Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies-Chapter 240: That cat

Chapter 240: That cat

Song Ya was now starting to tease two mice, Huang Yu counted as one, and Huang Jing…also counted as one.

One was a bald mouse with declining spirits, the other was a mouse with its fur puffed out from injected hormones, impulsive and irritable.

And she, naturally, was the cat.

Toying with the two pitiful mice in the palm of her hand, mocking them, watching them run around in circles obliviously, was really quite amusing.

Thinking back to the past, she found herself laughable.

She had been played like this before too; her siblings toyed with her, watching her fret, watching her run around in circles.

Now the wheel of fortune had turned, and they were the ones being played with.

Did they find it as amusing as they had before?

Song Ya really wanted to ask them.

Of course, both Huang Jing and Huang Yu did not find it fun at all. They were both about to be played to death by Song Ya.

Huang Jing was okay, he was a man, physically strong, and also a Superpower User. Even if he became furious to the point of vomiting blood, a little rest would have him jumping around again soon.

Huang Yu was different. She wasn’t a Superpower User, and she had been sickly from a young age. Her body was already weak, and she had been beaten by Song Ya so many times before, she was all nerves.

When the two of them got together, it was even worse. They became two neurotics, blaming each other, then strangling themselves.

It usually ended with Huang Jing suddenly realizing he was about to strangle his sister to death.

The pain Huang Jing felt was indescribable.

Before, he had still harbored some affection for Song Ya and was very fond of Huang Yu, but now, he despised Song Ya to death, and his affection for Huang Yu had been exhausted through numerous arguments.

He was increasingly regretful about sleeping with Huang Yu. What he regretted most was not being careful enough, allowing Song Ya to discover his affair with Huang Yu.

If he had kept it hidden well, his life would have continued as before. He would go out to work, not worrying about anything, and the two women at home would wait for his return, looking at him with eyes full of love and admiration.

Greatly satisfying his vanity.

But now, Song Ya had betrayed him, stealing his supplies, and Huang Yu had become a madwoman.

Huang Yu was no longer the well-behaved, thoughtful and understanding woman she once was.

She had become a maniac, acting crazily and he didn’t even dare approach her.

Whenever he got close to her, she would scratch him with her fingers.

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Lately, Huang Yu had taken a liking to biting her nails, nervously mumbling to herself while biting them.

All ten fingers were gnawed until they were a mangled mess.

The more Huang Jing watched, the more disgusted he felt.

He reflected that Huang Yu wasn’t even that pretty, and her disposition was not as good as Song Ya’s. He wondered why he hadn’t been able to resist her back then.

If only time could be turned back.

He definitely would have resisted.

Now everything was a mess; if only it had never happened.

He regretted it, he truly regretted it.

Song Ya’s retribution was far from over.

She had been treated that way before, she had suffered so much pain, and now that she had returned just a little bit of it, they couldn’t stand it.

Tsk, truly contemptible.

Not as good as her, not in the least.

Especially Huang Jing, who really wasn’t much good.

How had she been so blind back then?

Song Ya’s revenge, of course, was not only about this little bit.

As it happened, Huang Jing and his close friend had presented her with a perfect opportunity.

Since Huang Jing was searching the base and couldn’t find anything, combined with the fact that she had taken all the supplies in one fell swoop, he now needed to gather some supplies.

Huang Jing brought along his trusty brothers and subordinates to hunt a group of mutant sheep.

His good brothers had eagerly urged Song Ya to make a move, and, unable to refuse the kind persuasion, Song Ya agreed.

With a little trickery, they went to the supermarket and bought some special drugs.

Then, the mutant sheep went berserk.

The combat power of the mutant sheep was already formidable; fueled by the drugs, it tripled instantly.

With the encouragement from Huang Jing’s comrades, Huang Jing’s leg was broken by a kick from a mutant sheep.

It was brutally snapped, and Huang Jing, a tough man, screamed repeatedly until he eventually passed out from the pain.

His screams were so heart-wrenchingly miserable that just hearing him one could feel the agony.

Normally, with such severe injuries, they would abandon the person, leaving them to fend for themselves.

But Song Ya had paid a lot, and also out of a desire to watch the excitement, they still carried Huang Jing back together.

As soon as they got him home, his subordinates and brothers disappeared immediately, running faster than rabbits.

Carrying Huang Jing back was already very moral of them, one couldn’t expect any more.

Unless they were given supplies.

But Huang Jing was now broke, his supplies taken by them.

It was Song Ya who was the rich woman with supplies, and they listened to Song Ya.

As they ran, they didn’t forget to take the last of what was in Huang Jing’s home.

Huang Jing was in such pain he couldn’t bother with that; all he wanted was pain relief. The pain was too much, unbearable.

But he had nothing now, and he thought nobody would help him.

Even Huang Yu was no exception.

Huang Yu was now thoroughly unstable.

Every day she would crouch in a corner, curled up tight, her head wrapped in cloth, constantly chanting, “Don’t catch me, don’t catch me…”

Totally lost in confusion, there was no point in hoping for anything from Huang Yu.

The pain overwhelmed Huang Jing. At first, all he wanted was to stop the pain, but with no relief in sight, turning to Huang Yu was useless.

Eventually, perhaps becoming accustomed to the pain, it seemed to hurt less.

It was then he found the time to reflect and remembered he still had brothers.

But at this point, with all communications gone, he couldn’t contact his close brothers.

After realizing he couldn’t reach his dear comrades, Huang Jing checked and found the house completely emptied out. Stuff had been smashed by Song Ya before, but he had salvaged some items and put them back.

He had tidied up the house full of debris, which now looked very empty.

And now it was even emptier, as there was literally nothing left.

His dear brothers hadn’t considered his wellbeing at all as they cleared the house.

Huang Jing now had nowhere to turn, whether to heaven or to earth. He could only clutch at his two broken legs, constantly sucking in and gasping for breath.

The pain was real.

Moreover, was he going to be disabled?

If he couldn’t walk, even the best superpower would be useless.

Huang Jing was filled with fear.

He was really scared.

He had even begun to regret why he had been in such a rush to go kill mutant sheep.

He hadn’t managed to kill the sheep but had sacrificed himself instead.

This was the most costly mistake he had made. He had hurt himself, and it was both legs.