"Why say so much? Just kill him!"
"I've been annoyed with him for a long time. Such a hot day, and he measures temperature so slowly!"
"Such a dawdler!"
A man had earthy brown energy flowing from his fingertips, directly aiming at Hong Yu.
Being in the safe base doesn't mean they are good people.
In a post-apocalyptic world, those who get by moderately well are usually not good people.
Good people tend to die young.
But someone like him, provoking for no reason yet still surviving, is also a skill.
He doesn't blatantly cause trouble; in such chaos, killing someone basically goes unpunished.
No one cares if a body was killed by a monster or a superpower user.
Hong Yu looked extremely shy, easily seen as a pushover.
Some people just like bullying those without power.
But they have other aims, they are targeting Hong Yu.
From the start till now, the few people picking on Hong Yu all knew each other, taking turns speaking.
They formed a circle, enclosing Hong Yu inside.
