Night fell, and the rain continued, but it was much lighter than in the previous days, and the water level stopped rising.
A dozen or so dark figures jumped into the water, clutching pieces of wood; their target was Building 17.
The old woman said that everyone in Building 17 could eat their fill, with meat and vegetables, which tempted them. Why should Building 17, which was in the same community, be able to live a good life?
One by one, the thugs stood up from the living room on the tenth floor of Building 17, and the leader took out a kitchen knife tucked into his waistband.
"Brothers, grab it!" With his shout, a flashlight suddenly shone brightly, shining directly into his face. The man was blinded and could barely open his eyes. "Who! Who's there!"
"Your father." Zhao Hu came down the stairs angrily, holding a spear made by Fang Zhiyi, which was a combination of a mop handle and a kitchen razor.
When the people who came saw that there was only one person, they couldn't help but show a fierce look. But they were stunned for a moment. Many more people appeared behind Zhao Hu, and the stairs were soon filled. Judging from the sound, there were still people coming down the stairs.
"You, you all..."
"The Sun family only told you we have food here, but they didn't tell you we're very united?" Zhao Hu sneered.
"you..."
"Beat them to death!" someone shouted.
The group at the front charged forward, brandishing their homemade spears. Some of the panicked invaders turned and ran. Faced with an opponent who outnumbered them and was better equipped, they had lost their will to fight.
"What's the panic! We've killed people before! Can't you see these guys' hands are shaking?" the leader shouted.
He was right. Unlike these people, most of the residents of Building 17 had never had blood on their hands, and they were somewhat afraid even when facing these robbers.
The man's shouts brought his accomplices back to their senses, and they began to confront the residents of Building 17 with knives in hand.
"What are you standing there for? Go! There's food, drink, and women!" The man's face was contorted, his eyes gleaming like those of a vicious wolf.
But no sooner had he finished speaking than an axe spun and flew over, striking him squarely in the face. The man, who had been trying to bolster morale, fell backward into the water, splashing a large spray of water.
For a moment, everyone was stunned, staring at the figure in the hallway.
"Why waste your breath on them? Don't tell me you feel sorry for these guys." Fang Zhiyi clapped her hands.
Zhao Hu roared, "Go!"
With Fang Zhiyi taking the initiative, they finally mustered up their courage.
Fang Zhiyi didn't make any further moves. He was observing. The young and strong men in Zhao Hu's guards were more decisive than the others. From initial hesitation to later smoothness, it seemed they had overcome that hurdle.
Of the thugs who came from Building 14, only a few managed to swim back. Upon seeing the corpses before them, many of them vomited.
"Don't throw up, or you'll go hungry." Fang Zhiyi said casually, but someone actually covered their mouth tightly.
"Tsk, you guys were pretty ruthless when it came to killing people in the original story, how come I'm the good guy now?" Fang Zhiyi muttered, then turned around and went home to sleep.
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