Hearing Lin Yu's exclamation.
Wang Meng pushed Lin Yu two meters away in an instant.
Glanced towards Ozawa.
Finding that the distance was less than ten meters, he became ruthless and rushed towards Xiaoze.
After Ozawa finished typing the barrage and sent it, he suddenly looked up.
Just then I saw Wang Meng rushing towards me.
Behind him, Lin Yu, who reacted belatedly, also ran over.
This made Ozawa secretly shocked.
He threw the two petri dishes on the ground and ran back with his backpack.
But...a backpack full of electric motorcycles is quite heavy.
He has no choice.
I can only drop the backpack when I turn the corner and run up the stairs.
While running, he shouted loudly:
“Murder!”
"Help! You can take some photos of his face and call the police!"
Wang Meng looked at the schoolbag that Xiaoze threw on the ground.
Feeling angry.
He actually wanted others to take a picture of him and post it online.
Insidious villain!
He completely forgot that he was the robber, and even forgot that he was kidnapping, extorting and abusing his wife just a moment ago.
Walking back with schoolbag.
Pick up the two petri dishes.
Wang Meng walked back to Jiang Jin's door step by step.
He winked at Lin Yu.
Lin Yu went straight back behind the stairs and hid.
Make sure the peephole at the door doesn't see him.
at the same time.
Jiang Jin is broadcasting live in the studio, answering some basic questions about keeping warm and the main survival issues that need to be overcome and solved right now.
Suddenly, I saw the 13th level light board Xiaoze's speech floating by:
[Xiao Ze X_X (Fan Sign Level 13): Sister, there are two men waiting at your door, and they seem to want to rob me! 】
Seeing this comment, Jiang Jin frowned slightly.
Take the phone and walk to the first floor above the basement.
Come to the first floor.
Before Jiang Jin could look outside, he heard a violent knock on the door:
"Sister Jiang Jin, I brought the things for you!"
"How do we exchange?"
The voice was obviously that of a young man in his twenties or thirties.
There was no way he could match up with the Ozawa who was a freshman in his memory.
His eyebrows were slightly raised.
This damn thing, won’t it kill Xiaoze?
Thinking of this, the veins on Jiang Jin's forehead couldn't help but throb wildly.
She could clearly feel the blood rushing to her brain.
"I have some things to deal with today, so I'll end the live broadcast first?" Jiang Jin said with a hint of doubt in his tone.
But in fact, the sound of knocking at the door outside can be heard in the live broadcast room:
"Sister Jiang Jin? Are you home?"
Right now.
The comments in the room all tried to persuade Jiang Jin:
[Xiaoxue, the sweet wife of Xin Ding (level 14 of the fan club): Eh? Is this the voice of Brother Ozawa? Can you show us what Brother Ozawa looks like? Quite curious. 】
【.Sijun: Do you really want to give him food? I think the anchor is a very selfish person? Why do I feel like you would promise something nice in the live broadcast room but not actually give it? I guess this is the purpose of shutting down the live broadcast? 】
【Fante: Host, be bold. We are just meeting our fans. Even if the food you give us is small, we won’t say anything. After all, food itself is very precious nowadays. 】
【......】
Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room.
Jiang Jin chuckled.
Don’t let me close the live broadcast room?
"But I don't plan to open the door~" Jiang Jin said slowly.
Using the power of space, he placed ten kilograms of flour outside the door.
A whole bag.
Silently.
As the audience in the live broadcast room were full of confusion, Jiang Jin spoke again and loudly responded to "Xiao Ze" at the door:
"Ten kilograms of flour are already at the door. Just drop the things at the door."
"I'll take it back to my room when I get back empty."
Hear Jiang Jin's response.
Wang Meng, who was standing outside the door, was stunned for a moment.
What's the meaning?
Left it at the door?
Ten kilograms of flour?
Why didn’t I see it?
Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Meng looked down and saw the flour lying flat on the bottom layer of the stairs.
That thing was lying there quietly, why didn’t I see it when I came down?
Also, why didn’t Lin Yu see it either?
Two doubts arose in his mind.
But...what's the point of giving him flour?
If I make the steamed buns now, they will be frozen hard later, right?
The power system cannot always be intact.
Giving something like flour can only solve the hunger problem for a few days at most.
But not long-term.
Even if the snowstorm stops, it will take at least half a month to wait for rescue, right?
Thinking of this, Wang Meng spoke again:
"Sister Jiang Jin, can you give me a little more?"
"Or, how about changing it? I'm a college student, how can I make flour?"
Jiang Jin heard Wang Meng's refusal outside the door.
Sneered in his heart.
At the same time, the audience in the live broadcast room also heard his voice.
Discuss:
[Two bowls of rice a day: It’s true, boys... have been spoiled at home since they were young, who knows how to cook? I guess few of them can even cook instant noodles. 】
[Best Actor Bai: I am dying of laughter. Do you think he is greedy or... funny? It’s true that he doesn’t know how to make white flour. The host is also funny. He gave the boy ten kilograms of flour. Are you supporting him or not? 】
[Don't be sad as the sun is still setting: Host, go and change it for them quickly. Ten kilograms of flour is really too much! I asked why you wanted to shut down the live broadcast. 】
【...】
Jiang Jin looked at the content that popped up in the barrage.
I couldn't help laughing.
"Since the people agree... then I will..."
When Jiang Jin spoke, the ending of his words was drawn out very long.
Just as she walked to the door and was about to open it.
The door to the basement was opened directly!
Leng Feng emerged from the basement with a gun in his hand. He said nervously:
"Drive slowly!"
Hearing Leng Feng's voice, Jiang Jin showed a hint of surprise on his face.
He actually came from next door?
Is this worrying about yourself?
Thinking of this, Jiang Jin felt a faint warmth in his heart.
Perhaps this period of time has been too dull, and my relationship with him has progressed too slowly.
Not even as deep as the emotions in the current period before rebirth?
At least that's what Jiang Jin thought.
When the audience in the live broadcast room heard the strange man's voice, they were immediately shocked!
【Happy Duck: Man? Does the anchor have a man at home? how? Is the queen jealous? 】
[Mr. Ran: The happiness of a rich woman! I want it too. 】
[Sleeping teacher: Taking the opportunity to take down the male college student? Sure enough, the host was teasing Xiao Chuannan! Those ten kilograms of flour were just a joke, the real purpose was not this. 】
【...】
I don’t have time to pay attention to the comments in the live broadcast room.
Jiang Jin nodded at Leng Feng.
Then gently turn the special door handle.
"squeak! 』
The heavy alloy door was opened a crack.
At the same time, Xiaoze looked behind him and saw that Wang Meng was not following him.
Let out a sigh of relief.
When I opened the live broadcast room again, I saw Sister Jiang Jin was about to open the door, and I was anxious.
Edit the message and send:
【Xiao Ze X_X (Fan Sign Level 13): Sister Jiang Jin, please don’t open the door! 】
【Xiao Ze X_X (Fan Sign Level 13): It’s not me outside the door! ! 】
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