Chapter 33: Pie falling from the sky?

"A pair of A's."

"Three nines with a single three."

"Three Queens with a single five."

"Royal flush."

"Take off your clothes, take off your clothes."

"Come on, fellas, let's have a game."

This is the station.

It has now become a class society.

Prostitutes who had no status to begin with have become complete slaves.

They are for these thugs to take pleasure.

To be more precise, they are for Liu Biao and his gang to have fun with.

Liu Biao used to be the boss of Kai Xing Nightclub, in fact, he was a criminal with a record.

He served five years for intentional assault.

He was summoned by police for several murder cases.

However, they had to let him go due to insufficient evidence.

The day before the outbreak of the biochemical crisis, he was arrested and taken to the station for involvement in gambling and pornography.

As it turns out, the wheel of fortune turns.

Anyway, it's the end of the world, and law is no different from scrap paper.

Liu Biao is very happy today, those useless clients actually brought back a lot of boxes of Baijiu (Chinese liquor).

In the end of the world, zombies' howls and growls are nonstop every night.

Today, with wine, there must be a big drunk, then hugging a woman, comfortable to sleep until dawn.

Baijiu is flowing glass after glass.

The gun-toting thugs who followed Liu Biao, who were living their dream in the nightclubs before the end of times, have an especially high demand for drinking and women.

Moreover, the stress is huge in the end of the world.

Why not drink to forget your troubles?

Women are there to boost the mood.

After the Baijiu went down their throats, Liu Biao and his associates were all red-faced and hot-eared from drinking.

Finally, after thirteen people downed over two boxes of Baijiu, they all started to feel drunk.

"Brothers, get up and keep drinking."

Liu Biao, hugging a woman, stood up to go to the director's office.

Then, he locked the door from inside.

The remaining twelve thugs continued to drink, and when they had enough, they took a woman and went somewhere for fun.

They all drank on the second floor.

Those thugs who are usually sent out to gather food are punters, gamblers, and thieves.

These people are all on the first floor now.

Today, the party upstairs is having a good time, so they also relaxed, getting more food than usual.

Otherwise, they would be punched again today.

They just had some crackers, pickled chili chicken feet, spicy strips, and drank some Baijiu.

The punters, gamblers, and thieves downstairs gathered to chat.

A few gamblers looked at the four punters, giving them a thumbs-up, saying, "You guys are really brave, daring to go to the convenience store to get wine."

A few thieves also admired them.

Before, they never thought of using two cars, one in front and one behind, to go out and get supplies.

At that time, several people who went out to gather materials died.

And what they brought back was pathetically little.

Those who died were all bitten by zombies in the convenience store.

Therefore, even if they came back and got beaten, they didn't dare to go to the convenience store to get wine.

The four punters looked at each other and then shook their heads.

Then, one of the punters with a middle part in his hair said: "We don't have that kind of guts."

A thief asked: "Then where did you get the wine?"

The punter replied: "It was just left on the side of the road, stacked in several boxes, so we just took it back."

"Why didn't you take it yesterday?"

"Yes, you even got beaten by brother Liu Biao."

"Don't tell us you didn't see them yesterday."

The gamblers and thieves were all laughing at how dumb these four punters were.

"We don't know, it seems like someone left it there today."

The four punters tell the whole truth, which the thieves and gamblers found hard to believe.

In the end of the world, are there such pie-in-the-sky good things?