Doomsday: I Can Get a Hint-Chapter 314 - 225: Even Small Characters Aren’t Simple (Part 4)

Chapter 314: Chapter 225: Even Small Characters Aren’t Simple (Part 4)

Otherwise, relying on Zhou Tingyu’s power alone, it would be impossible to accomplish.

So how did Zhou Tingyu get involved with them?

It all started with the battle at Purple Gold Mountain.

Rumors about the events at Purple Gold Mountain spread like wildfire.

Everyone knew that the one who obtained the Golden Bell was a handsome man wielding a broadsword.

Zhou Tingyu immediately thought of Wang Hao.

In the villa area, she had seen Wang Hao in action.

Coupled with Wang Hao’s handsome appearance and his proximity to Purple Gold Mountain.

Zhou Tingyu thought of Wang Hao right away.

She knew this was an opportunity, and the man in front of her happened to be her guest. Knowing he was one of the City Lord’s people, she took a gamble and said she knew the identity of the one who obtained the Golden Bell.

Subsequently, she smoothly met with the City Lord.

Upon learning that the man was also with a little girl, he was completely convinced that the man was Wang Hao.

She told the City Lord everything she knew about Wang Hao.

And swore her willingness to serve the City Lord, to become the City Lord’s dog, willing to help the City Lord deal with Wang Hao.

Ji Aimin is as cunning as an old fox; not only did he agree, but he also promised her many benefits.

Since then, Zhou Tingyu became a nail for the City Lord.

Always waiting for Wang Hao.

Since Wang Hao’s appearance, this nail had been activated.

Just haven’t found the right encounter opportunity.

After all, Wang Hao didn’t stay in the outer city for long; after arriving, he went to Lotus Pond Village, and then directly entered the inner city.

Until he drove to the nightclub, and happened to see Wu Zicheng.

This was simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

So, there was the previous scene, and Wu Zicheng didn’t hang himself.

He was killed.

The old guy’s fear of death was far beyond Wang Hao’s imagination.

"Should I help you deal with this old man?"

The man glanced at Wu Zicheng’s body.

He couldn’t help but sigh slightly.

He was once a master of traditional Chinese painting!

Highly respected, well-connected, with disciples everywhere.

The society gave him face; many people would break their heads for one of his paintings.

Yet now he suffered humiliation and ended up dying in such a place.

Later, he would be thrown to the zombies and eaten clean.

Apocalypse!

It’s just so damn great.

"If we’re putting on a show, let’s do it thoroughly; I’ll handle the old guy’s body myself."

Zhou Tingyu refused the man’s offer; she looked down at Wu Zicheng and said lightly:

"Although this old guy was quite lecherous, he treated me quite well. He also shone brightly in the end, so I should give him a proper burial."

"You’re actually quite sentimental and righteous."

The man said with some sarcasm.

Zhou Tingyu shrugged and began to tidy things up.

But the man circled around to her back. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Zhou Tingyu furrowed her brows: "What? Are you that desperate?"

"Don’t you find this scene exciting? Doesn’t it resemble some scenes from Little Sun anime?"

The man pressed her hands onto the table.

"Giggle."

Zhou Tingyu giggled but didn’t resist.

The short skirt was very convenient.

"Then go ahead, but this time, you’ll have to pay extra."

"Okay, okay, stop nagging; do you think I’m short of this bit of money?"

...

Soon after, similar sounds echoed around.

The people living here, though at the very bottom of the Settlement Camp, were still able to survive.

Those who couldn’t survive either were eliminated or went outside the city.

Besides barely meeting their food and clothing needs, some people also sought to fulfill their physiological needs. For them, this was about the only pleasure left.

The women living here had very low prices; for a couple of meters, you could have them for the night.