Taking this opportunity, I posted the fishing photos that I had photoshopped before the cold wave hit the group chat.
In the picture.
Outside the window, the cold wind howled and heavy snow fell.
On the dining table inside the house.
Steaming hot white rice, braised beef with potatoes, winter melon and pork rib soup, stir-fried vegetarian delicacies, and stir-fried crayfish!
"These are my four dishes for today. May I ask what your four dishes are? Well, you're practically half-buried, there's no need for you to waste food."
Today is the fourth day!
Most households have started to make consumption plans, setting fixed daily portions and eating little by little.
Wang Deqiang, on the other hand, went out every day to socialize and indulge in debauchery.
Although they were rich, the little food they had at home wasn't even enough to feed cockroaches; they were already starving and dizzy.
He was shivering from the cold, and only temporarily forgot his hunger thanks to the stimulating effect of the meth numbing his nerves.
But after being provoked by Liu Kai and seeing the tempting food in the photo, his eyes lit up.
They even felt like the food was right in front of them, and started licking their phone screens.
Liang Fuhe naturally saw the picture as well.
Swallowing enviously, he took another deep look at Liu Kai's group nickname: Building 3, 10th Floor, No. 2.
But he didn't know that this was Liu Kai's true purpose.
Apartment 2 on the 10th floor of Building 3 has long been an empty house, except for an empty cardboard box and a bomb ready to be detonated.
This photo not only appeared in the homeowners' group chat, but also in Liu Kai's WeChat Moments.
Only Lin Xiaorou can see it.
The next thing to do is wait for the fish to take the bait!
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