Volume 1: Treading the Dead Chapter 10: The Wolf's Den
Su Chen was very angry, but he did not lose his mind. Su Qing stole his combat supplies, except for three fruit knives that he hid for "retirement".
The fruit knife confronts Su Qing who holds a simulated pistol. Even if Su Chen is bolder and angrier, the final outcome will be obvious.
This is a battle that is impossible to win head-on, but there are always opportunities. Since Su Qing can seize the opportunity, he can too.
Su Chen placed the fruit knife on the e-sports table. Anger would affect his thinking, so he tried to calm down.
In this world of cannibalism, once he makes a wrong decision, he may die, so he has to be cautious.
There are many plans that can be implemented, but almost all of them have one thing in common.
Killing.
If he wants to take back everything that belongs to him, the possibility of taking it away from a living person is very low, but killing people is not comparable to killing zombies. Even if he has a very big opinion against Su Qing, he is not determined to kill her.
The most important thing was the note left by Su Qing. Although it made him angry, it also made him see her true nature clearly.
He didn't want to be haunted by nightmares every day after killing Su Qing.
He could neither kill nor attack head-on. After thinking about it, Su Chen seemed to have no other good idea except stealing.
However, he didn't know about Su Qing's schedule and activities. After thinking about it, he couldn't think of a good idea.
He was now mostly sober and still a little confused. After not thinking of a good idea for a long time, he simply lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Su Chen tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Unless this matter was settled, he kept having a knot in his heart. In the end, Su Chen had to adjust the alarm clock for two o'clock in the night and planned to go in from the balcony.
This is the best and probably the only way at the moment.
In the dark night, the crisp ringtone woke Su Chen from his deep sleep. He got out of bed, took three fruit knives and a low-light flashlight and went out.
On the ground floor of the building, with the help of a dim flashlight, Su Chen quickly killed three ordinary zombies and ran to the building next door.
Winter nights are extremely cold, especially when Su Chen comes out of the air-conditioned bed.
He looked around and saw that there was nothing strange around him, then quickly went to the sixth floor and went from house to house looking for any security doors that were open.
The result was as he expected, nothing at all.
Su Qing was able to go to the building next door, and the residents in the same building must have been named by her, but this bad result made him quite uncomfortable.
Su Chen took a deep breath, got out of the window on the sixth staircase, pointed at the air conditioner beside him and jumped up.
Bang!
The sound of Su Chen's feet was not loud, but it was very harsh in the quiet night.
Su Chen frowned slightly. At this time, he had no time to think about it. He jumped up again and jumped to the balcony of Su Qing's house.
I have to say that the air conditioners in these apartments are very good, giving Su Chen a lot of room to jump.
Su Chen firmly grasped the railing with her right hand and threw herself in. The structures of these houses were fixed. If nothing else happened, Su Qing should be behind the glass door at this time and still sleeping.
Su Chen gently held the door handle with his left hand and held the fruit knife tightly with his right hand. When necessary, he would kill.
However, Su Chen tried very hard and failed to open the glass door. He frowned slightly. He didn't expect that this woman was so wary and even locked the glass door of the balcony when she slept.
There are two windows next door, one is the kitchen and the other is the bathroom. Judging from Su Qing's behavior, they should also be locked.
Su Chen touched the glass door. The thickness of the glass door was not much different from that of his home. Su Chen made a mental assessment, then took off his cotton-padded jacket and wrapped it around his right hand. After confirming that the thickness was enough, Su Chen tentatively
He punched twice in the air.
Blasting the glass door with his fist was something he wouldn't have dared to think about before, but now he had no better idea.
After determining the strength, Su Chen took a deep breath and punched the center of the glass door with his right fist. As soon as he punched out, there was a dull sound immediately. The glass door shook slightly, but there was no crack, let alone shattering.
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Su Chen had expected this, and the second punch followed the first one, hitting the same position again.
Two punches, three punches, four punches, until the fifth punch, the glass door still had no cracks, as if he was punching a bulletproof glass door, not to mention using his fists, even if he took out bullets, it would not be enough to see.
Su Chen started to panic, and the speed of the punches increased a lot, but the outcome would not change.
The huge noise soon alerted the people in the room. The pink curtains in front of Su Chen were opened by someone. The man was holding a simulated pistol with an indifferent expression.
He is not Su Qing, Su Chen has never seen him.
Su Chen immediately retracted his fist and planned to jump onto the air conditioner opposite. Seeing this, the man opened the glass door and pointed the simulated pistol at Su Chen's head.
The man was clearly in front of him, and the fruit knife that Su Chen held tightly in his left hand could stab him if he speeded up just a little bit. However, Su Chen did not dare to act rashly, and he did not dare to risk his life.
He had witnessed the power of the steel ball with his own eyes. No matter which part of his body it hit, it would be destroyed.
The other party did not fire immediately, indicating that there was still room for maneuver.
"Put down the knife and hold your head with both hands." The middle-aged man took a step back and slightly shifted the muzzle of the gun, aiming at Su Chen's chest.
He obviously didn't have the guts to kill, but if Su Chen made the first move, that might not be the case.
Su Chen frowned slightly, slowly placed the fruit knife in his left hand on the ground, slowly rolled away the cotton-padded jacket in his right hand, and stared at the man's shoes from the corner of his eyes. He finally decided to take a risk, although it might be the wrong decision.
Before he could unroll the cotton-padded jacket in his right hand, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded in Su Chen's ears, and a pair of shoes appeared in his sight. Before he could raise his head, a gray shadow suddenly appeared in the corner of his right eye, and then his head hurt.
His world became dark.
Chapter completed!