, as if she wanted to fight him desperately.

"Give Teacher Zhang back to us!!!"

"Give, give us all our food back!!!"

"You!! Mmmmm"

She was tearful and emotionally hysterical.

But within half a second of rushing over, Fatty Zhao's thick giant hands grabbed his head and covered his mouth.

She complained angrily and misfired.

He wanted to kick Fatty Zhao with both hands and feet, but unfortunately they were too short to reach him.

Fatty Zhao's thick arm grabbed her throat again.

With a fierce expression on his face, he easily lifted Bai Xuan's small body with one hand, pinched her from the ground, and pushed her against the wall.

"Don't blame Uncle for being ruthless, who told you not to have eyes."

With his face close to Bai Xuan's hateful eyes, he whispered:
"I'll send you to see your teacher Zhang right away!"

Bai Xuan's little face had already turned red sharply due to lack of oxygen, and she kicked her hands and feet indiscriminately, but unfortunately it didn't work.

Her cheeks twitched and her nose trembled from being pinched, but her eyes were fixed on Fatty Zhao's ugly face.

If he is dead, even a ghost can't let him go!
Sun Jiao waited in the room for a long time, but Bai Xuan did not come.

There was an inexplicable sense of unease in her heart.

She has always asked Bai Xuan to clean the room.

From the first day she came here, she discovered that this well-behaved and lovely child is very much like her deceased daughter.

He has been so sensible and strong since he was a child, and he looks like a little adult.

She knew that she was just a poor worm who traded her body for food, and she had to please those who gave her food all day long.

In fact, she didn't want to continue living like this for a long time, she really wanted to get it over with, and just die like this.

It was worse to live like this than to die.

But ever since she came here, she always felt inexplicably wanting to take care of this child, Bai Xuan.

That's why she always cleaned the room, called Bai Xuan to clean it, and then gave her food.

Sun Jiao knew how ridiculous this behavior was, so she took the food she bought with her body and gave it to a little girl who just looked like her dead daughter.

This kind of sad behavior of using others to compensate for the lack of affection.

She looked down on herself from the bottom of her heart, but she still wanted to help this little girl more in her limited life, that's all.

Bai Xuan would come on time every time, she didn't relax just because the room was already clean, she still cleaned it seriously every time.

Now the sky is getting darker and darker, but Bai Xuan still hasn't waited.

She couldn't sit still.

Teacher Zhang just died today, she was afraid that something would happen to Bai Xuan.

Sun Jiao walked out of her room, and started to ask a few survivors, but there was no news.

Someone even asked her if she needed to trade again, and then looked at her with slightly obscene eyes, not caring about her question at all.

When she came to Fatty Zhao's door, she also knocked lightly on the door.

It took a long time for Fatty Zhao to come to open the door, and he was taken aback when he saw it was Sun Jiao.

He looked down at his watch and said impatiently:

"Why? What time is it? And didn't I ask you to come back in a few days, I'm not in the mood right now."

But Sun Jiao noticed keenly that Fatty Zhao didn't wear glasses, and his face was full of fierceness.

From the crack of the opened door, she saw that Fatty Zhao's desktop was clean and tidy, as if it had been carefully cleaned by someone.

Her heart sank suddenly, feeling bad.

But she remained calm on the surface, but moved forward charmingly, and her whole body seemed to have no strength, and she leaned against Fatty Zhao.

"Damn ghost, I can't wait anymore"

With the beauty in his arms, Fatty Zhao didn't look happy at all, he frowned and opened his mouth to scold:
"You tm can't understand human language, can you?"

As if to push her, to push her out.

But the pretty beauty who was lying on top of him slipped to the side and broke into the room.

He saw Bai Xuan lying unconscious.

"Bai Xuan!!"

She didn't look like she was entangled in lust at all, and her pretty face turned pale immediately.

There was a very obvious pinch mark on Bai Xuan's neck, the red one was long, and she had collapsed on the floor of Fatty Zhao's room with her eyes closed.

She hurried over and put her hand in front of Bai Xuan's small nose.

And faint breathing!
"click"

Before Sun Jiao could do anything, she heard the sound of the door closing and locking.

"Fatty Zhao, are you crazy, why did you hit a child so hard?!"

Sun Jiao got excited and yelled at Fatty Zhao. When she usually flattered him, she always called him Boss Zhao.

"Every one of you, are you all full and full, and sneaked into Lao Tzu's room?"

Fatty Zhao put his left hand on the fist of his right, making the knuckles crack.

"And you bitch, what does it have to do with you if I beat this little bastard?"

"Even you are here to join in the fun, could it be that you are her mother?!"

He stepped forward, grabbed Sun Jiao by the collar, and almost tore her clothes to pieces.

"Crack! Crack!"

Two slaps ruthlessly slapped Sun Jiao's face, leaving two red blood marks directly, and then slapped Sun Jiao mercilessly.

Throwing her to the same place where Bai Xuan was lying, threw her into a mess.

"You bitch, you just fell in love with Lao Tzu's food, and I'm not satisfied after giving it to you!"

"I still have to take care of my business!"

He threw the beaten Sun Jiao on the ground, and picked up the steel bars he had placed in the room.

Sun Jiao stood firmly in front of Bai Xuan, fearing that she would be affected.

"Oh? Could it be that you are really her mother? A bitch, a bitch, a perfect match!"

Seeing Sun Jiao's appearance of resisting him, he was completely enraged.

He picked up the steel bar and slammed it on Sun Jiao's body, causing her to stagger.

This blow was so heavy that Sun Jiao felt that she was almost out of breath, and the pain spread all over her body.

But she gritted her teeth and said a word:

"You, only 5 seconds!"

She wanted to irritate Fatty Zhao and let him focus his anger on himself to attract firepower.

As soon as he heard '5 seconds', Fatty Zhao was completely defenseless.

"You have the guts to say it again!!!"

"You don't want to get out of Lao Tzu's room alive today!"

He raised the steel bar high again.

From the crack of the door of the room, a scarlet Tang saber quietly protruded in.

While Fatty Zhao was speaking loudly, he cut off the lock of the door with a single knife.