The exclamations and screams reached An Qing's ears in an instant, but she did not move at all and still followed the man on the stairs calmly.
When the man saw this, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened a little deeper.
"Those people are your friends."
When they got upstairs, the man took a water glass, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to An Qing, seemingly unintentionally asking.
"No, it's too easy for enemies to die in the last days.
Living sometimes may not be a good thing."
An Qing glanced at the steaming tea in his hand and his expression changed slightly.
"Xiaolan is not greedy.
One person is enough to make her full.
There are four people here."
The man smiled and handed over a plate of fresh snacks in his hand.
An Qing was startled, and then he smiled.
The man looked at An Qing and smiled, his smile broadened a bit: "I have invited a total of nine people here, but they didn't even want to drink my tea.
It just happened that Xiao Zi, Xiao Hong, they are all hungry."
As the man spoke, he pointed his finger at the flower pots placed against the window sill.
"These are all mutants."
An Qing felt a little heavy, and looked at the man with a more complicated look.
The man didn't take it seriously.
Instead, he came closer to An Qing and looked at her intently: "Do you also think of me as a monster?"
An Qing did not avoid the man's eyes, but raised his head to meet his sharp eyes: "Monsters kill people to survive.
I have killed a lot, and I will kill less in the future.
In this world, there is no need to be pretentious while living. " "Mom, Mom died like this, Dad, Dad, how could you do that?"
Qu Yi's hoarse cry came up, causing the two people who were originally in a stalemate to take a step back.
"It seems they have a choice."
An Qing smiled coldly and poked his head downstairs.
"An Qing, you're up there, why don't you come and save my mother?"
Qu Yi heard the voice upstairs and raised her head.
Her face was covered with blood, she looked very ferocious, and her voice was shrill.
"You brought us here, why didn't you save us?"
Qu Yi held in her heart countless grief and indignation.
She quickly climbed up the stairs.
She wanted to tear An Qing to pieces and kill others, but she didn't even look at it with indifference.
Qu's father didn't make a sound, he just supported Qu Yang with a gloomy face, and just looked at An Qing upstairs.
From their eyes, An Qing could see the deep resentment.
An Qing picked up a piece of the man's cake and threw it into his mouth.
The man smiled again: "Xiaohong, Xiaozi, they haven't eaten yet today."
"Sometimes, seeing someone hate so much but having no choice but to do anything about it is a more cruel torture, far more painful than death."
An Qing's tone contained a trace of deep malice.
Qu Yi had already rushed upstairs, and when she saw a handsome man upstairs, she was stunned for a moment: "You are not afraid of death, she is a poisonous woman, a poisonous woman who will not save you from death."
Qu Yi wanted everyone to They all despised Anqing, she shouted loudly to the man.
"Xiaolan is my pet, she just stood by and watched."
The man smiled again, but this time his smile was full of ridicule and even contempt.
Qu Yi took a step back.
She cried and shouted at the two of them: "Obviously, you can save my mother by stretching out your hands.
Why, why, why can you be so cruel?"
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"An Qing, you went too far.
My mother is dead."
Qu Yang covered his injured arm and looked at An Qing hatefully, his voice a bit sharp.
"It's none of my business that your mother is dead.
I never asked you to follow me."
An Qing glanced at Qu Yang with disdain.
"But, we followed you and you didn't object.
Isn't this approval?"
Qu's father said in a deep voice, and finally couldn't hold back the sound. tgt ttrgt: