The words fell.
Everyone's eyes were on him.
The decorator who spoke swallowed nervously and stared at the door.
Trying to hear a response from inside the gate.
After half a minute, someone finally couldn't help but urge:
"It looks like she won't open the door."
"Why don't you go get the tools from my house? While the power is still on, you can run a cable from the second floor to saw the door. Once the power goes out, it will be exponentially more difficult to break in."
Seeing this, everyone agreed.
Urge him to go home and get a chainsaw.
But he stood there motionless, staring into the door with his eyes and a frown.
"Why!"
Finally, a sigh came out of his mouth, and he looked up to meet everyone's gaze:
"If I could really get a chainsaw, why would I be making threats here?"
"It's fine to do renovations, but the chainsaw is in the car. If you want to use it, you have to take it out of the car."
"But my car...is frozen in the parking space behind our building."
Following his explanation, a look of disappointment appeared on everyone's faces.
But when she heard that the car was frozen in the parking space behind the building, property manager Liu Xiuniang's eyes suddenly lit up.
He excitedly grabbed the decorator's arm and asked:
"Then do you know the location?"
"It's a big snowstorm outside, but as long as you remember the location, I think you can get the chainsaw up that way."
The decorator was grabbed by the arm by Liu Xiuniang, and his heart tightened. But when he heard that she was just asking about his location, he nodded repeatedly:
"I know."
"That's my parking space, of course I know it."
"Come on! Two people, come with us. Once we get the chainsaw, she won't be able to open the door."
Liu Xiuniang turned around and called two strong men, then shouted to Jiang Jin who was behind the alloy door.
An obvious threat.
But Jiang Jin sat behind the door as steady as a rock.
No response at all.
Leng Feng listened and asked Jiang Jin:
"Do we need to open the door and warn them?"
"If there are dozens of them, I should be able to knock them all down."
As he spoke, Leng Feng clenched his fists, his eyes revealing a strong sense of confidence.
If someone else said it, Jiang Jin might think he was bragging.
But Leng Feng was talking about Jiang Jinxin!
Because before her rebirth, she had seen Leng Feng fighting against multiple opponents more than once.
The most he once killed by himself was twenty-five icebreakers roaming on the ice with his knife.
You know, the icebreakers in the late apocalypse are all desperate criminals.
It's far from what the group of survivors outside can compare to now.
Fighting fifty is definitely no problem.
"No need." Jiang Jin shook his head and refused:
"Given the hardness of this door, they can't blow it open even with a grenade, let alone a chainsaw."
"I'm afraid the material that the chainsaw is made of is several times less hard than this door. How can it possibly cut through it?"
"And don't open the door these days."
"The doors of our two households are made of the same material. They may not be able to find a solution from me, so they will turn around and look for you."
"I understand." Leng Feng nodded in response.
He went back to the kitchen and started working.
This positive look forms a huge contrast with the cold expression.
Jiang Jin looked at Leng Feng's stern face and smiled secretly in his heart: He suddenly looked forward to it more and more, and he took off his arrogant appearance.
He died too hastily in his previous life and passed away before me.
It's a pity...I didn't get to see him take off his sullen and tsundere disguise.
......
Liu Xiuniang from the property management team came to the door of room 202 with a decorator and two strong men.
The decorator pointed to room 202 and said:
"Our building has two units per floor. If the direction is correct, it's outside the bedroom window of 202."
Liu Xiuniang listened to the decorator's story and nodded heavily:
"I see."
"Knock."
As soon as she finished speaking, a sturdy man behind Liu Xiuniang stepped forward and banged hard on the door with his hand.
The sound of knocking on the door echoed on the second floor.
But soon the door of the second-floor resident who lived opposite opened and a middle-aged woman stuck her head out.
Looking across, when I saw Liu Xiuniang from the property management, I said:
"The family went back to her parents' home before the snowstorm."
"We are all going home together. No one is home right now. Don't knock."
Listening to her story, Property Manager Liu Xiuniang raised her eyebrows slightly.
This is the house in their community.
As a property owner, she has no right to destroy the owner's house.
If they break into the house, when the snowstorm stops, they will come after me, and my family assets won't be enough to pay the compensation.
Thinking of this, she rolled her eyes and said to the decorator:
"If no one is around, just open the door."
The decorator didn't think twice and hit the door handle twice with a hammer.
Just knock the door lock off.
He opened the door and walked into the house with his men in a swagger.
Property manager Liu Xiuniang followed behind with two strong men.
After finding the right position, the two strong men behind Liu Xiuniang carried two huge wooden boards.
The wooden board was smashed down along the open window.
I don't worry at all about whether the car will be damaged.
With a bang.
The wooden board made a dull sound as it fell on the snow. At the same time, the heavy snow was hit by the wooden board and sank several dozen centimeters.
The second board was not smashed down. Liu Xiuniang stood behind the decorator and said:
"You jump onto the first plank, and then I have them pass the plank down from above, and you can control the direction of the plank to land where you want it to land."
"It's easy to open the car door."
The decorator responded and jumped directly onto the formwork.
Because he was standing next to the window, this jump caused him to fall more than half a meter, and with the wooden board pressing down on the snow, he fell another half a meter.
The man was shaken to his knees.
Kneeling on the wooden board.
The snow around him also slid down along the wooden board because of his jumping.
The snow covered the wooden board all around and flowed to his knees, covering them more than ten centimeters high.
Fortunately, the snow around did not continue to gather.
Otherwise, he would probably be covered by the snow that was more than one meter high all around him.
The decorator struggled to stand up from the snowstorm, turned around and waved at the second-floor window.
The two strong men above handed out wooden boards from the window.
The decorator picked up the board and threw it aside.
Another wave of snow rushed towards the wooden board.
Facing the snowstorm, the decorator could only feel his body temperature rapidly disappearing.
Especially after the snow shoveling tools were also thrown down.
He shoveled snow in the blizzard and felt the outline of his bike below.
By the time his hand touched the trunk of the car, his body was already somewhat unconscious.
Then he shouted loudly toward the window:
"Come down and help me, I can't open the trunk!"
The sound fell, and the people on the second floor could not hear it clearly.
But it can happen several times.
Liu Xiuniang, who was guarding the window, whispered:
"You two go and help him one by one, and when you get the food, share more with the people who are going down to help."
There is the temptation of food.
The two people who were originally reluctant suddenly became interested.
As the chainsaw was taken out of the trunk.
Liu Xiuniang and three decorators returned to the first floor.
The power strip came down from the second floor. The decorator connected the wires and gave Jiang Jin an ultimatum:
"I'll give you thirty seconds."
"Open the door and let us in. Otherwise, we won't leave you a single drop of rice after we break in!"
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