Chapter 110 Automatic Silence, Information Blockage
Then He Rui looked at the four big men, who fell to the bottom of the stairs one after another like dominoes.
It was a pretty bad fall.
One by one they screamed in pain, their faces grimacing. They looked at him angrily and cursed even more foully.
He Rui looked at the miserable looks of those people and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Very happy.
This is another long-lost moment of heartfelt happiness, apart from the recent incidents of Ji Changqing cooking and Ji Changqing tearing down the door.
He arrogantly stared at the four guys who were driven crazy by his laughter, and then climbed up and continued to pick a fight without fear of pain.
I feel sorry for it.
Because the gas mask covered his entire face and his eyes were blocked by the dark lenses, those people could not see his mocking look at this moment.
Otherwise, he really wanted to piss these guys off to death with his provocative expression.
He stepped back a few more steps and retreated to the platform in the middle of the stairs, creating some distance and slightly moving his stiff wrists.
I really didn't expect that four neighbors, three young men and one middle-aged man, would be so easy to deal with.
He was not hurt at all because he dodged quickly and had a weapon in his hand, so the other party could hardly get close to him.
Of course, if he was really caught at close range, he would probably be in big trouble.
After all, strength is his shortcoming.
In other aspects, such as physical skills and endurance, he is very strong.
Daily exercise also pays off.
He Rui believed that these people would be exhausted before he had the strength to swing the baton and had to pull out a gun to protect himself.
So he is not afraid and has a very stable mentality.
Looking at these guys, He Rui felt that he should thank these bad neighbors for helping him regain his confidence.
Suddenly I began to understand why Ji Changqing liked to pinch people. After he beat his neighbor with a stick, he also felt that bullying and beating up bad neighbors was quite stress-relieving.
He Rui looked down at the guys who were about to rush up to attack him again, and threatened coldly, "Don't be so shameless. If you attack me again, I will break all your bones."
"Fuck XXXXXXX, I XXXX, I can't deal with you today, you little bastard, I'm going to fuck you XXXXXXX, brothers come on!"
The leading neighbor swore foul language again, completely ignoring He Rui's well-intentioned warning, and approached with a ferocious look on his face, apparently not wanting to let him go.
He Rui clicked his tongue and continued to beat people unilaterally.
Fight and retreat at the same time.
A hero can't stand up to four hands, let alone eight. He Rui was hit several times, but for some reason he didn't feel any pain.
He was chased by the other party and retreated nearly a whole flight of stairs, almost reaching the second floor.
Suddenly, I felt that the baton started to feel wrong, as if it was a little loose.
Originally, the baton was three sections of staff combined into one.
With a swing, the stick is taken out, the tail of the stick is deformed by the force, and the buckle is locked, and it can be transformed from a short stick the length of a palm into a stick of fifty or sixty centimeters.
But it seemed that because he hit people too many times, the buckle of the three-section staff seemed to be loosened by the vibration.
He Rui thought he was going to be unlucky.
Now if the baton is suddenly retracted, it won’t work if it’s a little shorter.
He relied entirely on the length of his stick to maintain a safe distance. An inch longer meant an inch stronger, an inch shorter meant an inch more dangerous.
Without the threat of weapons, people would pounce on him in an instant.
He Rui threw the baton at the men's faces without hesitation, and with his other hand he pulled out a gun and pointed it at the four men on the stairs who were a few steps lower than him.
Seeing him pull out a pistol, the man, who had just been hit in the face with a baton, leaving a black and red mark on the right side of his face, cursed angrily, "That idiot is definitely not holding a real gun, don't believe it!"
Another young man, clutching his injured arm, glared at him resentfully, encouraging the others. "Right! That little jerk's weapon can't be real! Don't be intimidated by a toy gun. I'll count to one, two, three, and the four of us will attack together."
He Rui nodded repeatedly, cocked the gun, and then agreed on behalf of the other three people, "Okay, okay, let's go together."
As he spoke, he raised his gun and aimed at the man's head.
"This day next year will be the anniversary of your death. If you have any family, please tell me which floor and household you live in. After you die, I will knock on each door and distribute the compensation to your wives and children."
The people opposite him all turned red with anger and glared at him.
But no one dared to step forward, as if he was hesitant because of his calm attitude.
One of them started swearing again.
He Rui fired a shot directly at the head of the guy who started cursing. There was a loud bang in the safe passage. The bullet passed by the side of the other person's head and embedded in the wall behind the four people. Part of the broken wall debris splashed on the four people.
Several people's expressions froze instantly.
Especially the person who was shot in the face just now, he was so scared that he started to tremble and his legs were shaking.
He Rui tilted his head and looked at them, continuing to increase the psychological pressure on them.
He pulled the bolt and said, "Tsk, it missed the target."
"Oh my god!!!" The man he was aiming at screamed with a terrified expression and a crying tone in his voice. He turned around and ran down in panic.
Like a leader, he led the other three people who were frozen in fear, and they all turned around and went downstairs in panic.
He Rui yelled at the other people, "Don't leave!"
Talking alone is not a deterrent, so thinking that he had been exposed anyway, he fired a shot.
It makes no difference whether you fire one shot or two.
He fired another shot at the wall above their heads, stopping the four people from escaping.
He Rui stopped them mainly to ask around and ask if these neighbors knew any useful information.
Plus, he couldn't let these people get ahead of him.
After all, they all live in the same building and go back to the same place. What if these people go back early and want to ambush them?
So he has to go first.
He Rui questioned him.
When we found this group of people, we had no idea what was going on.
The only strange thing he knew about was that his brother Ji did it. He told him that only the building they lived in was very warm, and everywhere else was cold.
He Rui thought it would be better not to say it.
As for shelters, these people have never heard of them and have no idea about them.
After hearing his question, I asked him in return if there was a shelter.
He Rui could only sigh, thinking that it was exactly the same as what Ji Changqing said.
There is really a lack of information after the end of the world.
He was quite discouraged.
I also know that if I have any questions, the person I should ask is Ji Changqing.
But his brother Ji always ignored him. He tried to talk to him seven times, but the other party was too lazy to pay attention to him six times and always treated him as air.
It is really difficult to communicate with his brother Ji.
Moreover, if I were to start looking for a shelter right now and look for a new one in front of my boss, it would be like asking my boss at work if he knew what other departments were offering benefits or if they were hiring. It also didn't seem right.
He Rui gestured to the left with his gun and ordered the men, "Put down your weapons. Open the door to the safety passage on this floor, go inside, close the door, and stay here. Don't come out. Anyone who dares to come out will be shot."
After a scare, and watching the four men go into the corridor and close the door in anger and fear, He Rui picked up two weapons and his baton, turned around and quietly went downstairs.
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