Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 272 Wishing You Happy Lives

While passing by, Jing An also caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the crowd—the old Mai, who seemed to be more Buddhist and seemed to have a neutral attitude towards everything, was holding a The exquisite jewelry box followed the crowd with red eyes.

After just taking a look, Jing An took the initiative to avoid this bunch of crazy crowd.He walked through the narrow alleys and walked straight to Kruger's hut.

This place is still relatively tidy, apparently no wandering residents flooded in to loot it.And when Jing An got closer, he saw the reason.

I saw a short, fat figure hanging by the window sill on the second floor, holding a slender modified firearm in his hand, with a fierce face.Jing'an's eyes stayed on his body for a moment, and then moved to his right leg, which was tightly wrapped with white cloth.

While Jing An was observing the other party, Kruger also keenly felt the gaze from the shadow.He immediately gritted his teeth, and he held the murder weapon in his hand, and then pointed to where Jing'an was from afar.

"Where is who! Get out of here, there is nothing valuable here! If you don't listen, the bullet in my hand won't have eyes!"

Even though he has already broken a leg, can he still be so energetic?
After saying that, I saw that he had already loaded the bullet, and then brought it to the side of his face, preparing to take aim.It is not difficult to see that Kruger also has some relatively rich knowledge about firearms.If it is only used to defend one's property from the intrusion of these ordinary people, perhaps a durable assembly gun will be enough.

But if the target is a mutator... Such a little defense is not enough at all.

Kruger only felt that his eyes were dazzled, and when he realized it, there was a person standing silently behind him.

"!!!"

The stunned, chunky figure seemed to want to stand up suddenly, but due to the injury to his right leg, he could only jump up like a toad, and then landed heavily on the window sill, destroying the hard-won Only the balance of food and housing is included.

There was a plop, but it was a muffled sound as hundreds of catties of rotten meat were squeezed on the floor.

"Uh……"

The pain eroded Kruger's nerves in an instant, but he had no time to take care of his physical condition.After all, it was what he saw again tonight...the man who was enough to give him nightmares.

"Why are you back again!"

On top of the crying voice, was Kruger's expression as if he was about to pee his pants.For this man who broke his leg with one kick and even turned the square upside down, he could no longer muster up the courage to resist.

And Jing'an didn't intend to continue talking nonsense with him, he stretched out his hand, and held the assembly gun that fell on the ground in his palm - this kind of prop was Jing'an's main attack method more than a month ago, but Looking at it right now, he can't even pierce his skin...

Feeling emotional, he exerted a little force, crushing this tight lump of iron into pieces.Clinking parts crashed into the wooden plank, causing Kruger to look more and more terrified.

What exactly does this man want to do?
Before he could ask, Jing An looked around a few times, and then walked towards room 203 without looking back.After rummaging around for a while, I saw him walking straight out of the room with two heavy cloth bags in his hands.

In an instant, Kruger's eyes widened.As if he didn't care about his leg injury, he swam towards Jing'an even rolling and crawling.He yelled loudly while straining.

"Put it down, put down my money! It's all my blood and sweat, it's my property! You vampire, lunatic, don't torture me anymore, get out of here!!!"

This was his life's savings, and it was also the source of motivation for him to still struggle and run to the window sill to defend himself against the enemy.When he saw Jing'an actually taking action against these treasures, his nerves that maintained his sanity were shattered in an instant.

"You can't take it, you can't take them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kruger felt his eyes blurred.Then a huge force came from his chin.His figure immediately flew up from the ground, and then floated in a semi-curved arc in the corridor, and finally fell to the ground, dragging, and slid half a meter away.

"Gu, Gululu..."

In a blur, the swollen right side of his face was squirming at this moment, and finally a few broken red and white teeth came out from the bloody mouth.He stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at Jing'an, as if he wanted to say something, but the vague blood foam had swallowed up these syllables, and in the end, only a few blood bubbles could appear symbolically, which was right. It was his final 'warning'.

Under the blow that Jing An deliberately held back, half of Kruger's face was lifted to pieces.If no one takes care of her... maybe even eating will become a problem.

"Your hard-earned money? Save it, the first half of it is earned by beauty, and the rest, Freya and Alice can split it in half."

Kruger was anxious and angry. He muttered and wriggled the muscles on his face. Finally, he rolled his eyes and simply passed out.

Jing'an gave him one last look, and after a brief thought, she dragged the man and stuffed him into the edge of the room.He was tied with sheets and then tied to a wooden bed.Jing'an hesitated for a moment, then took out a small handful of bottle caps and stuffed them into his pocket.

Keeping the last bit of money should give him something to eat, so that he won't starve to death.

After all, a disabled person with a broken leg and maybe even a paralyzed face... Life is not going to be easy.

This move was not a well-intentioned decision.

For this kind of man, losing his life savings and throwing away the last two crucial cash cows is undoubtedly an approach that can make him miserable.Jing'an didn't mind using despicable means to torture this person. In fact... there was never a need to 'empathize' with evil people.

When he wakes up tomorrow, someone may have already broken into his house and robbed him, and when others see him, there may still be a way out.

Of course...if the last of his possessions in his pockets wouldn't be discovered.

Jing An went out, and locked the wooden door with excellent sound insulation effect - Freya and Alice will come back to pack their luggage later, and let them hear this guy's crying... It's not a one-off A memorable memory.

"Goodbye, I hope you and the bottle cap have a good time."

(End of this chapter)