Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1142 - 27: Grudges and Death

Chapter 1142: Chapter 27: Grudges and Death

"I’m not as cowardly as you are," Kong Licheng started to call names, "Since no one volunteers, let’s pick those two murderers and add a few miners."

Kong Licheng also knew what caliber his colleagues were, so he simply didn’t choose them.

"No, I won’t go." Zhuo Yijie shook his head, roaring loudly in refusal. Although he had attempted suicide, he was very faint-hearted. After his impulsive act, he had already become afraid of death. Closing his eyes, he would see himself being crushed into minced meat by the subway.

"You have to go even if you don’t want to." Kong Licheng glared at him, then turned his attention to Liu Binshi, "Buddy, chances are you’ve already been infected. Why not make a contribution?"

"I’ll go, but they stay." Liu Binshi was a good person and cared a lot about his friends.

"Liu bro, don’t listen to him," Zhang Tie spat out, glaring furiously, "Why should we be the ones to go and die? Are our lives worth less than yours?"

With zombies everywhere in Chicago City, no one wanted to risk going out, so Tang Zheng didn’t bother with idle talk. His prestige wasn’t enough yet to command these newbies. If anyone started a riot, although he could suppress it, it would damage his influence and leave an impression of an incompetent group leader among the newbies.

"You’re all too selfish," Dong Zixuan was disappointed, "Are there no men here with any sense of responsibility?"

"You speak lightly, aren’t you policemen? Isn’t protecting us your responsibility? Why talk about volunteering, shouldn’t you policemen be taking the initiative?" cried Zhao Yulian, clutching her son, "What kind of hellish place is this, why must we suffer like this?"

"Mommy, I’m scared." The boy clung to Zhao Yulian, sobbing non-stop, his eyes casting longing glances at the canned food in Zhang Antai’s hand; he was hungry.

"Little brother, are you hungry? Eat this." Tang Zheng picked up a can of canned food and tossed it to him, then divided chocolate among the other three children.

"Cao Rongxuan, weren’t you acting all high and mighty? How about you take part?" Zhao Dongtao goaded Cao Rongxuan.

"Hmph, trash." Cao Rongxuan had been silent for fear of being noticed, but Zhao Dongtao still sought trouble. At that moment, he wished he could kill the bastard.

"Heh, scared, are you?" Zhao Dongtao didn’t let up, taunting him mercilessly. His hatred for Cao Rongxuan wasn’t just about helping Tang Zheng, it was also because the girl he had a crush on during junior high was played and dumped by Cao Rongxuan. This grudge, he kept deep inside, something even Tang Zheng didn’t know.

"Stop talking nonsense; do you dare to go?" Cao Rongxuan, furious, stood up, wanting to hit him.

"If you go, I’ll go." Zhao Dongtao stood his ground, quickly stood up, and walked right up to him, staring into his eyes.

"We are all classmates, stop fighting," Song Xin and Jing Lan rushed over to break up the fight, trying to pull them apart. Others were saying things but not taking any real action; they were all thinking about what to do next? They were adults, each with their own decisions to make.

"You base person, damn if I’m going to go crazy with you." Cao Rongxuan found an out and walked away, but unable to swallow his pride, cursed out, infuriating Zhao Dongtao even more.

"Fuck~your~mother!" Zhao Dongtao bellowed, wrenched himself free from Song Xin, and pounced on Cao Rongxuan, punching him in the face.

Cao Rongxuan’s nose began to bleed instantly; he was weakened by his indulgent lifestyle, no match for someone like Zhao Dongtao who did physical labor all year round. He didn’t even have the strength to strike back.

"Stop fighting," Song Xin was so anxious she was almost crying, "Tang Zheng, talk some sense into them."

"Stop it," Tang Zheng walked over, caught hold of Cao Rongxuan from behind, locking his shoulders, allowing Zhao Dongtao to land a few more blows on his face.

"Tang Zheng, fuck~you~mother, you did that on purpose, didn’t you?" Cao Rongxuan, with a mouthful of blood, spit out a tooth, kicking with his legs, laughed in rage, and cursed, "Zhao Dongtao, hit me. Hitting me no matter how hard won’t bring back Mei Zixin’s hymen. I’ll tell you, she’s aborted for me twice, fuck your mother, and let me tell you, I never liked her. I was with her just to piss you off."

"Shut up." Tang Zheng grabbed Cao Rongxuan’s nose and mouth, increasing the pressure, looking at his friend crying, he truly wanted to twist this bastard’s neck.

"I’ll kill you." Zhao Dongtao’s eyes filled with blood strands, enraged to the extreme. Neither Song Xin nor Jing Lan could stop him, so it was Uncle Wang who intervened.

"What are you waiting for, stop them!" Uncle Wang sighed, this team was probably done for, relationships between people were too complicated.

Li Wenbo enjoyed the spectacle, wishing Tang Zheng more trouble.

Cao Rongxuan glared at Tang Zheng with a vindictive grin. During their junior high school era, he couldn’t have Song Xin or hit Tang Zheng, so he targeted Zhao Dongtao, since he was Tang Zheng’s friend. He would never let anyone associated with Tang Zheng off easily.

Tang Zheng’s grip tightened, pinching Cao Rongxuan’s cheeks. He also lifted his knee, slamming it hard into the bastard’s back. He finally understood why Zhao Dongtao, otherwise a good student, suddenly lost his way before the high school entrance exams, became dispirited, and didn’t even get into high school.

Cao Rongxuan gasped for air, no longer struggling.

"Can you stop causing trouble?" Tang Zheng scolded, while kneeing him in the kidneys.

"That’s enough." Dong Zixuan’s face turned iron blue as she fired three shots at the ceiling, silencing all the noise, "Drag these two away."