Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

Chapter 154: The Pretty Lady

Chapter 154: The Pretty Lady

Cai Mingyu trembled, pointing at Zhang Yi, "He... he actually refused! Does he know how many people dream of taking a photo with me?"

Zhang Yuan Zheng, while comforting Cai Mingyu, angrily yelled, "Who the hell are you two? Do you know where you are and the difference in status between us? You don’t appreciate the opportunity before you and deserve to remain lowlifes forever!"

He was afraid Zhang Yi and Xu Hao would leave, as their food supplies were running low. So he grabbed Zhang Yi's sleeve and did not let him go.

"Let me tell you, since you're here, you must give us some food! Otherwise, you won't leave!" Zhang Yuan Zheng shouted hysterically.

Xu Hao sighed, "This guy is finished."

Sure enough, Zhang Yi was irritated by Zhang Yuan Zheng's shrew-like behavior. He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, but some people just loved asking for it. What else could he do?

Without a word, Zhang Yi grabbed Zhang Yuan Zheng by the hair and pulled out his gun. As Zhang Yuan Zheng opened his mouth to scream, Zhang Yi shoved the gun into his mouth and aimed at his cheek.

"Bang!"

A muffled gunshot echoed, and Cai Mingyu froze for a second before screaming in terror. Half of Zhang Yuan Zheng's face was blown open, teeth shattered, and blood poured out. It was a gruesome sight.

"Ugh... ugh ugh ugh..." Zhang Yuan Zheng writhed in pain on the ground.

Zhang Yi coldly said, "Why be so foul-mouthed? You brought this on yourself." He glanced at Cai Mingyu, whose face, heavily covered in makeup, turned even paler.

Cai Mingyu retreated a few steps, crying, "Don't shoot! We can talk this out. Just don’t kill me. I’ll give you whatever you want, even if it's..." His face showed a shameful expression as he bit his lip, "Even if you want me."

Zhang Yi's face twitched. "Seriously?"

Xu Hao laughed, "That’s common in high society. Nothing new."

"Too bad I’m not interested," Zhang Yi said indifferently.

Cai Mingyu shouted, "Whether you like men or women, just say the word, and I can arrange it!"

Zhang Yi realized that this idol, when faced with disaster, was more useless than ordinary people. Pointing his gun at Cai Mingyu, Zhang Yi mockingly said, "Sing your hit song. Sing it a hundred times, and I’ll let you go."

"A hundred times?" Cai Mingyu hesitated but started to sing. "Hey hey hey—"

Zhang Yi frowned, "What the hell are you singing?"

Cai Mingyu looked aggrieved, "That's my hit song! It even won awards!"

Zhang Yi sneered, "Stop playing games. You know which song I mean. Sing it!"

Xu Hao added, "And you have to dance and rap, too!"

Cai Mingyu's face darkened with shame as he adjusted his middle part. "Zhi Yin, you’re so beautiful..."

Zhang Yi nodded in satisfaction, "It's best when the original performs it. Right?"

Xu Hao agreed, "Absolutely. Nobody else can replicate this."

Zhang Yi kicked Cai Mingyu, making him turn around. "Dance a hundred times, and you can stop. Otherwise, I’ll shoot you!"

Cai Mingyu's body stiffened as he danced more energetically.

Zhang Yi and Xu Hao left them behind. The gunshot had alerted many in the neighborhood, including Wang Siming. But it didn’t matter.

Wang Siming already knew Zhang Yi had a gun, so hiding it was pointless. Instead, showing up openly might make Wang Siming underestimate him.

As they walked through the community, more people appeared at their windows, eyeing Zhang Yi and Xu Hao.

For some, the sight of armed men was a threat, but for others in despair, it was a glimmer of hope.

In Villa 204, a stunningly beautiful woman peered through the window. Wearing a black cashmere robe, her snow-white skin contrasted starkly. Her delicate face, flawlessly maintained with high-end cosmetics, reflected her status.

She watched Zhang Yi and Xu Hao pass by, biting her pink lips in indecision.

Her villa, equipped with a fireplace, was warmer than outside, but her carbon fuel was almost gone, and her food had run out three days ago. Now, she felt dizzy from hunger, and without food or fuel, she feared she would soon die from starvation or cold.

Such deaths were torturous, slow and filled with despair.

Despite being neighbors, there was no interaction among the residents. She had tried contacting friends, but they turned her down as soon as she mentioned needing supplies.

The world had become harsh.

Seeing these strangers, the woman felt a spark of hope. If they could survive in such harsh conditions, they must have enough food and supplies.

"I must try to contact them if I want to survive. No, I must survive!" She looked at herself in the mirror.

Her reflection showed a beautiful, captivating woman. As a top celebrity, she had been a national goddess for many men. She believed she could try to persuade them. After all, who could refuse such a stunning star?