Lin Lang and his men quickly went down to the roof of Daxing City. The hole Lin Lang dug was just above the one he had dug before, which saved a lot of time.

"Wait here for me, I'll go see if there are any supplies."

Lin Lang went down first to collect a wave of supplies, and after considering the carrying capacity of each sled, he found that there were still several tons of supplies left for the team members to move.

"You guys move all the supplies here upstairs. I'll go see if there's anything worth taking from other floors."

Lin Lang sent someone to the supermarket, and she herself put all the clothes, shoes, socks and maternal and child products upstairs into the space.

There were still a lot of semi-finished frozen goods in the freezers in the restaurants on the seventh and eighth floors. Lin Lang didn't hesitate to put all of these things into the space. He had wanted to put them away last time, but this time he finally put them in.

After packing up everything upstairs, I found a big backpack and put some milk powder and diapers in it.

After moving all the supplies out with the team members, Lin Lang asked Wang Qiang to lead the team back.

"Wang Qiang, you lead the team back first. I have other things to do. Be careful on the road."

After Lin Lang finished speaking, he drove away alone on a sled.

When she went out in the morning, Lin Lang asked Chen Lei for the address of her uncle's house as she wanted to ask about Chinese herbal medicine.

When he arrived at the uncle's house, the door was open. Lin Lang smelled a hint of blood in the cold air, and his heart skipped a beat.

When he pushed the door open, he saw his uncle's grandson, Sun Yan, lying on the ground, his life or death unknown. His uncle Sun Zheng was lying on the sofa beside him, his face full of despair.

Lin Lang, anxious, hurried over. He squatted down, sniffed his breath, and felt a little relieved. Then he helped Sun Yan up and helped him sit on the sofa.

"Uncle, what happened?"

Sun Zheng's hands were shaking, tears streaming down his face, and he looked very sad. "Girl, my grandson was beaten by a group of people because of me. I watched them beat him to the ground, punch after punch..."

Uncle Sun slapped himself hard in the face a few times, "It's all my fault. If we weren't family, I would have given half of the supplies you gave me to Xiao Yan to deliver to his aunt. But somehow it leaked out and someone stole it and brought it home."

Sun Zheng blamed himself deeply when he thought that he had harmed his own grandson like this because of his concern for his own flesh and blood.

Sun Zheng was about to slap himself again, but Lin Lang stopped him with an extremely serious expression.

She didn't expect that the supplies she gave to Uncle Sun would bring such a disaster.

A hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, and she asked in a low voice: "Uncle, did you see clearly who it was?"

Uncle Sun shook his head. “Those people were dressed so tightly, even their heads and eyes were covered. It was impossible to tell who they were.”

After listening to Sun Zheng's narration, Lin Lang had a bold guess in his mind, that is, it was Uncle Sun's sister and her family who robbed the Sun family.

In the apocalypse, countless people have sold their wives and children for food. Now, Uncle Sun is injured, and Sun Yan is powerless. These two, who depend on each other for survival, suddenly receive a generous amount of supplies. This is simply a fat sheep in the eyes of some people. Furthermore, this group of people came to Sun Yan's house and only knocked him unconscious, which is completely inconsistent with the behavior of apocalyptic robbers.

"Besides you two, who else knows about sending supplies to your relatives?" Lin Lang glanced at Sun Yan and asked Uncle Sun.

"That shouldn't be the case. Xiao Yan is a steady person..." Uncle Sun said as his eyes widened. "You mean, my sister?"

Lin Lang remained silent, simply staring at Uncle Sun.

"Hmm..." Sun Yan groaned, slowly opening his eyes. A woman in an orange-red polar mountaineering suit appeared before him. Her eyes were calm, and her face was pale and unfrostbitten. She was whispering something to Grandpa, looking serious.

Sun Yan's heart skipped a beat.

"Yes, and they know. How could the world become like this? She's my own sister!" Uncle Sun couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of the scene of his grandson being knocked unconscious.

"Grandpa, it was my aunt's family. Before I was knocked unconscious, one of them had a faint smell of medicine on him.

Huanyunsan is a frostbite medicine I personally made. Last time, my aunt's cousin had frostbite on his face and came to me. I made it myself."

Sun Yan knew that his grandfather was sentimental, but now it was the end of the world. His grandfather treated them as family, but did they ever treat his grandfather as a family member?

Ever since the extreme cold, my aunt's family has always been asking for this and that under various pretexts. If it weren't for Grandpa, he wouldn't bother paying attention to that family of blood-sucking worms.

"Grandpa, let's leave here." Sun Yan persuaded Uncle Sun to leave.

Where to go outside? It's freezing cold outside. Without cold-proof clothes, you will be frozen to death in less than half an hour if you go out.

"Go? Where do you want to go?" Five or six people came in noisily outside the door.

"Sun Yan, you quack, my father died this morning after taking the medicine you prescribed, you murderer!" A man with cold and sinister eyes and a cunning face appeared at the door.

"Huang Jiefu, what are you doing here?" Sun Yan stood up and stood in front of Lin Lang and Sun Zheng.

"What are you doing? Your medicine poisoned my father and I'm here to settle the score with you!"

"Impossible, I only gave you ordinary typhoid medicine."

"What's possible or not? If you kill my dad, you have to pay me!"

The man's intention was obvious: he just wanted compensation, and the greed in his eyes was undisguised. The people following him all had murderous glares in their eyes.

"Don't even think about it. The medicine I prescribe will never kill anyone, unless you gave the patient something he shouldn't have."

Sun Yan believed that he was doing the right thing and directly rejected the man's request.

When the man heard what Sun Yan said, a trace of guilt flashed across his face, but he soon found that Sun was lying on the sofa in the room.

Evil thoughts arose in his heart, and he immediately called people to rush into the house.

"Damn it, why am I even talking to you? Bring me 100 kilograms of rice, and I'll let you go. Otherwise..."

The man gritted his teeth, a murderous look on his face, and pointed a kitchen knife at Sun Yan.

"No!" Sun Yan replied through gritted teeth.

"Damn it, Brother Jie, I clearly saw him sneaking out last night. There must be something wrong." A voice behind the man said.

"Sun Yan, I advise you to spend money to avoid disaster, otherwise I will send you to see your short-lived father."

"Did I tell you? You saw it too. My house was just robbed. What else could happen?" Sun Yan said unhappily.

"That woman behind is pretty, how about..."

Another burst of lewd laughter echoed from behind the man. He tilted his head to glance at Linlang, a sickening look of lust appearing on his face.

Wow, such a fair and tender face, I haven’t seen it for a long time, and long legs that even polar cold-proof clothing can’t hide.

"Since you have nothing, then take her..." The man chuckled and pointed the kitchen knife in his hand at Lin Lang.

Before the man could finish his words, a sword flashed, and the man fell to the ground with his hand and sword, and blood splattered all over Sun Yan's face.

"I'm not used to having a knife pointed at me"

Lin Lang's face was frosty.

When the others saw the man's hand had been chopped off, they panicked and wanted to escape.