"Is there anyone here who has their period?" Jack turned around, not looking at Gao Chujing, but instead at the two women, William Fang and Jiang Yan. As for Liu Fei, he didn't need to ask; he knew she hadn't, otherwise, she wouldn't have had such a happy time with Thomas Xu last night!
The two women looked at each other in surprise after hearing this, and then shook their heads. Jack shrugged helplessly, but walked to the corner and picked up an empty can. He unscrewed the lid and walked back to everyone. He threw the can on the table in front of him and took out a small but sharp folding knife from his waist. He knocked the can with the back of the knife and said, "Come on, everyone cuts their wrists and puts some blood in. You don't need to fill it up, just half of it will be enough."
"Why... why?" Thomas Leping was the first to stop. He subconsciously took a step back, and grabbed Thomas's wrist very tightly, with an expression of resistance on his face.
"Why, you'll know later. If you don't want to leave, you don't need to put blood." Jack put his hands on the table and looked at Thomas Leping expressionlessly. When he spoke, he gently tossed his right hand, and the small black folding knife flipped in the air and inserted it into the wooden table with a "snatch" sound.
"Brother, do you want to use this blood to attract the attention of the living corpses?" Gao Chujiang saw Jack's intention. When Jack nodded slightly to acknowledge it, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward to pull out the small knife inserted on the table. While aiming at his left wrist, he said fiercely, "If I put more, it will be counted as two shares, including my daughter's."
The small knife without any markings easily slit Gao Chujiang's wrist, and thick dark red blood rushed out in an instant. It must be said that slitting the wrist requires courage. People who are not ruthless will not be able to do it to themselves. Gao Chujiang raised his wrist and frowned tightly, letting his thick dark red blood flow into the bottle. His daughter Gao Yuanyuan was so frightened that she shrank her head behind him, not daring to watch such a scary scene.
"Take this bag." When Gao Chujiang put about the bottom of a bottle of blood, Jack took out a roll of sterile gauze from his pocket and handed it to him. Gao Chujiang nodded gratefully and slowly wrapped the hideous wound with the help of his daughter.
"Which one of you will be next?" Jack placed the knife flat on the mouth of the bottle and scanned the rest of the people one by one.
"I'll do it, it counts as two portions." Gao Hai stepped forward without fear, took the small knife, and swiped it on his wrist casually. When the hot blood poured out, he didn't even frown, and looked at his wrist expressionlessly, as if the thick dark red blood flowing was someone else's.
Jack looked at the stout Gao Hai and remembered Thomas Xu's introduction last night. Gao Hai turned out to be a retired national-level Sanda athlete with a record of running away unscathed against ten living corpses with his bare hands. Thomas Xu seemed to have a very good impression of him, saying that Gao Hai was not only upright but also very loyal, so Thomas Xu had always liked to partner with him to go out to find supplies. The two of them also liked to discuss and exchange experiences when they had nothing to do, and they got along very well.
Gao Hai covered his wrist dripping with hot blood, and stepped back with his wife's distressed expression. William Peng, the former cook here, also came up and poured out his own blood. However, his actions looked very miserable. He even sawed his wrist with a small knife like a tree, which looked horrifying but did not release much blood at the same time.
It was Thomas Xu who couldn't stand it at first. He grabbed the small knife angrily and slapped his wrist hard. Amidst William Peng's shrill screams, his hot blood finally shot straight into the glass bottle and dripped all over the table.
"Hurry up, hurry up, who of you will come next? If you wait any longer, the blood will be gone."
Seeing that the remaining people were all timid and afraid to come forward, he took the knife and tapped the bottle impatiently, then pointed his finger at Thomas Leping, who was hiding behind his woman, and said, "Skinny Monkey, don't hide, you can hide away? Come here, it's all yours."
"What? I...I?" Thomas Liping's face suddenly turned pale. He almost shrank behind William Fang, only half of his head was exposed, and he stammered, "I...I am dizzy with blood. I will definitely faint if I put more blood. I think if they put more blood, the blood will be almost there."
"Okay" Thomas Xu curled his lips and nodded, but while tossing the knife in his hand, he turned to several other people and said loudly, "There is one survivor who voluntarily gave up and followed us. Do you have any of the remaining survivors who voluntarily gave up? Don't waste time. There are many beautiful girls waiting for me and Brother Lin in the building opposite."
"Brother Thomas, I... I'll do it, I'll include my girlfriend." William Jianwei, who was still a student at school, walked up bravely. He had never done anything self-harm in his life. When he took the knife from Thomas Xu's hand, he even... His hands were shaking. He hesitated for a long time while holding the knife. Finally, he looked at Thomas Xu pleadingly and said, "Brother Thomas, I can't do it myself, so why don't you help me? But don't do it like Brother William, his hideous wound is too... too big."
"Hey, I'm happy to help." Thomas Xu took the folded knife with a smile, ran to the opposite side and clamped William Jianwei's arm. He only made a cut of about two or three centimeters with the knife, but the hot blood rushed out quickly without hesitation.
"Scratch...scratch it? Why doesn't it hurt?" William Jianwei's closed eyes opened slightly, but he was surprised to find that blood was already bleeding from his wrist, and he only felt a little cold on his wrist without any pain at all.
"Ha, I'm a master. Didn't you hear Master Xing say that as long as your sword is fast enough, he won't die before he digs out the opponent's heart?" Thomas Xu raised his eyebrows proudly. Jack's folded knife was spinning rapidly between his fingers, and he was playing with one fancy knife after another.
"Brother Xu, I... I don't need to let go, right? If I hurt my wrist, I won't be able to serve you properly." Liu Fei was wearing her blue shirt and looking at Thomas Xu with a flattering face. It was probably because Thomas Xu was playing rough with her last night. The original black trousers were torn by him, and now Liu Fei could only helplessly bare her two pure white thighs. The sexy leopard print panties were looming under the shaking of her shirt, and her feet were pitifully wearing a pair of black flat shoes.
"Forget it, why did I sleep with you?" Thomas Xu waved his hand impatiently, then shook the can bottle in his hand, looking at one-third of the thick dark red blood liquid inside, and turned to Jack and said, "Brother Lin, is that enough?"
"Let's make do." Jack nodded and stood up, took the glass bottle from Thomas Xu's hand, briefly explained the matter to everyone, and finally said, "This bottle of blood can only buy us three to five minutes, so we must be fast no matter what. As for you two women, Liu Fei and Jiang Yan, although it is four or five meters high here, you can just jump down if you wait, and we men will catch you below. Okay, let's get started."
"Brother Lin, Brother Lin, what about us? You haven't mentioned us yet. What should we do?" Thomas Liping was anxious now and hurriedly stepped forward to look at Jack, but Thomas Xu walked over and pushed him away. He sneered and said, "What Brother Lin said at the beginning wasn't clear enough? Don't go out without letting go of blood. If you want to go out, you have to do your best. You gave up the opportunity yourself."
"Then... let's let the blood go." Thomas Liping hesitated for a long time with a mournful face, then turned to William Fang and said, "Xiao Fang, you know that I am sick of the blood, do you think you can count my share?"
"Okay... okay" William Fang frowned and looked at Thomas Liping, nodded slightly, bit his lower lip and walked to the table.
"Huh?" Thomas Xu suddenly stretched out his hand to block William Fang's hand from taking the knife, and said disdainfully to Thomas Liping, "I'm sorry, you thought we were from the Red Cross? Come and leave when you want? This eldest sister has never expressed her opinion, so she can follow us. As for you, in the spirit of humanitarianism, we will pray for you when we get to the other side."
"Big man, please don't embarrass him, okay? I...I can put a little more blood for him."
Thomas Liping was so frightened that he almost fainted when he heard Thomas Xu's words. William Fang also grabbed Thomas Xu's arm anxiously and looked at him with a pleading look. It could be seen that although this woman with a northern accent only met Thomas Liping here, judging from her anxious expression from the bottom of her heart, she probably really liked this somewhat cowardly man.