Apocalypse: No rebirth! Time to upgrade the sewers!

Sun Qing looked at everything before her, almost unable to believe it.

"How could the gas cylinder... have exploded?"

The werewolf Jiang Chang, huddled in the corner, was still trembling. He stammered and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"Um... um..."

Just then.

"You guys didn't blow up the gas cylinder while eating hot pot, did you?"

Song Qing leaned leisurely against the door frame, his hands in his pockets.

Jiang Chang suddenly turned his head, his wolf face, now completely transformed into a beast, was contorted with rage.

"No! How could I possibly eat hot pot!"

His roar was like that of a wild beast.

"Everyone at the church is starving! How could I possibly go eat hot pot!"

Song Qing shook his head.

Why are you so agitated?

He pointed a finger at the wall.

"That should be a lamb roll, and that over there is chili oil, right?"

A few of the braver survivors also gathered around to examine it closely.

A man exclaimed in surprise.

"It really is lamb rolls!"

Another person joined in the shouting.

"Really! Really! There are chicken balls too! Jiang Chang and the others are really sneaking a bite of hot pot!"

The crowd erupted in chatter.

Jiang Changfa roared like a madman.

"Friends! I didn't eat hot pot! Don't believe him!"

"Ouch! That hurts so much!"

"I never expected you, Chief Jiang, to eat all by yourself!"

"That's right! You're making us drink only watery porridge, while you're feasting on meat and fish!"

Amidst the rising and falling accusations, Sun Qing stared in disbelief at the werewolf on the ground.

Her body was trembling slightly.

"Jiang... Jiang Chang, didn't you tell me that food was already scarce? Why?"

Jiang Chang panicked when he heard Sun Qing's words.

"No...no, Sun Qing, listen to me, no...no..."

Song Qing's voice rang out again.

"If I remember correctly, Sun Qing dealt with all the zombies outside today by himself, right?"

"You, just sit in the car and watch the show."

He paused, then continued.

"Then, what was given to the grandfather and grandson was a thin soup with hardly any rice."

"And you yourselves are hiding here eating hot pot."

Song Qing thought this woman was incredibly stupid.

However, considering the old man's situation, he was still willing to help with this small favor.

Sun Qing stood there blankly, every word Song Qing said felt like a heavy hammer blow to her heart.

Jiang Chang's wolf-like face contorted with grotesque features.

Just then, the old woman who had previously been holding her grandson and verbally abusing him pushed her way out of the crowd.

She pointed at Jiang Chang's nose and started cursing.

"Jiang Chang! I never imagined you were this kind of person! Sneaking around eating hotpot by yourself! Why didn't you give us any! My grandson is so young, he..."

The old lady's words came to an abrupt end.

puff.

A muffled thud.

Jiang's sharp claws had already pierced through the old woman's chest.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the corpse he was holding in mid-air.

"Ha...hahaha! You won't listen to reason...you'll have to suffer the consequences!!!"

"This...this is my paradise! No...if you don't listen! Then you might as well die!"

He suddenly swung his arm and threw the old woman's body away like trash.

The survivors erupted in screams.

Jiang Chang's scarlet beastly eyes swept across the crowd, finally settling on another middle-aged man who had just accused him.

"Ha...haha! And you too!"

His voice became broken and intermittent with anger.

"Why! Are! You! Criticizing! Me!"

The man was so frightened that he waved his hands frantically, and his crotch was soaked.

The giant werewolf, over three meters tall and completely transformed into a beast, pounced on Jiang Chang.

Tear!

The man's body was torn in two by Jiang Chang.

Song Qing watched quietly.

These survivors are just like Jiang Chang.

A group of parasites who only want to reap without sowing, enjoying the food that others risk their lives for and still not being satisfied.

He deserved to be killed.

Of course, this Jiang Changgeng is no good person.

He took all the advantages and treated Sun Qing, who had contributed the most, as a tool that he could use and discard at will.

The church hall was in complete chaos.

The survivors cried out and screamed, running around like headless flies.

The gray werewolf, over three meters tall, scanned everyone with his beastly eyes.

However, Jiang Chang deliberately avoided Song Qing.

This guy still has some sense; he just doesn't have the courage to confront himself.

Song Qing was happy to have some peace and quiet and continued to watch the dogs fight.

When Jiang Chang passed by Song Qing, he bent over.

He said this after passing Song Qing.

"I...I clearly didn't ask you...to do anything!"

"You... by what right... by what right! Die, all of you!"

A massacre began in the church.

Just then, a figure stood up.

It's Sun Qing.

Her face was completely cold.

She finally realized that her tolerance and concessions all along had not resulted in peaceful coexistence, but rather in this man's endless trampling.

I was treated like a complete tool.

Sun Qing said this as she passed by Song Qing.

"I'm...I'm so sorry, Mr. Song, I've made you...I'm sorry for making you laugh."

Her voice was very soft.

Song Qing simply waved his hand, indicating that everything was alright.

next second.

Sun was moved.

He appeared in front of Jiang Chang in a flash.

Her long, beautiful legs drew an arc in the air, forming a perfect split, and kicked Jiang Chang hard in the chin.

boom!

A muffled thud.

The werewolf monster, over three meters tall, was lifted off the ground as if struck by a battering ram, crashing straight into the church ceiling.

Boom!

Sun Qing withdrew her beautiful legs and said.

"Enough! You're not allowed to run wild here!"

All the survivors stared blankly at the scene, at the terrifying power that the usually gentle and easily bullied nun was now displaying.

at this time

An elderly man who had been hiding behind the crowd squeezed to the front and pointed at Sun Qing.

"Sun Qing! Why are you so late! If you were any later, we would all be dead!"

"Exactly! You're so slow and dawdling!"

Sun Qing looked at them, and a hint of apology appeared on her originally resolute face.

Just as the old man was about to say something...

Click.

Jiang Chang pulled his body out of the ceiling.

He fell from the sky, his enormous body crashing to the ground.

It landed right on the chattering old man.

puff.

The old man didn't even have time to scream before his head was crushed.

Song Qing almost burst out laughing when she saw this scene.