Scumbag?

"Sir! I can give you my wife! But I want twenty cans of beef stew!" Feng Shaofeng suddenly stood up, gazing at the beef cans beside Alex and licking his lips with a fierce expression.

"My wife is a Golden Horse Award goddess! In the past two years, she's a top-tier celebrity in the entertainment industry! And my wife is so beautiful, with good skin, an amazing figure, and, most importantly, excellent martial arts skills! I don't ask for much. Just give me twenty cans of beef stew, and in the future, you can share the food given by the zombies with us, husband and wife. We agree to make a deal with you! Let my wife be with you in bed!"

"What are you talking about?! Feng Shaofeng!! What do you mean?!" Zhao Liying stared at her husband in disbelief, grabbing Feng Shaofeng's clothes and angrily interrogating, "You want to trade me for beef stew?! Have you gone mad?! You scumbag!!!"