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Apocalyptic Disasters: Carrying a bun and hoarding supplies novel Chapter 158

When Tong Huan heard Yan Wanning’s words, her lips twitched. Hehe, Bai Meiyue could kill zombies with the flick of her hands. If that woman could be bullied, then no one else could survive in this world.

Even though she fainted because of the pain that night, she still remembered waking up every now and then. From the inside of the vehicle, she had seen Bai Meiyue rushing out and killing the zombies. Bai Meiyue could kill those man-eating monsters so swiftly that for a second Tong Huan wondered if she was killing monsters or cutting down vegetables.

At the same time, Tong Huan felt quite envious of Bai Meiyue. If she was as strong as Bai Meiyue, then she could have avenged her adoptive parents instead of running away with deadly injuries. Not only could she take those men down but even the zombies. Then would she have to rely on others to feed her?

She was not the only one who was envious. Even Meng Suisui was envious of Bai Meiyue’s skills. If she could learn how to kill zombies like Bai Meiyue, then those supplies in the stores that were just a bit further away from the building, would she have to worry about not getting them?

"Alas," Director Feng looked at the bowl in his hands and ate his meal with a lonely air around him. He was a sturdy man but after running around the entire city, he seemed to have aged by ten years. Because he was worried about escaping the disaster, he couldn’t think of anything other than surviving. However, once he had enough to eat and drink, Director Feng’s mind went back to his wife, who was admitted to the hospital.

The two of them didn’t have a child and had always relied on one another. He wondered how his wife was doing.

"Director Feng, what are you thinking?" Wang Ba looked at the elderly man whose face was shrouded with gloom and blinked his eyes worriedly. "Are you feeling okay?"

Director Feng might be younger than Director Lu but he was still in his early fifties. If something happened to him, then the consequences would be unimaginable. This was why he asked Director Feng to take it easy yesterday.

"Hey, boy. What are you thinking?" when Director Feng saw the worried look in Wang Ba’s eyes, he chuckled and softly said, "I am fine. Just worried about my wife; she was admitted to the City Hospital before the apocalypse broke. I don’t know if she escaped or if she is still locked up there; I am thinking of going there and taking a look."

The two of them had stayed together for so long, even if it was said that at the time of disaster, husband and wife would fly in different directions and separate; Director Feng didn’t think so. His wife had been by his side when he was nothing.

Now that his wife was missing, how could he not look for her?

"You want to go to the city hospital?" Bai Meiyue’s voice drifted from the outside of the greenhouse, causing Director Feng to jump slightly. Everyone in the open space turned to look at Bai Meiyue, who was standing at the threshold of the greenhouse.

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