I'm Hoarding for the Apocalypse

218 Please Take Pity on Us

It was a good thing that the group of women was so busy pestering He Xing and did not witness such an embarrassing scene. The only person who saw this was He Xing, who had been keeping an eye on Du Yue. He Xing looked at Du Yue dotingly, his eyes full of smiles. The next second, he stopped smiling and raised the gun in his hand to point at the woman in front of him. “If you don’t want to die, get out of my way. One more word and I’ll fulfill your wish and send you to reunite with your king.”

“Young man…” The woman in the blue floral dress was so scared that her face turned pale, but she still did not want to give up. “If you don’t take us with you, we weak women will be left to die. Please take pity on us… Even if you don’t want us to be your concubines, we’re willing to be your maids! You’re so capable, so you must have all the resources you need. We don’t ask for much. We’re good as long as you give us some food. Is that okay?”

The woman in the blue floral dress knelt down after she finished speaking. The others obviously treated her as their leader. Seeing her kneel, they followed suit. He Xing frowned and looked at them with more disgust. Before he could speak again, another group of people rushed in. These people were dressed in tattered clothes and had unkempt hair and dirty faces. They were the people who had been imprisoned before. Most of these people were women, and there were also some underaged children.

They came with a menacing momentum and rushed toward the women kneeling on the ground. They rushed up and grabbed their clothes, scratching and hitting them viciously, not giving them a chance to react. The women who were kneeling on the ground were caught off guard and kept begging for mercy. At first, they wanted to resist, but the difference in numbers was too great. They were no match for this group of people.

Du Yue frowned as she looked at the people who were fighting. He Xing was still in the crowd. She was afraid that he would get hurt, so she wanted to go in and look for him. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice from the side. “Yue Yue, stay away from these people. They might hurt you.” Du Yue looked in the direction of the voice and realized that He Xing had already emerged from the crowd and was standing behind her.

Du Yue was not worried about being accidentally injured. She had trained for so long in both her previous and current lives. If she were to be accidentally injured by this group of people who had mediocre skills, she would not be able to live with herself. However, the only thing she was puzzled about was why the group of people who rushed in was dealing such a heavy blow to these women.

She saw with her own eyes a sallow and emaciated woman ruthlessly leaving a few marks on the face of the woman in a blue floral dress. She scratched her face until it was covered in blood. If there was not any deep hatred between them, they would not be so vicious. These people were either scratching the concubines’ heads or faces. The dozen or so women who were originally well-dressed were now in a worse state than the opposing group of women. Their hair was disheveled, and they looked a little funny.

The farce lasted for more than ten minutes before it finally ended. The dozen or so concubines were all beaten to the ground. Their clothes were all torn, and their bodies were covered in wounds. If it were not for the fact that their chests were still rising and falling, Du Yue would have thought that they had been beaten to death, especially because they were covered in blood.

If one’s skills were not good, just using brute force to hit people was sometimes more tiring than doing physical work. These people in tattered clothes had been locked up for a long time. It was normal that they had not been eating or sleeping well, so they did not have much strength to begin with. After the battle just now, they had wasted most of their strength. Now, they were all out of breath. Some of them could not even stand steadily and fell on their butts.

A woman with short hair walked toward Du Yue and He Xing before bowing deeply to them. “I thank you on behalf of everyone for saving our lives!” Her voice was a little hoarse, perhaps because she had not spoken for a long time or because of the lack of water.

When she looked up, Du Yue could clearly see that her lips were so dry that they were bleeding. Her face was sunken from the prolonged hunger, but her eyes, which glowed dazzlingly under the dim light, looked familiar.

Du Yue was in a daze for a moment, not knowing what to say. Among those who struggled to survive in the apocalypse, very few people’s eyes could emit such dazzling light. The short-haired woman was stared at by Du Yue. She took a deep breath nervously. “We beat them up for revenge. They relied on that man for a living, and they usually bullied and humiliated us together with that man. Previously, there were a few women who didn’t bow to them when they saw them. They incited that man to beat those women to death.”