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"Does he need me to treat him?" Li Wanzhi, who was watching from the side, asked Lu Xinyi in a low voice.

Lu Xinyi shook her head: "No need. Even if you heal him, the man outside will hurt him again."

The grudge between these two people cannot be resolved with a few words, nor can the other party completely calm down just by getting beaten up.

Next, Shan Xiong will inevitably suffer some torture.

And from what I observed just now, the man outside didn't seem to hate Shan Xiong to the point of wanting him to die.

It is estimated that he will torture Shan Xiong to vent his anger.

In this case, there is no need to cure Shan Xiong so early. If he is left with the injury, the other party may consider his life and not torture him so harshly.

Li Wanzhi thought about it and didn't say anything else.

Anyway, with her as a healing psychic, she can cure any injuries Shan Xiong suffers as long as they are superficial.

After Yu Nan took the bullet out of Shan Xiong's thigh, he bandaged him carefully, then stood up and said, "Rest well first and try not to move."

"Thank you." Shan Xiong spoke weakly and gave him a grateful smile.

Yu Nan waved his hand and said, "It's just a piece of cake. Besides, if you die, it won't be a good thing for us."

Shan Xiong smiled palely without saying anything.

The theater was still very quiet, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The atmosphere was a bit heavy and no one was in the mood to chat, so they just found a place to sit down and rest.

Time always passes slowly when you have nothing to do.

Everyone felt as if a long time had passed, but when they looked at the time, only more than an hour had passed.

"No, it's too boring." Hua Dai sat up from her seat and turned to look at Yu Nan and Yuan Yi beside her. "Come on, play Landlord with me."

"Doudizhu?" Li Wanzhi immediately became interested when she heard about playing Doudizhu. "Me, me, me, find me!"

Hua Dai quickly waved at her: "Come on, let's go to the front and play Landlord. Who else wants to play Landlord?"

Originally everyone was in a heavy mood, but now when they heard the two men clamoring to play Landlord, Shan Xiong's brothers were a little confused for a moment.

No, isn’t their mentality so good?

Now that they are imprisoned, they still have the mood to play Landlord?

"If you want to go, go ahead." Shan Xiong said to his brothers, "Playing Landlord is a good way to kill time."

The younger brothers thought about it and thought, that’s right, since we have nothing to do anyway, we might as well find something to do.

So, the younger brothers also joined the Landlord game.

Hua Dai originally wanted to prepare a few more decks of playing cards so that everyone could play.

But everyone agreed that one deck of cards was enough, and everyone took turns playing while others watched from the sidelines, making the game more fun.

Hua Dai certainly had no objection.

So he took everyone to the open space in front of the seats, sat cross-legged, and started playing Landlord.

In the cinema, everyone was playing cards enthusiastically.

Outside the theater, Tan Jiashuo had a sullen face and was in a bad mood.

"Jia Shuo." Weng Yali walked to his side, put her soft and boneless hands on his shoulders, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Tan Jiashuo stood at the railing on the fourth floor of the mall, looking at the empty mall below, and said lightly: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Weng Yali turned her head to look at him and saw that he had a gloomy face and a hint of pain in his eyes. He didn't look like he was okay.

"Jia Shuo, do you hate him?"

"Of course I hate him." Tan Jiashuo tightly grasped the railing in front of him and said harshly, "Do you know how I have been through the past six months? It is my hatred for him that has kept me going until now!"

"Since you hate him, why don't you kill him?" Weng Yali said gently, "Jia Shuo, being kind to your enemy is being cruel to yourself. If you kill him and avenge yourself, you can completely let go of the past."

Tan Jiashuo turned his head, met her sincere gaze, opened his mouth, but didn't know how to start.

"Or do you mean you don't want him to die?" Weng Yali continued, "You don't really hate him that much in your heart? You're more unwilling to accept it, right?"

Tan Jiashuo lowered his eyes slightly, speechless.

He must hate Shan Xiong. Whenever he recalled the scene when Shan Xiong abandoned him, he wished to tear Shan Xiong into pieces.

But when he really saw Shan Xiong, what came to his mind was the mutual support and help between him and Shan Xiong over the years.

He and Shan Xiong were college classmates and started a business together after graduation.

Together, they experienced numerous difficulties and dangers on the road to entrepreneurship, and also went through the most difficult times together.

But they still supported each other and persevered. They can be said to be the most important partners in each other's lives.

However, despite this relationship and deep feelings, after the apocalypse broke out and they encountered the zombie crisis, Shan Xiong abandoned him and fled alone.

How could he not hate this?

"I hate him." Tan Jiashuo said in a hoarse voice, "Of course I hate him! I hate him all the time!"

"Then kill him." Weng Yali's tone was always gentle, like a feather playing with Tan Jiashuo's ears, "Kill him and you will get your revenge. Not only him, but also those who were with him. Those who can become companions with such people are not necessarily good people."

Tan Jiashuo looked at her steadily and asked, "Do you think those people deserve to die?"

Weng Yali curled her lips slightly and raised a gentle smile: "Whether those people deserve to die or not is not important to me. I only care about your feelings. As long as you can be happy and feel better, then I think those people deserve to die."

As she spoke, she stretched out her fingers and moved them back and forth on Tan Jiashuo's muscular chest, intentionally or unintentionally.

Tan Jiashuo grabbed her rebellious fingers, put them on his lips and kissed them, saying, "Yali, you still care about me the most."

Weng Yali leaned into his arms and whispered, "I don't care who you care about. You are the most important person to me in this world right now."

As she spoke, she raised her eyes and stared at Tan Jiashuo: "Then will you kill those people?"

Tan Jiashuo pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "Killing him would be too easy for him. Let's torture him first and let him taste the suffering I went through."

Weng Yali suppressed the flash of disappointment in her eyes and said softly, "As long as you are happy, I will support you no matter what decision you make."

"Yali..."

Tan Jiashuo looked at her lovingly and bent down to kiss her soft lips.

"Boss!"

A sudden voice interrupted the tenderness between the two.

Weng Yali hid in Tan Jiashuo's arms with a blushing face, her eyes showing a hint of displeasure at being disturbed.

Tan Jiashuo looked a little embarrassed, cleared his throat and asked, "What's the matter?"

The visitor scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Boss, you asked me to keep a close eye on the group's movements, and I noticed that they seemed to be playing... Landlord."

Tan Jiashuo: "... Fight the Landlord?!"

Was he sure he wasn't hallucinating?