BC Chapter 53
by VolareChapter 52
Chapter 52
Just as the surviving ordinary people were striving to survive and waiting for rescue, or actively seeking ways to leave Qingshui City, a group of people were trying every possible means to pry open the bank’s door lock, wanting to steal the money in the counter that the armored car hadn’t had time to take away on the day the virus broke out.
This was already the fourth bank they had patronized. If the ATM machines on the street didn’t only have a single layer of glass, making them easier for the roaming zombies on the street to notice, they would have gone to steal money there long ago. Anyway, once the tools were applied, the iron sheet box offered almost no resistance. It was like four strong men facing a defenseless girl, they could take whatever they wanted, right?
But because the four of them were a relatively conspicuous target, they were afraid of being surrounded by a large group of zombies in the small ATM booths, so they could only venture deep into these smaller business halls with relatively easy-to-pry-open doors to steal money.
“Phew… my arm is sore, Lao San, you take over. I’ll take a break and have a cigarette.” Lu Mazi, who was squatting in front of the security door, trying his best to tinker with the lock, let out a long breath, feeling that his patience was gradually being exhausted. He turned his head and said to the man behind him who was holding a toothpick, wearing camouflage overalls, and playing with a playing card in his hand.
“…”. Lao San rolled his eyes, inserted the playing card in his hand into his chest pocket, and wordlessly stood up from in front of the backpacks they had placed together. He walked to the security door and continued the work that Lu Mazi had been doing.
Lu Mazi was notorious for being lazy and slippery. If the four of them hadn’t happened to be together playing mahjong when the virus broke out, they would rarely have the chance to meet often when they were busy with their own things, and of course, they wouldn’t have to bring him along to team up to “pick up money” like they were doing now.
These four people had once been a criminal gang that partnered up to commit crimes a long time ago. Later, because friction and conflicts often arose between them, and the police increased their efforts to crack down on crimes such as theft and pickpocketing for a while, they slowly disbanded for safety reasons and then went their separate ways.
Until, after wandering around for several years, the four of them coincidentally ran into each other again in Qingshui City, so they formed a group, and when they had nothing to do, they would organize a game of mahjong or drink a little wine together, just to pass the time. However, because their respective “businesses” had developed separately, the conflicts between the four people were fundamentally resolved. After all, the thing that connects people is always interest, and after the four people separated, there was no longer any conflict of interest, so they were no longer as hostile as before.
But these past few days, because the four people had teamed up and cooperated again, some legacy issues had been exposed again. Lu Mazi’s character was the least likable among the four, because he always tried to push the things he should do to others, thinking about hiding aside and reaping the benefits. But which of the people who do this kind of work isn’t cunning? Who can’t see through his little tricks?
It’s just that the other three are all men, and no one went to break down the problem in detail with him. More often than not, they turned a blind eye to Lu Mazi’s laziness and slipperiness.
“Lao San, hide away after you open the door. There are also people inside who have turned into zombies, don’t get hurt.” Cui Lin, who was holding a stun gun in one hand and a machete in the other, was standing by the counter window, staring at the female teller inside who had turned into a zombie. He watched as she pressed a swollen and deformed cyan-purple face against the glass, excitedly baring her teeth at him, and her blue-black tongue left trails of sticky marks with secretions of an unknown color on the glass.
If it weren’t for this zombie virus, most people might never see that humans can have such an ugly and disgusting side.
“… Okay.” Lao San, who was buried in his work, frowned and responded. He certainly knew that with the emergence of huge benefits, there must be extremely difficult-to-avoid risks. But what day in their line of work wasn’t spent living in fear? But there was no way around it, he had already tried other ways of living, and it was because they were all unsatisfactory that he was forced to take the path of a pickpocket. No matter what, first of all, this line of work is very free when you’re not caught, and you can also get money without suffering that kind of inhuman humiliation. To be honest, he was already very satisfied.
Although he also knew that people like him were always like street rats in the public’s eyes, compared to decent jobs where you lose your self-esteem and don’t earn money, he would rather be a pickpocket who is reviled by others, at least that way he would live more comfortably.
The door was quickly pried open in Lao San’s hands. But he didn’t open the door directly, but first put the tools into the backpacks of the others. Then he waved to Gou Ge, who was standing guard at the door for the others, signaling that the other three were ready.
“Mazi, go open the door. Let Xiao Linzi cover you by your side.” The rule they had set was that whoever’s turn it was to pry the door, would be responsible for opening it, because everyone was unsure about what would appear inside the door, and this arrangement would be fairer.
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