Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

After the gunshot, Xu Hao's pupils constricted and his body suddenly went limp.

Zhang Yi's shot did not hit his head, but just passed by his ear.

This shot scared Xu Hao out of his wits!

He sat on the ground, breathing heavily.

"Brother Zhang, don't kill me, everything I said is true!"

Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes, slowly squatted down, stared into Xu Hao's eyes and asked, "Give me an explanation that satisfies me. Make me believe that you are not working with Wang Siming to set a trap to harm me! Then you still have a chance to survive."

Xu Hao took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down.

He said, "Because compared to going against you, following you gives me a chance to survive, right?"

"I've seen your methods. I'm not stupid enough to become your enemy. In comparison, Wang Siming, who has been living in the shelter, is much easier to deal with."

"What's more," Xu Hao gritted his teeth and said, "Compared to you, I hope that bastard Wang Siming will die!"

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes.

"Oh, aren't you friends?"

"Friends? Haha!"

There was resentment and bitterness in Xu Hao's smile.

"He and I are not friends at all! In his eyes, I'm probably no different from a dog!"

Xu Hao explained the relationship between the two to Zhang Yi.

"Our Xu family is considered a wealthy and powerful family in Tianhai City. My father's listed company is worth billions. Logically speaking, I should be considered one of the most famous young masters in Tianhai City, right?"

"But after Wang Siming returned from abroad, the landscape of the rich second-generation community in Tianhai City completely changed."

"The Wang family's wealth and background far surpass ours!"

"In front of others, I am the wealthy Mr. Xu. But in his eyes, I am nothing at all."

Zhang Yi smiled slightly and said with interest, "I do remember Wang Siming saying something like, 'I don't care whether my friends are rich or not. They're not as rich as me anyway.'"

Xu Hao nodded, "Yes, that's the truth."

Zhang Yi was a little confused.

"You hate him just because he's richer than you?"

"No, you don't understand our circle at all!"

Xu Hao shook his head and began to explain to Zhang Yi.

"The Xu family is in the building materials business, and the Wang family is our biggest financial backer. In other words, our entire family depends on the Wang family for their livelihood."

"So as soon as Wang Siming comes back, I have to do my best to curry favor with him and please him."

Xu Hao's eyes were filled with humiliation and his fists were clenched.

A rich young man who has been pampered for more than 20 years has to be humble and try to please others all day long. He must feel humiliated inside.

"Even if he fell in love with my woman, I wouldn't dare to complain at all. I had to send her to his bed myself!"

Xu Hao's face turned red with excitement.

"That's my woman, my woman! If he says one word, I have to give her to him to play with!"

"Not just once, but several times, many times!"

"Do you know that because of this incident, I have become a laughing stock in the entire second-generation circle in Jiangnan?"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows and felt a little touched by this.

A well-known second-generation rich man in Jiangnan, in order to please an even richer second-generation man, gave away his girlfriends many times.

How is this behavior different from that of a pimp?

No wonder Xu Hao was so excited.

Speaking of women, Zhang Yi asked curiously, "I've heard that Wang Siming's biggest hobby is beautiful women. Some even say he's had tens of thousands of girlfriends. Is that true?"