Xue Wusuan just watched as the woman, who seemed to be satisfied after learning of Liang Wu's death, slowly got up from the sofa, then changed into a clean set of clothes, combed her hair, and then sat down on the window. Looking out the window at the foggy sky, he leaned forward and fell.

Xue Wushu didn't stop him, and even with his ear, he clearly heard that the woman was still laughing when she fell, the laughter was very short, but it sounded full of relief and pleasure.

Xue Wushu was silent for a while before leaving the room. He's leaving, and the people here aren't fit to be part of his plans. These people have no enterprising spirit, no will to survive, and they are not much better than the zombies below.

But as soon as he arrived at the door, the sound of a child crying from downstairs sounded in his ears, and as soon as his heart moved, the corners of his mouth raised a sneer. Some people took his words as a deaf ear.

The three children on the sixteenth floor, the eldest is eight years old and the youngest is four years old, and they have survived until now on the little mercy left by others. No one knows how long the three of them will last.

Xue Wushu didn't give much dry food, but it was undoubtedly a big meal for these hungry people who were so hungry that their stomachs were sticking to their backs. At first, the bloody warnings and the screams from upstairs kept them from moving. I watched the three children smile and eat. The three children thought about the good of others and remembered that they had relied on the charity of several people to get to where they are now. So they each carried a bag of biscuits to repay the favor.

This scene, which should have been a moment of human brilliance, was ruined by the rest of the people who were so jealous and so hungry that they couldn't stand it. Hearing that there was no movement upstairs, most of the people on the sixteenth floor began to scramble for food in the children's hands. He even slapped them, causing the children to cry and listen to the desolation.

When Xue Wusuan dodged down, he happened to see the three children huddled behind the two middle-aged women, each with bruises on their faces, biting their lips, staring at those who were robbing them of their food with frightened and resentful eyes.

Xue Wushu appeared, and an invisible cold aura instantly swept the entire floor, and this aura set off by mood swings was particularly frightening. This horror is not only a symbol of death, but also an irresistible coercion from the depths of the soul!

"Come here. Xue Wushu beckoned to the three children.

Even though they were extremely scared, the three children still remembered that the uncle who gave them something to eat moved from behind the two women step by step to Xue Wusuan, lowering his head, not daring to look at Xue Wusuan's eyes.

"You have seen that those people have robbed you of your food, and you know what that means, which means that you will starve to death. Do you want to die?"

The three children shook their heads in unison, they had seen a lot of dead people, they were very scary, they would be thrown downstairs to feed those horrible zombies, or they would be dragged upstairs, and they would be eaten by the fat boss. They don't want to die, and they don't want to be eaten.

"If you don't want to die, you have to be more fierce than others!" said Xue Wushuan, who patted the heads of the three children lightly. A gentle force rushed into their bodies, and in the blink of an eye, they completely reversed their weakness caused by long-term malnutrition, and not only that, but the bodies of the three children were even much stronger than their peers in the stable world.

"Tell me, the slap in your face was a slap?" asked Xue Wushu, patting the eight-year-old boy's head.

"Yes, it's him!" the boy felt the change in his body, and his heart was suspicious, and instinctively felt as if the uncle was fine, although he looked scary. So he pointed to a thin middle-aged man who had shrunk to the back, and it was this person who had just slapped him.

When Xue Wushu heard this, he raised his hand and sucked the middle-aged man who felt bad and wanted to hide back in the house, ignoring the other party's loud begging for mercy. Turning his head and continuing to look at the three children, he said, "Do you remember what I said earlier?"

"Remember, uncle, you said that these foods can only be eaten by our children, not adults. But they snatched it! They're not good people!"

"Not bad. They are not good people, they dare not listen to their uncle's words, so let's send them down together to feed the zombies, okay?"

These three words frightened the three children, and they raised their heads to look at Xue Wushu in shock and helplessness.

"Come, let's do it together, okay?" Xue Wushu said as he grabbed the middle-aged man's neck, restrained him from moving, and motioned for the three children to help together.

Seeing that the three children were pale and didn't dare to move, Xue Wusuan smiled and said, "You are unlucky to be born in this world. But if you don't want to die, you can only struggle to live. Fight with your own kind, but also fight with zombies. You don't dare to do this kind of thing, so how will you live in the future? Come, help the uncle, let's push this person down together. ”

I have to say that the children who grew up in the apocalypse are indeed very different in mind, after some inner struggle, the eldest child moved first, and then the two younger ones saw their elder brother on it, and they also gritted their teeth to lift the two feet of the middle-aged man.

As soon as Xue Wushu waved his hand, a wall was pierced, and he could see outside without any obstruction. Seeing this, the three children cleverly changed to push, and together they really pushed the middle-aged man downstairs!

It was an extravagant hope to fall to his death, Xue Wushu stopped the speed of the man's fall, and let him slowly enjoy the fun of being dismembered like Liang Wu before.

Looking at the three children who were breathing rapidly, Xue Wushu laughed. The voice had a magical power, calming the excessive excitement in their hearts. Then he said, "Who else robbed you of your food?" Go, point it out, let's push them all down and feed the zombies, okay?"

"Good!" This time, the three children's voices were loud and neat, and they trembled, I don't know whether they were excited or afraid.

So, one after another, Xue Wushu just imprisoned the actions of those people, and the things that pushed people down were all done by the three children themselves. Later, the three of them actually had a smile on their faces, and that look was extremely similar to the smile on the corner of Xue Wusuan's mouth!

There were sixteen people in total, all of them went down, and the woman who had two of them and three children shrank in the corner and shivered, and the three children in her eyes seemed to be more terrifying than zombies at the moment, and she screamed in fright when she saw the three children walking towards her with a smile.

The woman's exclamation stunned the three children. They turned their heads to look at Xue Wushu at a loss, trying to understand why.

"Don't doubt, they helped you, you can help them, for example, to give them a chance and hope to live. ”

"Uncle, what is hope?"

"Food, security, and the power to change the world. ”

"But our food has been snatched and eaten, and we have no strength. ”

"Hey, follow Uncle, these will be there. ”

This conversation made Xue Wusuan smile, and these children made him feel familiar. When he was bullied on the street and hungry, someone said something similar to him. But the man died, stabbed to death on the side of the street. The first time he went to prison, he avenged the man.