At the beginning, I was forced to feed zombies by the system

"Why kill me?! I have already surrendered!" Gao Fu mustered up his courage and asked loudly.

"It's too late to surrender." Song Hu replied, "Don't worry, I will give you a good time."

Song Hu was too lazy to talk nonsense, he raised the machete in his hand, and Gao Fu was about to be killed.

Hearing Song Hu's words, Gao Fu's heart sank for a moment, and the next moment, his originally desperate face became cruel.

"I'm going to Nima!" Gao Fu yelled violently, pulling out the pistol behind him, and was about to shoot Song Hu.

He decided to die, and even if he died, he would have to take a back.

Seeing the pistol, Song Hu's complexion changed suddenly, and he said secretly: It's over.

Gao Fu knew he couldn't survive, he didn't hesitate and was about to press the trigger immediately.

Logically speaking, at such a short distance, Song Hu would undoubtedly die, but at this moment, accidents happened.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sound of rapid friction in the air, and in an instant, Gao Fu's arm holding the gun was cut off.

"what!"

Before Gao Fu could press the trigger, someone cut off his arm with a machete.

With a bang, Gao Fu's pistol, together with his forearm, fell to the ground, and blood dripped from the fractured elbow joint.

After narrowly escaping from death again, Song Hu's face was like gold paper, he came back to his senses, looked at Dai Liangchuan, and cast a grateful look.

Obviously, it was Dai Liangchuan who saved him with the flying knife, and there was no one else but him.

Facing Song Hu's grateful eyes, Dai Liangchuan remained indifferent, without any response.

Song Hu knew that Dai Liangchuan was this kind of person. He turned his head again and looked at Gao Fu. Suddenly, his eyes were filled with fierceness.

"Dog! I still want to grab Lao Tzu!" Song Hu roared ferociously, and then he raised his machete and slashed at Gao Fu's other arm.

Originally, Song Hu still wanted to give Gao Fu a good time, but now he changed his mind.

"Ah! Ah!."

Gao Fu let out a roar of pain, his expression was contorted, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, as much pain as he wanted.

Song Hu slashed several more times, but he didn't take any serious damage.

At this time, Gao Fu hoped that Song Hu could give him a good time.

After venting, Song Hu finally got rid of Gao Fu. At this moment, his face was full of joy, and he felt very comfortable listening to Gao Fu's miserable howl just now.

Around, those who originally wanted to resist had no intention of resisting at all.

Whether it was Dai Liangchuan's skill or Song Hu's torture, they all made them terrified.

After dealing with Gao Fu, Song Hu looked around at the people in the hall, and said loudly, "Now, whoever is not satisfied, you can stand up!"

For a while, the air was silent, and the surroundings were silent.

"Okay." Song Hu nodded, his tone eased, and he continued, "Don't worry, I won't kill you all."

Hearing this, the survivors in the Junda Commercial Building were overjoyed, knowing that they still had a way out.

"We won't kill them all, so we still want to kill them?" Thinking of this, their hearts tensed again.

After a while, Song Hu gave the answer, "Come here, let me deal with these people."

Song Hu said while pointing at different people one after another with his hands.

Everyone discovered that Song Hu was referring to those who were seriously injured.

Indeed, that's what Song Hu thought about. He didn't plan to keep people with serious injuries, because keeping them would be a burden.

Those who were targeted by Song Hu immediately turned ashen and desperate.

Although they struggled, screamed, and begged for mercy, it didn't work at all, and they were dealt with in a short time.

On the side of Junda Commercial Building, excluding those who died in battle and those who were disposed of by Song Hu, there were 25 people left.

As for the Black Tiger Club, excluding the four who died in battle, there are still 32 people left. Of course, there are also seriously injured people in the Black Tiger Club, but Song Hu will definitely not deal with them. If they are moved, who is willing to replace him? Work hard.

After dealing with the men and handing over their guns, Song Hu began to deal with the women.

"You, come here." Song Hu waved to a survivor of Junda Commercial Building with a dignified demeanor.

The survivor was a 25-year-old youth. Seeing Song Hu calling him over, he ran to Song Hu in a panic, bent down and lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Song Hu's eyes.

"Where are those women?" Song Hu asked.

"Ah? Women?" Seeing that Song Hu didn't intend to do anything to him, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately replied, "Brother Huhu, for women, there are floors on the seventh, eighth, and ninth floors."

"Yeah." Song Hu hummed, stroked his chin, pondered for a while, and continued, "Go, take me to see it."

He was looking forward to it. There were a few good-quality girls in Junda Commercial Building.

Under the leadership of the youth, Song Hu, Dai Liangchuan, and eight or nine members of the Black Tiger Club went upstairs.

The remaining members of the Black Tiger Club were left to watch those who surrendered.

The remaining members of the Black Tiger Club had dry throats and yearning looks on their faces, imagining the appearance of those girls.

"Damn, there are so many girls this time, we probably have our share."

"Well, even if there are, they are left over by others."

"Ci'ao, if you have Brother Chuan's ability, others will use you to play the rest."

"Know it, it's good to have it"

The Black Tiger Voice members who stayed behind were discussing expectantly and wretchedly.

The survivors of the Junda Commercial Building who were squatting on the ground felt heartbroken. The girl upstairs originally belonged to them.
On the eighth floor, the suite that originally belonged to Gao Fu was crowded with many people.

Dai Liangchuan leaned on the sofa in a comfortable posture, sizing up the person in front of him, while Song Hu, and eight or nine other Black Tiger members stood beside or behind him.

Opposite them, stood a group of women.

Every woman's face was full of fear and anxiety.

At this time, they all knew that the Junda Commercial Building had been captured, and the two beasts Gao Fu and Yu Wenbo were also dead.

The deaths of the two made these women feel happy, but at the same time, these women were more concerned about another thing, which was what kind of people these invaders were.

The women are worried, don't just die a wolf, and a tiger comes again.

"All raise your heads up." At this moment, Dai Liangchuan with an indifferent face spoke.

Although Dai Liangchuan's voice was flat, there was a chill in it that made people feel frightened.

Hearing this, these women immediately raised their heads obediently.

After a month of torture, Gao Fu and Yu Wenbo trained them to be very obedient.

They understand that if they offend powerful men, they will be miserable and even lose their lives.

Dai Liangchuan's eyes glowed a little, and he glanced at the women, looking up and down, and for a moment, his eyes locked on a woman.

The appearance of this woman is very outstanding among the twenty or so women.

"Turn around." Dai Liangchuan shook his hand at the woman.

The woman came out obediently and turned around.

Looking at this woman's well-proportioned figure, especially the turbulent front and the sexy back, Dai Liangchuan's mouth showed a trace of satisfaction, "Well, not bad."

As a comment, he began to look at the remaining women again.

Next to him, Song Hu looked at this woman with greed in his eyes. To be honest, he also fell in love with this woman and wanted to eat her, but Song Hu didn't have the guts to argue with Dai Liangchuan.

Song Hu can still tell which is more important, life or happiness below.