If you can’t protect your own food, what does it have to do with us?

No!"

After saying that, he became gentle again and pulled Zhang Kaiyang next to him: "Let's go, we still have things to do, let's ignore these irrelevant people."

"good!"

The two of them left together, with Song Yi staying behind.

"It doesn't matter. Listen, if you use her, I will be an insignificant person.

Fan Qing, you really deserve to die..."

No matter how much people cursed her, she remained silent and slammed the door.

The sound was isolated at the back and was indeed very noisy.

Jiang Yuan noticed that Zhang Kaiyang was a little unhappy, probably because he had heard what Fan Yao said.

Alas, we are young! A few people dare not waste time.

Hurry down and check the situation, and then remove the door.

There was no one on the several lower floors, so they decided not to remove the door on the nineteenth floor.

By the way, you can lock that up as well, which is an extra layer of protection.

As they walked along, they found that there were only eight households occupied in the entire building, including theirs.

There are estimated to be more than twenty bodies left.

"Let's take down the doors on the sixteenth and seventeenth floors, and also take down the front door and install it."

Zhang Kaiyang looked at Fan Qing's small notebook and felt that these two layers were the most suitable.

"Okay, but do we need to deal with the bodies in advance?"

Jiang Yuan feels that next year will be a problem. If some people can’t stand being hungry now, they might have some bad ideas.

"Well, burn it then."

"It's fine to burn it, but where should we burn it? It's not suitable inside the building. There are so many people here."

Zhang Kaiyang was not talking nonsense, his goal was really too big.

People who are alive today also burn some firewood to keep warm, but the meaning is completely different.

"Then go downstairs!"

"downstairs!"

"downstairs!"

Several people were a little surprised, and found Song Yi's words a little unbelievable.

"Brother Song, it's snowing outside now. If we go out, we'll have a place.

But, that group of people won’t get excited!”

“What Zhang Kaiyang said is correct, the situation down there isn’t very good either, it’s snowing and the humidity is already high.

It's still raining, and it's not wise to leave it downstairs."

Song Yi disagreed. He said this after careful consideration.

"It's okay, we can just get some gasoline over there."

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?"

They all have gasoline at home.

"With some furniture and stuff, we can start a fire. Let's not waste any time. Let's hurry up."

We just did it, luckily there were a lot of people around.

They didn't want to cause too much trouble, and being able to burn the person was already a good deed.

Just go to each floor and throw the "people" down.

"Mianmian, go check on these people to see if they have anything to eat.

There's no one here anyway, so we can find as much as we can."

Ye Mianmian heard it and followed suit.

"That's what I was thinking just now, Sister Yuan. I'll go find it and we can share it later."

"I'll help you!"

Fan Qing was not to be outdone and joined in the work.

The people in the building opposite didn't understand what was going on. They were shaking with fear when they saw so many people being thrown down from Building 13.

When we reached the tenth floor, Lu Chao also came out.

"Well, what are you doing?"

"These people are dead, we want to burn them."

"So that's how it is. I was scared to death."

If I didn't know them, I would probably be scared.

Soon they were all thrown away, and I even picked out some furniture and threw it down, because it wouldn't work without wood.

After finishing, Ye Mianmian and Fan Qing sent back the found items.

Not many, but there are some.

This cannot be shown outside, as it may make people jealous.

The rest of the people came down and put everything together. It didn't matter if they piled up.

Place some wood or something like that around it and sprinkle gasoline on it.

Song Yi took a lighter, and under everyone's gaze, he lit a piece of clothing and threw it into the crowd.

In an instant, the flames connected.

The effect of gasoline is really very good.

Within five minutes, there was a raging fire here.

The thick black smoke will surely scare many people.

"If we do this, many people will probably gossip about us."

"That's right. I guess after we're done today, we'll be demonized."

After all, so many people were gone, burned to death.

The rest of the people who are unaware of the situation would probably think that they were the ones who killed someone and destroyed the body.

"Look, the bad reputation of Building 13 has spread."

Jiang Yuan was half joking, feeling a little helpless.

"It's better this way, to make them scared and stay away."

Ye Mianmian said angrily that she was always harassed by everyone and there were bloodshed and sacrifices every time. She was a little tired.

No one went back and just waited until all these things were burned.

The heavy snow continued to fall, and the black ground was soon covered.

"Let's go!"

Only after making sure there was nothing wrong did everyone go back.

"Let's go back and have something to eat, then come over and remove the door and install it."

She was indeed a little hungry, and Ye Mianmian took out the things she had just found.

Although it’s not much, each family can get a little.

The happiest person was Liang Kang. He didn't expect that there was food. He was almost moved to tears.

Jiang Yuan returned home, asked Qin Yue to cook some noodles for everyone, and then went downstairs.

As a veteran, Jiang Xingzhi naturally took the lead, and Song Yi didn't let him do everything.

Basically, it's my dad who gives the orders and does the work.

After a whole afternoon of clanging and noisy work, the doors on the 20th and 21st floors were finally installed.

In addition to the unified partition doors in the community, there is also an entrance door, all of which are installed.

There are not just one key, but several.

Jiang Yuan originally thought that she would need to use the lock in the space, but it turned out that she didn't need to worry about it at all!

The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier. Inspired by 0902, she decided to get a big iron pot and burn some firewood to keep warm.

We had some at home, but they were all useless, so we went to other people's homes.

Ye Mianmian also took one back and prepared to light some charcoal.

“To be honest, I’m afraid that the little oil I have is not enough.

Grandma is in poor health, so she has to plug in the electric blanket every day."

"Well, that's what happens when you get older. Just be careful."

Jiang Yuan's parents are also elderly, and she is also very worried.

Then there is Xiao Nuan, the child’s resistance is even weaker.

Fortunately, the little guy was quite resilient and did not get sick.

"By the way, Sister Yuan, what did Fan Yao do in Room 1202 today?

Fan Qing's face didn't look good, so I didn't even dare to ask. "

"What can she do? That family is full of men, and she doesn't even know them well. What good can come of it?"

(End of this chapter)