He walked towards Truong Vien step by step.
Truong Vien's face was pale as she retreated, "No... No, how can you be alright?"
"Green tea bitch."
Ton Nang forced Truong Vien into a corner, punched her in the face. With a thud, the back of her head collided violently with the wall, and the back of her head directly shattered. This powerful force was definitely not something Ton Nang's frail physique could erupt with.
Truong Vien, having suffered such a heavy blow, her limbs drooped, and she slid down powerlessly, collapsing to the ground.
"Bitch."
Ton Nang showed her no mercy, then looked down at the bullet wound on his chest, frowning. The pain made sweat ooze from his forehead. Then, he inserted two fingers into the wound. Intense pain enveloped his mind. Finally, he pulled out the bullet from his chest.
As the bullet was removed, his wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If other survivors saw this scene.
They would definitely exclaim in shock.
You damn pervert!
Camouflage ability, strength ability, and even self-healing ability. Of course, whether this was self-healing ability or limb regeneration ability was still uncertain.
The survivors imprisoned in the cells were all dumbfounded.
Even the completely desperate survivors, at this moment, stared with wide eyes, looking as if they had seen a ghost.
Ly Dieu had never thought someone could be so perverted.
He had personally seen the other party get shot, but not only was he fine, he even appeared energetic and lively, not at all like someone who had been shot.
"Did you already know they had a problem?"
Ly Dieu stammered.
Ton Nang walked to the iron bars, grabbed the lock, and pulled it outwards, revealing a smile, "Maybe."
All the imprisoned people were released.
There were no more of Vuong Han's men outside. Vuong Han probably knew Ton Nang was an Awakened and didn't dare to be careless, bringing everyone, even carrying guns, precisely to deal with Ton Nang most reliably.
They left the prison. However, when leaving, everyone looked at those people lying on the ground.
Especially Truong Vien, whose appearance was the most tragic, her face caved in, viscous blood flowing from the back of her head.
Truly decisive.
Killed with one punch.
In the room.
Clang! Clang!
The sight of everyone wolfing down food made Ton Nang shake his head. In the apocalypse, being able to eat a full meal was truly an extravagant hope for some survivors.
Ton Nang looked at the cook and nodded at him.
Didn't say thank you.
But the meaning of the nod was very clear; it was to thank the other party for the reminder.
The cook also looked at Ton Nang gratefully. He hadn't expected the other party to actually deal with Vuong Han and release everyone.
Now, on the table were placed the "Zombie Illustrated Guide" and a satellite phone. This satellite phone was already broken.
Ton Nang said: "Your choice to go to the Hoang City Sunshine Shelter is correct. For you group of people who want peace of mind, that place is indeed where you should go most."
He never spoke ill of the Sunshine Shelter outside.
For survivors who truly wanted stability, the direction he pointed was always there.
"Have you been to that place opposite?" Ly Dieu asked.
Ton Nang said: "Whether I've been there or not is not important to you. It's written very clearly in here. No matter where you are, as long as you make a call, they will come to pick you up. However, this satellite phone is broken. Does anyone know how to fix it?"
After speaking, he looked at everyone present.
The group looked at each other. Some shook their heads, some sighed. Not a single one knew how to fix it.
Ly Dieu said regretfully: "It seems the place we should go, in the end, we still can't go."
For them, they really hadn't expected this kind of situation.
Clearly, it was right in front of them, yet it was always blocked, as if heaven didn't want them to go there. Was it thinking of making them suffer in the terrible apocalypse forever?
"It seems no one knows how." Ton Nang picked up the satellite phone, "When I was young and rebellious, I didn't like studying. My mother angrily sent me to my cousin's shop to learn how to repair phones. After repairing for a year, I saw no future and went back to school. Of course, in that year, I was still relatively proficient in repairing phones."
He used the calmest tone to say the most heart-stirring words.
Every sentence he said was heart-stirring for everyone present.
"I remember there are tools in the prison. You just need to find the tools for me," Ton Nang said.
Ly Dieu said: "Thank you. There are still good people in the apocalypse."
Hearing these words, Ton Nang smiled. His smile wasn't the joy of being praised by others, but a kind of indescribable feeling. Perhaps it was self-deprecation, or perhaps it was truly being regarded as a good person, which was a good kind of recognition.
He always asked himself, am I bad?
Probably not bad.
I just have a slightly strange personality and a strong possessiveness and desire to control things I like. If this is the standard for a bad person, then perhaps I am a bad person.
Under the dark night sky, the sound of a generator running could be faintly heard.
Ton Nang was engrossed in repairing the satellite phone. Some components were laid out on the table. He was unhurried, repairing them step by step.
The frail Ton Nang, when working, revealed a kind of calm tranquility.
Dawn broke, and the morning sun dispelled the darkness, covering the earth.
Outside the prison, a car carrying one person and one dog quietly left.
On the table in the room.
The screen of a satellite phone flashed, displaying "Call Ended," duration thirty seconds.
Ly Dieu, who had woken up, hurried over.
Not seeing the figure, he was a little anxious.
But he saw the phone on the table, and also the note under the phone.
[The call has been made. You just wait. I hope you can find your own happiness.]
Ly Dieu picked up the note and looked at it in astonishment. It was just a single sentence, yet he looked at it intently.
"He just left like that?"
"We haven't even sincerely thanked him yet."
Tears welled up in Ly Dieu's eyes.
He didn't know if it was to thank Ton Nang.
Or if it was excitement at the impending arrival of a stable life.