Apocalypse: The Supporting Actress Made a Comeback novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319: 184 Pity (Second Update)_2

The short one clearly had an attitude of refusing to admit guilt; interrogating him was just a waste of time. Rather than that, it was better to leave them to the angry "spectators"—surely, they would give them a proper reception.

So, Zhou Yan added, "Right, if you get any information out of them, make a note of it. Someone will come to collect it tomorrow, consider it a favor to those superpower users who’ve been harmed." After exchanging a few courtesies, he led his men to search the homes of those residents. There was nothing out of the ordinary in these people’s homes, so they didn’t linger long and soon left.

As soon as Zhou Yan and his men left, the three individuals, including the short one, were violently shoved into the room. Those who were mousey in the face of zombies suddenly found their courage, clenching their fists and greeting them with blows.

The room was quickly filled with the thuds of fists hitting flesh, along with the screams of pain. Zhou Yan had only walked a short distance away and could hear everything clearly. Not only him, everyone else could hear it too. He deliberately turned around and saw the three captured individuals trembling all over, looking utterly terrified.

He sneered disdainfully, thinking to himself, if you knew it would come to this, why did you do it in the first place? The people striking now are just "spectators"; if those harmed superpower users took action, their pain would be a hundred, a thousand times worse!

His gaze made the three tremble even more, fearing the beatings. One of them began crying and shouting, "I’ll talk, I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything! Just don’t hit me! Don’t hit me!"

The soldier beside him rolled his eyes silently, for he was just holding the man’s arm, for goodness’ sake. What the hell was there to cry about?

Annoyed, he tightened his grip slightly, intending to silence the man, but the person cried out even louder, "Don’t kill me! I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die! I’ll tell you everything!"

Zhou Yan, frowning in displeasure, asked him a few simple questions. After getting the key information, he waved his hand, signaling for the three to be taken back to the room, to be left in the care of those "spectators."

His decision to take away these three was only because he feared the other six would be tormented to death by others, and he wouldn’t get any accurate information. Now that he had what he needed, there was no longer any need to take these three away.

Whether they and the three inside would survive was now their own fate.

Zhou Yan had not an iota of sympathy or pity for such people in his heart!

Not long after the three were taken away, screams erupted from the room. Zhou Yan paid no heed, quickly leading his men towards the remaining residents.

And just then, a dissatisfied voice rang out, "Lin, you’re not really planning on keeping them, are you? Look at how weak these two are. What if they die here later? That’s too unlucky!"

Lin Feiyin opened her eyes and looked coldly toward the speaking woman.

The woman shrank back and, with a roll of her eyes, mustered the courage to continue, "Lin, don’t think I’m rude, but I’m saying this for your own good. I know you’re kind-hearted, but even kindness has limits. Look at how seriously hurt they are; they must have offended someone. If that person finds out, won’t you be in danger?"

Lin Feiyin’s brow furrowed slightly. Then, she looked at the two people lying on the bed with concern. Seeing their pale but handsome faces, her heart softened, and she turned to the woman, "You don’t need to worry, I won’t let them die. I will find someone to heal them. They obviously don’t look like bad people, and even if they did offend someone, they must have been deliberately bullied. They’re already pitiful enough, how can we abandon them at a time like this?"

As she spoke, a hint of compassion filled her expression.

The woman, listening to her, pulled a face in dissatisfaction and rolled her eyes to the sky.

Then, the frail child leaning on her suddenly spoke impatiently, "We hardly have enough food for ourselves; where is there any extra to give to these two fully-grown men?" (To be continued. If you like this work, please head to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for your monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to continue reading.)