I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1117 - 114: Caught in a Dilemma

Chapter 1117: Chapter 114: Caught in a Dilemma

Black Three-Head’s gaze flickered with a strange expression. He seemed to have started doubting Xiao Hu, and wanted to ask more questions, but soon, Wang Dabiao pushed Black Three-Head.

"Forget it, there’s no way he stole it. Look at how timid this guy is, do you really think he’d have the guts to steal? Let’s go, it wasn’t him who took it!"

Saying this, Wang Dabiao started to pull Black Three-Head outside, but the next second, Black Three-Head shook off Wang Dabiao’s hand. He said seriously, "Dabiao, this isn’t for me to decide. I must first confirm whether he’s a suspect or not."

"Man, just check his record when you go back and you won’t believe he’d take it."

"It’s not okay," Black Three-Head shook his head in refusal.

But just as the words ’not okay’ left his mouth, Wang Dabiao, who had been smiling, suddenly turned stern. His eyes gradually filled with displeasure, and even the words coming from his mouth became extremely discourteous!

"African tough guy, don’t push your luck! Do you think just because Brother Ding is dead, our dormitory is easy to bully, huh? Let me tell you, everyone here is from the Eighth Army Corps! Keep being arrogant and see if I don’t beat you!"

Wang Dabiao’s reference to Black Three-Head shifted to ’African tough guy,’ a name given to Black Three-Head before the Apocalypse by those who despised him. These five words were full of insult to him.

This immediately turned Black Three-Head’s face gloomy, and a hint of murderous intent flickered in his eyes now and then.

"What if I don’t leave?"

"Then do whatever you want!" Wang Dabiao snorted coldly, his attitude very assertive without any intention of backing down.

"Then I’ll stay and see what tricks you’ve got up your sleeve!"

Black Three-Head, not intimidated at all, strode towards Xiao Hu.

"Come with us for a bit."

Xiao Hu was startled and hurriedly said, "You... you, it wasn’t me, I didn’t take it!" Xiao Hu shouted, his face full of fear. Although this look could cause suspicion in people like Black Three-Head, it further proved Wang Dabiao’s words: Xiao Hu was indeed timid, not someone who would risk his life to steal.

But now, Black Three-Head was not going to bother with that; without another word, he walked up to Xiao Hu, ignoring his resistance, grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

"I said it!" Wang Dabiao roared, shouting out the door, "Brothers, someone’s causing trouble in our Eighth Army Corps’ place!"

Following Wang Dabiao’s shout, the entire dormitory building was stirred up, and in an instant, doors in the neighboring dorms were pushed open, the commotion spreading like domino bones, affecting other dorms.

Door after door was flung open, and a large number of Peace Party soldiers wearing tank tops, armed with brooms, stools, mops, and various other weapons, stepped out, encircling Wang Dabiao’s dormitory inside and out!

"Dammit! Which stupid person is asking for it?"

"Does someone think they can just push around the Eighth Army Corps?"

"Black Three-Head, do you think you haven’t died before?"

"That son of a bitch is Black Three-Head. What’s he doing here?"

"Push through, let’s see which stupid person dares to mess with our brother!"

The once quiet dormitory building suddenly became noisy. Black Three-Head’s complexion changed in that instant, not expecting Wang Dabiao’s influence to be this great. He didn’t know what kind of person Ding Fulong was. Ding Fulong had wide connections before his death; almost everyone he knew called each other brothers. The ones closest to Ding Fulong, like Wang Dabiao, had, under his influence, met many others. So, at his call, many responded.

Footsteps from the floors above and below never ceased, and now all the soldiers from this floor had gathered, even soldiers from other floors were making their way over. The small eight-person dorm was crowded to the brink, and even the resident managers turned a blind eye to the disturbance here. Black Three-Head understood that within the Eighth Army Corps’ dormitory building, the resident managers and soldiers all shared a deep bond.

This made him slightly alarmed. Although he himself was a Level 4 New Human, and the few soldiers following him were fully armed, among the crowd outside, he saw several Level 5 New Humans also standing there, their looks towards him filled with hostility.

More importantly, even though they were all armed, they could not afford to attack those among them who were also Peace Party soldiers. Even if they were to attack him, once he fired his weapon and killed just one, his fate wouldn’t be any better.

Thus, he found himself in a difficult situation.

After considering for a while, Black Three-Head decided to back down. In the post-apocalyptic world, being too tough wouldn’t get you very far. He didn’t want to offend so many people over a Wang Dabiao, just in case he needed to confront them one day. That wouldn’t bode well for him.

"Fine, we’ll leave!" With a wave of his hand, Black Three-Head resolutely made his choice, leading the few with him towards the exit.

The crowd that had tightly surrounded the dormitory stepped aside to make way.

And to prevent Black Three-Head from suspecting Xiao Hu any more because of the current situation, Wang Dabiao indignantly spoke out while the silhouette of Black Three-Head had not yet completely disappeared from his sight, "Black Three-Head, you’d better remember today’s lesson, don’t think just because Brother Ding is gone, you can kick a man when he’s down!"

"That’s right!"

Wang Dabiao’s words received a lot of echoing, while Black Three-Head just glanced at him, snorted coldly, and left without turning back.

"Okay, thank you everyone, it’s all right now, everyone can disperse."

Wang Dabiao bowed slightly to the people at the door, gratitude in his eyes.

"No problem, no problem, it was necessary."

"Everyone get some sleep."

Following Black Three-Head’s departure, the once neglectful resident managers began organizing people to return to their dorms. Soon, everyone had gone back, and the managers chatted with Wang Dabiao for a bit before leaving themselves.

Xiao Hu’s dormitory returned to quietness, just like before, no one paid him any mind. They turned off the lights and directly went to bed to sleep. Only Xiao Hu kept expressing his gratitude to them, saying if not for them, he would have been so and so.

But still, no one paid him any attention, as if he did not exist at all. Seeing his dormmates had all gone to sleep, some even snoring, Xiao Hu shook his head, put on his headphones, played a song he liked on his phone, and just lay there, eyes open, waiting as time slowly trickled by.

Now that the crisis had passed, he just wanted to wait for the quiet hours later to quickly get on with his affairs.

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