Zombie Apocalypse: Reborn With A Farming Space novel Chapter 173

The woman's voice was cold and sharp as she said, "If you want to eat, then go kill zombies yourself. All you know is how to eat and complain—what good are you, really?"

The moment the young man heard her words, he was enraged. He stood up and stormed toward her.

Seeing him walking over, the woman knew exactly what he intended—to beat her again like he always did.

In the past, she might have cowered, too afraid to fight back. But that was before she lived through hell, before she killed those men and zombies. Now, fear no longer had a place in her heart.

Before her brother could reach her, she was already on her feet. Her grip tightened around the iron rod in her hand as she watched him raise his arm.

"You bitch! How dare you talk back to me with that attitude? Are you tired of living?" he shouted.

Thud! Crack!

As his hand came down, she swung the iron rod with all her strength. The sound of bones breaking echoed in their ears.

It took the man a moment to register the pain. He looked at his sister with disbelief. He couldn't believe that his once-timid sister had actually fought back and broken his arm.

Clutching his arm in agony, he howled in pain, "Argh!"

Everyone turned when they heard his shout and glared at him. Someone muttered angrily, "If you want to die, go do it alone. Don't drag the rest of us down."

The man writhed in pain on the ground, too overwhelmed by the pain to care about a stranger's words.

While not many people know, the woman knew clearly that his scream would attract zombies. Without hesitation, she grabbed a filthy rag from the ground and shoved it into his mouth.

Gripping his hair, she yanked his head up until their faces were inches apart. Her voice was cold as ice as she warned her in a low voice, "Make another sound, and the next thing I break will be your neck."

The man froze the moment he heard her words, staring at her in shock. He couldn't believe this was the same sister he used to beat without resistance—the same girl who never dared to even look into his eyes when she talked.

When she saw the fear in his eyes, she chuckled and said with disgust, "I can't believe I used to be scared of trash like you."

Then, she shoved him to the ground and turned her gaze to her father.

It took a moment for the old man to come to his senses. When he did, he shouted, "You unfilial daughter! Who gave you the guts to hit your brother?!"

He raised his hand to slap her, but before he could touch her, she caught his arm and pushed him away with ease.