Chapter 82 - 073 Are you seeking death, you fat pig slicing fish with an autumn blade_3

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Chapter 82: Chapter 073 Are you seeking death, you fat pig slicing fish with an autumn blade_3 ... Lunchtime. Old Master Wang cordially invited everyone to dine together, creating a convivial atmosphere around the dining table. Feifei and Tingting, the two kids, were eating at the coffee table, stealing glances at the adults’ table from time to time. The studious Tingting occasionally asked Feifei some questions about her studies. Feifei, holding her forehead with one hand and swinging her chopsticks with the other, felt helpless. At the dining table. "Today, I brought him along to clean up Red Bean Home Textiles. We each got two hundred and fifty, which was pretty good," Lin Fan recounted the morning’s happenings, relishing in the simple joys of earning a living through his own abilities. He didn’t care about sharing his earnings, as the work had felt much easier than he’d anticipated, with Wang Kai showing diligence far exceeding his expectations. The dog was also impressive, sitting at the store’s entrance and watching the outside like a loyal guardian, always alert to the happenings outside. Old Master Wang said, "That’s great, having something to do beats boredom." "Yes, it does," Lin Fan agreed. Wang Kai was a bit confused, not yet catching on to the conversation. Yan Nini ate her meal slowly, chewing carefully. The morning’s exchange had enlightened her about some aspects of life—such was the rhythm of living. In the afternoon. He accompanied Wang Kai to the water factory. An electric scooter zoomed along the desolate road, carrying two men and a dog with the wind gently caressing them as they rode. Wang Kai observed the surroundings closely; zombies were in pursuit, and he was very nervous, but Lin Fan remained composed, not stopping the scooter, not saying a word, just driving on. "Wang Kai." "Hmm?" "Is it easy to get into your water factory?" Lin Fan inquired. Wang Kai replied, "It’s easy to say it’s simple, but also difficult; it involves studying books, taking exams, and then an interview. If you pass the exam, generally there’s not much of an issue." "Seems really tough," Lin Fan realized. Knowing that exams were always difficult, suffering from a sort of exam phobia where the sight of questions sent his thoughts into disarray, taking tests was as hard for him as giving birth. "Lin Fan, are you thinking of a part-time job?" Wang Kai thought back to the morning’s work and earning money, which was Lin Fan’s way of life. Since he asked about the water factory job, he obviously wanted to earn more, "Part-time work is pretty simple. Our water factory is looking to hire a maintenance worker—it’s a part-time position. If you’re interested, I can make the decision." "You can decide?" "Yeah, I can." "Well, that’s great. Earning money is hard work, and I’d like to have more part-time jobs." Receiving Wang Kai’s affirmation, Lin Fan, who was driving, grinned from ear to ear, even nodding with a smile to the zombies on the roadside as if greeting them. Wang Kai sighed, wondering whom he would approach for the salary—a truly headache-inducing matter. As for whether someone could get the job, don’t be kidding; he was the only person left at the water factory. Who else could jump out and disagree with what he said? With Lin Fan’s company, there was no rush for Wang Kai to check the factory’s equipment. Instead, he reviewed and adjusted the settings carefully, feeling considerably more at peace. The water factory was crucial, representing a vital life resource for the survivors of Huang City. Wang Kai had never before felt the significance of his role as he did now. Perhaps he was exceptional in the past. But now, it felt quite ordinary, and with Lin Fan by his side, the work was much more relaxed. "Wang Kai, you’re very familiar with these machines," Lin Fan observed. Wang Kai replied, "Lin Fan, I’ve been working at the water factory for many years, so I’m definitely familiar with them." "That’s true." Wang Kai laughed, wishing he could have seen the previous zombie horde, to see with his own eyes how they managed to come through. Unfortunately, those zombies had vanished without a trace and he had no idea where they had gone. Even though he didn’t see them, he truly witnessed how Lin Fan chopped down zombies. It was quite awe-inspiring. When Frostmourne swung, the ferocious zombies were cleaved in two, making anyone who saw it shudder. In the New City residential area. On the second floor. "Brother, you need to exercise restraint," Ren Jiali advised while eating her meal. Every day. Morning, noon, and night. Three times, each lasting from half an hour to an hour. Even an iron ox would be exhausted. Ren Yan shoved steak into his mouth, "I am exercising restraint." Ren Jiali, speechless, said, "Brother, don’t you find him disgusting? He’s like a fattened pig. Why don’t we find a way to leave here and look for a more reliable place?" Ren Yan looked up at his sister, "I’ve always been competitive. What does it matter if he’s a fattened pig? Can he be worse than those Indians?" Ren Jiali: ??? Ren Yan finished his steak neatly and, carrying a plate of rice, headed towards the house. Inside the house. He Mingxuan, with a look of utter darkness on his face, was chopping fish. Stupefied, dull, bewildered. He had heard the conversation outside, rage burning in his heart. Damn bitches, damn pervert, I must kill you all. Someone had once asked him, "Do you know why the flowers are so red?" He would slap them across the face, arrogantly telling them now they understood why the flowers were so red. Now, he truly comprehended what it meant for the flowers to be so red. The facade he was putting on now was all fake; his plan was to make the other side lower their guard, become careless, believe he had been subdued. Given the chance, he would show no mercy. Creak! The sound of a door opening. The brawny Ren Yan walked in with a smile, placing the plate of rice in front of him. "Baby, time to eat." With the rice plate placed before him, He Mingxuan buried his face in it like a dog, frantically licking and eating, making Ren Yan laugh heartily. Ren Yan was very confident. This confidence stemmed from his past experiences. Essentially, he had all the "tender meat" well under his control. Even though he was dealing with an old fat pig now, he was confident in his abilities. "You eat so fast, a good appetite," Ren Yan said with a smile, sniffed with his nose, and frowned, "So stinky, and so fishy. I’ll take you for a shower, be good, don’t make me angry." Ren Yan came up behind He Mingxuan and untied the ropes, taking his shoulders and heading toward the bathroom. He Mingxuan leaned into Ren Yan’s arms, his voice pinched, coquettish. "You’re so nice." "Hehe," Ren Yan chuckled with a smile of pride and triumph, the smile of someone holding sway over another. Ren Jiali, who was eating her dinner, upon seeing the intimate actions between her brother and the dead fat pig, felt her stomach churn as if in a tumbling river, almost vomiting in disgust. Although He Mingxuan seemed to be snuggling into Ren Yan’s arms, he was observing the surrounding environment all the time. In the bathroom. The sound of water spraying. "Be good, take off your clothes, and rinse off," Ren Yan said while scraping He Mingxuan’s nose. "Mm-hmm, I know," He Mingxuan said sweetly, the nauseating tone coming from the throat of a greasy fat man. But for Ren Yan, he loved that tone—it gave him a sense of accomplishment. He Mingxuan undressed quickly. Certainly, the speed was fast, but still a bit delicate in motion. After undressing, He Mingxuan’s sturdy fingers traced across Ren Yan’s chest, "Let me help you undress." "Hahahaha... okay," Ren Yan said with a devilish grin. He Mingxuan pinched the hem of Ren Yan’s clothes and lifted them, stripping off the left sleeve, then the right, the clothes covering the face. At that moment. He Mingxuan’s face turned dark as he quickly grabbed the showerhead and wrapped the hose around Ren Yan’s neck, and with a thud, they both fell in the shower stall. Outside, when Ren Jiali heard the noise and was about to get up, she heard voices coming from the shower. "No, don’t... mmm...don’t, you’re so bad..." Hearing the voices. Ptui! "Disgusting," exclaimed Ren Jiali with a look of disgust on her face. In the shower, He Mingxuan’s cries filled the air, his eyes bulging, his legs kicking at the ground, his hands gripping the shower hose tightly, a fury bursting forth with unprecedented strength. After a while. In the struggle, Ren Yan lay motionless, but He Mingxuan still didn’t let go of his grip, continuing to throttle him fiercely. Finally, He Mingxuan, panting heavily, lifted the clothes, looked at Ren Yan’s body, let out a deep laugh, thought of Ren Jiali outside, stood up like a demon, passed by the sink, saw the toothbrush, grabbed it, and pushed the door open. "Ah..." A scream rang out. He Mingxuan was seen being kicked to the ground. Ren Jiali stood on one leg in a martial arts stance. "Hmph, I’m a seventh degree black belt in Taekwondo, you looking for death, you dead fat pig?"

Chapter 82 - 073 Are you seeking death, you fat pig slicing fish with an autumn blade_3

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