At this time, someone suggested that after Qin Shuai's pistol was seized, the various parts of the pistol and the bullets could be disassembled into several parts and handed over to several people that everyone trusted for safekeeping. If there was an invasion by outsiders, they could just reassemble them. This idea was recognized by many people, but when discussing who would play as the forward, everyone fell silent. After all, no one could guarantee that Qin Shuai's bullets would not hit them, and in the end, nothing was done.

Everyone still felt that Yan Ping's pistol could not hurt anyone while they were hiding at home, and they would naturally not take it to heart unless the evil befell them. However, if they were to deal with Yan Ping now, they would most likely be beaten to death by Yan Ping. Naturally, no one wanted to be the first to take action at this time. Zou Jian and others who had a grudge against Qin Shuai were not in a hurry, so why should they be in a hurry?

Soon, the group started chatting about other things. It was inevitable to play the victim and pretend to be poor. In this way, what if someone sympathized with them and lent them some food? Even if no one lent them food, it would prevent others from worrying about it, right? There were several horrific cannibalism incidents in the neighborhood next door recently, but no one in the group mentioned it tacitly. They were very quiet about such things. If it had happened before the snowstorm, everyone would have discussed it as anecdotes. However, in the current situation, they were very afraid that they would become the protagonist or food in cannibalism in the near future.

"Knock, knock, knock~" There was a knock on Li Mu's door. Xu Ling and the other two had just left, and the footsteps were different from those of Xu Ling and the other two. He couldn't help but frown. At this time when everyone is in danger, who would come to see him?