In fact, Meng Fan has never been able to figure it out. He has always been careful and kind to others, but what happened to offend Wang Yu, which caused him to do such evil things to him when he was looking for food?
He didn't understand and wanted to ask Wang Yu for clarification.
But the other party did not answer the question directly. Instead, he smiled in a playful and unruly manner and asked, "Why?"
Meng Fan said word by word, "Yesterday afternoon, you asked us to set off together and follow you to look for food outside the factory. But later, on the way back, you..."
"It was just accidental."
Before Meng Fan could finish speaking, Wang Yu shrugged his shoulders and pretended to regret,
"Actually, I also want to protect everyone, but you know, although I am a superpower, my ability is really limited. It is impossible to cover everyone's retreat in that environment. When necessary, I can only give up a small number of people.
We retreated with most of the people."
When Wang Yu answered questions, he still had a faint smile on his lips, giving people a sense of grace and sunshine.
But this face made Meng Fan so sick that he wanted to vomit.
Meng Fan could understand the need to retreat in time when facing danger. After all, Meng Fan was not qualified to ask anyone to risk their lives to save himself.
But if you retreat, just retreat. Taking advantage of the chaos, you give yourself a black kick from behind. How to explain it?
Meng Fan was not satisfied with Wang Yu's answer, but apparently Wang Yu was too lazy to give a more specific answer. He just glanced at him lightly, and then said in a "generous" tone,
"It's a good thing that you came back alive. Don't worry about insignificant details. It's just a misunderstanding. Just explain it clearly."
hehe.
"So, it seems that I am too stingy!" Meng Fan had been sneering secretly, but he was not prepared to reflect his inner thoughts, and just looked away expressionlessly.
Although he still couldn't figure out why Wang Yu targeted him, there was no way this matter could just be settled like this.
Just considering the upcoming test of survival, we did not launch an attack.
Wang Yu did not intend to pay attention to Meng Fan anymore. After giving a fake smile, he led the others directly to the third floor of his exclusive canteen.
As a genuine superpower, Wang Yu's status here is very high, and he doesn't bother to deal with him at all, and there is no need to deal with a "waste" who doesn't know anything.
Even if he made it clear that he was targeting Meng Fan, what would he do?
He has long been accustomed to being arrogant, and it is expected that this timid guy will not dare to do anything to him.
And that was indeed the case. Looking at Wang Yu who was strutting towards the third floor, Meng Fan just looked at him coldly, without saying a word or saying anything to stop him.
In his mind, he has been thinking about another thing, which is how to make good use of this guy's ability to help him complete the first apocalyptic experience.
"Wang, don't think you can continue to be arrogant. In two hours at most, I will make you pay for your actions."
After snorting coldly in his heart, Meng Fan turned around and strode towards his original room.
On the second floor of the cafeteria, there are more than twenty rooms separated by wooden boards, which are the places where survivors usually sleep.
Meng Fan also has the same room, and it occupies a good location, next to the window on the second floor, making it easy to observe the environment outside the cafeteria at any time.
He originally wanted to return to the small room quickly and watch the zombies' actions closely, but when he came to the door of the room, he found that all his personal belongings had been thrown on the ground.
Instead, someone occupied his bed, and even the daily necessities that he had managed to save showed signs of being used by others.
"Who did it?"
Looking at the messy bedding, Meng Fan narrowed his eyes again. Before he could get angry, a shameless laughter came from behind,
"Meng Fan, I'm sorry. You didn't come back yesterday. Everyone thought you were dead, so I..."
"So you took my bed privately, right?"
Meng Fan turned back coldly and looked at Zhou Lin who was following him. He suppressed his anger and took a deep breath and said, "You took my place privately without the master's permission. This behavior seems not very good, does it?"
"
Zhou Lin shook his fat, greasy face. Not only did he not feel any guilt at all, but he relied on someone to support him and said with a mean smile,
"Who knows you can come back alive? Besides, the occupation of your bed was also approved by Wang Yu. You have lived here for three months. You should know who is the boss of this gathering place, right?"
Haha, it’s Wang Yu again!
Meng Fan said nothing, silently staring at Zhou Lin's disgusting face and frowning silently.
Indeed, since Wang Yu was the first to complete evolution and became the only superpower in this gathering point, he has enjoyed absolute say here.
How to distribute the search materials and arrange the floors and rooms are all a matter of his words.
Of course, some people have tried to resist.
As for the consequences of resistance, it is self-evident...
On the surface, Wang Yu is a handsome and sunny person with a personable demeanor and a very generous personality. He is very willing to seek other people's opinions.
But anyone who expressed a different opinion than him would disappear for no reason during the search for supplies, just like himself yesterday.
As the past events unfolded in his mind, Meng Fan's cheeks were already cold. He glanced at Zhou Lin lightly and said, "Now that I'm back, please take your belongings and leave my room immediately!"
Unexpectedly, Zhou Lin continued to act like a scoundrel, put his hand on Meng Fan's shoulder, and said with a smile, "This is not good, I got Wang Yu's instruction to move here."
Yes, why don't you go discuss it with Wang Yu yourself? As long as he agrees to let you live in, I will..."
"It's my own room. It's not anyone else's turn to make the decision. Keep your dirty hands away!"
This time, before Zhou Lin could finish those arrogant words, Meng Fan suddenly turned his back, turned his wrist over, grabbed Zhou Lin's fat wrist, and broke it with force.
Click!
It was like the sound of a dislocated wrist. Zhou Lin shook his greasy face and immediately let out a cry of pain, "Ah..."
It hurts, it hurts so much.
This man, who looked like a fat pig, didn't notice Meng Fan's movements clearly before he felt severe pain in his wrist and screamed like a pig being killed.
Meng Fan let go of his hand at the right time and looked at Zhou Lin condescendingly, "I'm just giving you this lesson, just to take back the previous interest."