Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 184 - You have a daughter like me, but I don't have a dad like you (1)
"It's time. Choose your card and put it on the table," the burly man said.
Bei Nuan calmly looked at the young man, drew a card, and put it down on the table face down.
The young man took a deep breath and placed his card on the table.
The burly man said, "Flip."
They turned over their cards.
Two human cards. The bullets would be fairly divided.
There was a brief disturbance in the audience as many people sighed in relief. Bei Nuan's face was too beautiful. Many people couldn't help but worry that she would be tricked out of a bullet.
The young man felt as if his heart had leapt up to his throat when the cards were flipped over. He took a deep breath when he saw that Bei Nuan had played a human card.
A smile blossomed on Bei Nuan's face. From the moment he had been taken aback when he saw her, Bei Nuan had confidence that she could persuade him to play a human card.
With their guns loaded, they walked into the cage that had been divided in half.
Bei Nuan looked over at Lu Xingchi's side.
He was leaning against the wall with his brow slightly furrowed and staring at her. His collar was unbuttoned, revealing a beautiful clavicle. It had probably been accidentally torn open when they were kissing.
Bei Nuan hastily pulled her thoughts back from that direction and tightened her grip on the gun. With him around, she wasn't worried about her safety. Her only thought was that her shot had to be good. She didn't want to lose face in front of him.
Two zombie cages were brought onto the stage and placed on the other side of the fighting cage.
Bei Nuan found a good position and steadily raised her gun towards the cage door. She wasn't nervous at all. She didn't even have to pretend she was a gun rack today.
The cage door was opened. Bei Nuan had experience this time. She had more confidence in her aim today and shot the zombie instead of waiting for it to run closer to her.
Her bullet hit the target. Just like yesterday, it hit the zombie in the forehead.
Right after shooting, Bei Nuan turned her head to look at Lu Xingchi.
Lu Xingchi was still standing in the same place and staring at her from a distance. Seeing that she had turned to look at him, he gave her a thumbs up.
Getting his approval made her happier than winning the 10,000 yuan from yesterday.
It was only now that Bei Nuan thought to look at the other side of the cage.
The young man had also shot. Although his shot was slightly off, he had gotten through the daunting experience without mishap. The other zombie was dead too.
He happily left the fighting cage, excitedly took the bag of bonus casino tokens from the burly man, and left the stage.
Bei Nuan thought; you left. I still have to continue.
Bei Nuan didn't bother leaving the stage.
The audience finally realized that the girl was going to participate in the next fight. Their discussions were as numerous as a hive of bees and grew increasingly loud.
"This girl must be forced to fight, right?"
"She's won two games, and they still won't let her go. Does someone want to see her eaten by a zombie?"
Bei Nuan thought; you guys are so smart. You guessed right.
This time, there were obviously more people betting that Bei Nuan would win.
Bei Nuan's next opponent hadn't even appeared yet. The crowd had already surrounded the employee, who was taking bets that Bei Nuan would win, to place their bets.
Bei Nuan's opponent was finally led into the room.
Unexpectedly, her opponent for round two was an acquaintance.
The burly man swaggered onto the stage. He was wearing a white tank top which revealed the colorful tattoos that spanned over his arms. They had met this guy when leaving City S. He had heroically tossed out 200 yuan to a couple that had been stopped by the villagers that were taking a toll.
He saw Bei Nuan and immediately recognized her. Startled, he asked, "It's you? Little girl, why did you come here?"
He looked over Bei Nuan. With a disapproving expression, he said, "Girly, why did you come here to cage fight?"
Since he was someone she knew, Bei Nuan lowered her voice to secretly tell him the truth. "They're forcing me to fight."
The colorful tattooed man deeply furrowed his brow.
Before the colorful tattooed man could speak, the burly man loudly announced, "This guy has a B tag. According to him, he's already lost count of the zombies he's killed. Quickly, place your bets."
The visual effect of a burly B tag, who had killed countless zombies, and a weak and petite F tag on the same stage was mind boggling. There was a commotion in the audience, and people soon swarmed over to the staff that was taking bets that the B tag would win.
Bei Nuan seriously observed the colorful tattooed man. It had been a long time since the apocalypse started. After he experienced a world that was piled up with zombies for so long, had his heart changed? Was he still a kind person?