The waste is going to strike back

Chapter 215: Dare to do anything for the sake of profit

"Nothing." Yan Shaohui sat down on the edge of the bed and placed the tray in front of Mu Xin.

Mu Xin lay on his side, looking at the food in front of him, too lazy to move.

"Feed me." Mu Xin opened his mouth and waited for Yan Shaohui to feed him.

Yan Shaohui laughed, then bent his finger and flicked Mu Xin's forehead, "You, eat it yourself."

"No, I want you to feed me." Mu Xin's voice was a little hoarse because he had just woken up. He acted like a spoiled child and refused to eat by himself. He insisted on lying down and acting like a big boss, and then let Yan Shaohui feed him.

I really admire you. Yan Shaohui really couldn't do anything with the firewood, so he picked up the bowl on the plate, took the spoon, and started feeding him a spoonful of vegetables and a spoonful of rice.

Mu Xin ate more than half of the bowl and then said he didn't want to eat anymore. Yan Shaohui didn't force him to continue eating. Instead, he continued to eat the rice in the remaining bowl of Mu Xin. After finishing it, he still felt it was not enough, so he finished the second bowl of rice prepared by Uncle Wen.

"It seems that you are really hungry." Mu Xin raised his eyebrows and said.

"Because you will have strength only if you are full." Yan Shaohui smiled.

"Huh?" Before Mu Xin could react, Yan Shaohui quickly put the plate on the bedside table, and then he immediately pressed on Mu Xin.

"What are you doing!?"

"What - did - you say?" Yan Shaohui nudged Mu Xin's nose with his nose, and then blew a breath of hot air towards Mu Xin's ear.

Mu Xin shuddered subconsciously.

"No, I'm still very sleepy." Mu Xin pushed Yan Shaohui's chest which was pressing towards him and refused.

Yan Shaohui snorted and laughed, "I'm not letting you be a slave for nothing. I want compensation."

"Then can I give you money?" Mu Xin begged.

"No, I like another way to repay it."

Two flowers bloomed, each showing its own beauty, and attention turned to Ming Xiche.

There were only him and Xiahou Shuo in the huge conference room.

There were bloodstains on Xiahou Shuo's face and body, as if he had been through a fierce battle. Ming Xi Che, who was standing far away opposite him, was well-dressed, dignified and clean, in sharp contrast to Xiahou Shuo.

"What did I owe you in my previous life? Why won't you let me go now?" Xiahou Shuo questioned Ming Xiche hysterically.

Ming Xiche looked at the person opposite him who had been completely destroyed by him to the point of despair, and a strange sense of pleasure quietly rose in his heart.

He curled his lips, but there was no smile on his increasingly gloomy face.

"You really owed me a lot in your previous life." Ming Xiche said.

Long ago, he fell into a coma after being bitten by a zombie. When he woke up again, he had the memory of his past life. He found all the memories of how he was so powerful in his past life, how he was betrayed by Xia Houshuo, how he was defeated, and how he ended up being eaten by zombies.

Naturally, he also remembered what happened between him and Mu Xin in the past.

He abandoned Mu Xin, ignored Mu Xin, abused Mu Xin, and even killed him with his own hands in the end.

Ming Xiche dreams about these things every night. These sudden memories are like a revolving lantern in his mind, and he can remember them as soon as he closes his eyes.

No wonder Mu Xin was so cold towards me when I first entered the apocalypse, and he even hooked up with Yan Shaohui, who was the strongest man in his previous life. I guess Mu Xin at that time was no longer the Mu Xin I knew before.

Later, it seemed as if everything was still going on the original track, but only those who truly understood the history would understand that everything was completely different.

Ming Xiche hated Xiahou Shuo so much that he chose to betray him and join Yan Shaohui, his mortal enemy at that time, so he destroyed Xiahou Shuo's life bit by bit. He took away everything he loved and protected, his family, his father, his status, his self-esteem, and his appearance, bit by bit with his own hands.

He naturally knew that Xiahou Shuo would now join forces with Yan Shaohui and Mu Xin to deal with him.

In his heart, he laughed at Xiahou Shuo for being stupid. Xiahou Shuo knew very well that he would attack him sooner or later, but he still stubbornly chose not to leave. Instead, he guarded his father's last relics and the old butler, putting himself in danger.

Xiahou Shuo sneered, wiped the blood off his face, and glared at the man opposite him fiercely, "Are you willing to force me to commit suicide?"

"You won't commit suicide."

Ming Xiche looked at the face opposite him that he had destroyed, "You haven't even watched me die yet, why would you commit suicide?"

Just as he hated Xiahou Shuo, Xiahou Shuo now hated him even more.

He knew that according to Xiahou Shuo's personality, he would never let go of the revenge for his father's murder and be willing to die, and he was sure of Xiahou Shuo's personality.

"Then why did you force me to come here?" Xiahou Shuo said unhappily.

Today he went out to buy shoes and vegetables, but he was brought to Ming Xiche's men just a few dozen meters away. No matter how good his skills were, he could not beat these mutants whose body functions had been changed. In the end, he could only be brought to Ming Xiche with his hands tied.

"I originally didn't plan to keep you, but I found that you still have some value now, so I won't kill you for now." Ming Xiche said with a smile.

As soon as Xiahou Shuo saw Ming Xiche's hypocritical smile, he felt that something bad was bound to happen.

"I think that old butler must be very important to you now?" Ming Xiche clapped his hands, and then a man came out and placed a tablet in front of Xiahou Shuo.

The tablet was playing a surveillance video, and the person sitting on the sofa in the video was Xiahou Shuo's butler.

"What are you going to do?" Xiahou Shuo was afraid that Ming Xiche would do something to the old butler, so he asked Ming Xiche while suppressing his anger.

"You should have gained the trust of Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui now. What I want you to do is to be an insider and give me real-time feedback on their actions. What do you think? This little trick that doesn't even require much thinking should not be difficult for you."

Xiahou Shuo pursed his lips, his peach blossom eyes were bloodshot, "Delusion!"

"Tsk, so you want your loving old butler to go accompany your father?" Ming Xiche narrowed his glasses and his tone immediately became dangerous.

Xiahou Shuo clenched his fists and stared at Ming Xiche opposite him. The man in front of him was no longer the elegant man he liked before.

He has long since turned into a demon, and is willing to do anything for the sake of profit.

"I'll give you three seconds to think about it. If you still don't agree after three seconds, my sniper will blow the old butler's head off." Ming Xiche said viciously.

He held up three fingers, "Three."

Xiahou Shuo recalled the playful scenes when Mu Xin joked with him when he was at his home.

"Two." But he remembered that when he went out today, the old housekeeper was still asking him to go home early.

"one!"

"I promise." Sorry, Mu Xin. Xiahou Shuo closed his eyes and agreed to Ming Xiche the moment Ming Xiche finished speaking.

"very good."

Ming Xiche stood up, walked to Xiahou Shuo and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's rare that you are wise for once." Then, when passing by Xiahou Shuo, he said nonchalantly, "You can go now, but you must remember that I know everything you do. If you do something tricky, then you and your old butler will be the ones to die."

Xiahou Shuo clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and swallowed the blood in his throat.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he would still be controlled by Ming Xiche.

Not long after Ming Xiche left, Xiahou Shuo also stood up. He wiped the remaining blood on his face, calmed himself down, and then walked out with his head held high.

As soon as he reached the door, he saw the person Xiahou Shuo hated the most besides Ming Xiche.

Xiahou Mingjie. Xiahou Shuo stared at the other person, gnashing his teeth as he repeated the man's name.

"Long time no see, cousin." Xiahou Mingjie, wearing a white doctor's coat, smiled and greeted Xiahou Shuo, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Xiahou Shuo snorted coldly and walked away from Xiahou Mingjie without even looking at him.

Xiahou Mingjie was not angry even though he was rejected by Xiahou Shuo. He passed by Xiahou Shuo and went straight to Ming Xiche's office.

"I have prepared the inhibitor you want." Xiahou Mingjie took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, which was filled with small white pills.

"Well, just put it on the table and you can go." Ming Xiche looked at the documents in his hand and answered without raising his head.

Xiahou Mingjie didn't move. He stared at Ming Xiche without blinking, "Do you really want to continue?"

Ming Xiche stopped writing with his hand holding the pen. He looked up at Xia Houmingjie and said, "Why not?"

Xiahou Mingjie frowned, "Even though you know that your chances of winning are slim, you still want to defeat Yan Shaohui and Mu Xin. What's your purpose? What is your purpose?"

"This has nothing to do with you, just get out." Ming Xiche didn't want to answer Xiahou Mingjie's question, so he started to drive him away directly.

When Xiahou Mingjie saw Ming Xiche avoiding the question, his expression gradually became complicated.

The Ming Xiche in front of him had changed a lot from the person he first saw.

It is said that "a man who has been away for three days should be looked at with new eyes", so what is the reason that has caused Ming Xiche to become so paranoid that he even does not care about other people's lives and insists on having his own way?

Is it really a zombie virus? But the zombie virus is just a virus, a string of genes. No matter how powerful a string of genes is, how can it change a person's thoughts and worldview?

Xiahou Mingjie couldn't see through this man. He walked out of the office, stopped and sighed, then turned and left.

Xiahou Shuo walked out of the headquarters gate of the base, and behind him were two men who had been following him.

Xiahou Shuo had a piece of gauze wrapped around his hand. He had been taken to an operating room, where someone had transplanted a chip into his skin to control him.

As long as Xiahou Shuo did anything against Ming Xiche's wishes, the chip would be immediately controlled remotely and release poison, killing Xiahou Shuo in less than half an hour.

This was a once-and-for-all solution Ming Xiche came up with to prevent Xiahou Shuo from betraying him.

The two people who had been following Xiahou Shuo were specially hired by Mingxi Che to monitor him. Xiahou Shuo's car had been thrown away somewhere long ago, so Xiahou Shuo was driven back home by two people.

"Young Master, I'm so worried about you." The old butler had been waiting for Xiahou Shuo at the door, fearing that something might happen to Xiahou Shuo.

When he saw Xiahou Shuo coming back, he walked up to him and circled around him several times. Fortunately, apart from some wounds on his face and a wound on his hand wrapped in gauze, Xiahou Shuo had no other wounds on his body. The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine." Xiahou Shuo comforted the old butler with a faint smile.

"Master, they are..." The old butler saw the two 'little tails' following Xiahou Shuo and asked Xiahou Shuo with a frown.

Xia Houshuo did not answer, but just put his arm around the old housekeeper's shoulders and said softly, "I'm hungry. Go back and cook for me."

The old butler looked hesitantly at the two people who obviously had bad intentions, but still obediently let Xiahou Shuo put his arm around his shoulders and go back to the villa.

The two people who followed Xiahou Shuo stood upright at the door, looking like two door gods.

While waiting for the old housekeeper to prepare a meal for him, Xiahou Shuo took out a piece of paper from his pocket with a message on it. This was what Ming Xiche had asked his subordinates to give him.

The purpose was to have him relay the words from his superiors to Mu Xin verbatim.

Just as Xiahou Shuo was looking at the piece of paper in deep thought, the phone in his home, which had never been ringing, rang.

Xiahou Shuo raised his eyebrows, then walked over and answered the phone.

"Hey."

"It's me." Ming Xiche said.

"What again?" Xiahou Shuo's tone was very bad and impatient.

"I have sent someone to connect the Internet cable to where you live. I think you should know what to do next."

Xia Houshuo clenched the receiver in his hand. "You mean, let me contact Mu Xin using the computer? Will he believe it?"

Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui are not fools. How could they easily believe that he could connect to the Internet and contact them?

"Then just say that it was Bai Luocheng's subordinates who helped you secretly, isn't that enough?" Ming Xiche smiled sarcastically.

For some reason, hearing the name of his childhood sweetheart from Ming Xiche's mouth made Xiahou Shuo feel a sharp pain in his heart.

Xiahou Shuo took a deep breath.

"Got it." Xiahou Shuo said and hung up the phone.

Xiahou Shuo tried to turn on the computer and connect to the Internet.

He took out a piece of paper with a website address written on it. It was a website that could only be used within the First Base.

Xiahou Shuo didn't know how Ming Xiche got this website address. Maybe he had an insider in the First Base.

On the other side, Mu Xin was working in his office. He had been sitting in the chair for two hours. The long sitting made Mu Xin's already sore waist even more uncomfortable.