What Sun Jingtao said made sense.
Among the crowd of people at the scene, except for Ye Qing who was still in college, the others were all experienced people who had been working in the workplace and in life for many years, and they still understood the basic ways of the world.
And they knew very well that the girl in 3201 had a gun, although they didn't know where she got the gun.
But at least, if they really took advantage of this opportunity today to get in touch with each other, they might have an extra backer in the future.
Tian Jiliang was a smart man. He was the first to take the lead and said,
"Then let's take out Miss Jiang's part first. Brother Tao, everything is up to you."
It must be said that he knew how to speak.
While complimenting Sun Jingtao, he also did not forget to show his identity as the leader among the other people. After
he made such a statement, the others had to follow suit and said, "Well, listen to Brother Tao!"
Sun Jingtao nodded.
Several people did what they said, and got up to move Jiang Yan's supplies separately and put them aside, and then opened the cartons for a second inventory and distribution.
"Honey, Xiaoye and I found some supplies that can be used to bundle and transport these things. There are also five dried paint buckets in it, which can be taken out if needed."
As they spoke, Su Dai and Ye Qing came out of a small bedroom holding several large rolls of unopened wires, electrical tape, and a pile of snakeskin bags for construction waste.
The house where Liu Dahong and his friends hid the supplies was most likely the type that was undergoing a second renovation but the owner was not at home.
The house was empty.
Only in one of the small bedrooms were there some wires, gypsum boards, putty powder, paint buckets, paint brushes, and so on.
When everyone was discussing the distribution of supplies just now, Su Dai and Ye Qing did not participate, but went to other rooms to search for available supplies.
After all, when they came down just now, everyone was only thinking about finding supplies quickly.
As for how to transport these supplies back, no one thought about it.
Now that the power is out, it's okay for those living on the 17th floor or above.
For those who live on the top floor like Sun Jingtao and Su Dai, it's not a small problem even if they have to transport them alone.
In fact, the supplies were not many and not too heavy, but the difficulty was that they were too scattered.
For example, the sugar obviously needed to be unpacked and redistributed by bag.
In addition, the "violent confrontation" with Liu Dahong and others had consumed too much energy.
Now they were hungry, and it was really difficult to deal with it without the right tools.
Now with wires and snakeskin bags, it is much easier to transport the supplies after tying them together.
The key is that it is not so conspicuous.
As for the electrical tape, the temperature was too high in front, and the glue inside was probably damaged and lost its stickiness, but it can also be used as a rope.
"Well, thank you, wife." With so many people around, Sun Jingtao couldn't say the word "baby" that he loved to call in the past, so he changed the name.
The supplies were quickly distributed.
As soon as someone got the supplies, he couldn't wait to open the mineral water and take a big sip.
In fact, they wanted to drink it all in one gulp, but they also knew the scarcity and importance of clean water.
They could only save it.
Everyone's supplies were finally packed and tied up.
Sun Jingtao, who lived on the same floor, was responsible for carrying the supplies for Jiang Yan.
Tian Jiliang lived on the 29th floor, so he volunteered to help him carry the supplies.
Although they said they were helping, everyone knew that it was more of a supervision. They
were also afraid that he would take all the supplies for himself.
After all, the amount of supplies that Jiang Yan had was two or three times what they had.
Everyone carried supplies on their shoulders and in their hands, and walked out with excitement and joy on their faces.
Tian Jiliang was walking at the front of the team, but he paused before he had taken two steps, "This?"
He put down the bottle of mineral water in his right hand, and reached out to adjust his glasses, thinking that he was dazzled.
One of the legs of the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose was broken in the chaos in front. He hadn't had time to fix it yet, so he had to reach out to hold it up every few steps.
"What's wrong?"
Sun Jingtao, who followed closely behind, took a step forward and took a breath silently.
The fire door in front of the staircase was blocked by a group of people.
To be precise, it was a group of old people and children sitting on the cold floor tiles. They
ranged from three or four years old to sixty or seventy years old.
Most of them were familiar faces.
Before the natural disaster, they would greet each other warmly when they met in the community.
They were also considered to have relatively good physical resistance.
Those with weaker bodies died in the previous high temperature.
The fire door behind these old people and children, which was originally open, was now tightly closed.
Seeing several people coming out of 1704 with food and water in their hands, those people's eyes shrank for a moment, but then brightened.
Shrinking because they saw the blood stains on their bodies and the blood-stained knives, guns, sticks and clubs.
Bright, because they clearly saw the food and water exposed.
Two children even swallowed their saliva.
"Auntie Ye, Auntie Zhang, what are you doing--" Tian Jiliang choked in the middle of his words and reacted instantly.
It was obvious that they were targeted when the large group came down just now.
At this moment, it was still pouring rain outside, with lightning and thunder.
No one spoke when they went downstairs, and they walked directly up the stairs, so the footsteps should not be very obvious.
But it is estimated that the chaos on the 32nd floor in front attracted the attention of the owners of other floors.
Of course, there must be owners on the 17th floor here.
So, it is not impossible to turn to target them.
But they have weapons in their hands now, and those neighbors naturally dare not provoke them at will.
So, the self-torture trick was used.
Ye Qing glanced at everyone, and a layer of light mist floated on her originally clear eyes.
As the only lady in the team, Su Dai smiled slightly and stepped forward politely and said:
"Uncle, aunt, we want to go upstairs, and we have to trouble you to make way."
Sun Jingtao watched silently without saying anything.
His intuition and professional habits told him that besides these old people and children, there must be a bunch of adults.
And these adults are 100% hiding behind the fire door.
It is not certain that they have weapons in their hands.
Su Dai's voice fell gently, and the old people did not move.
"This mountain is opened by me, and this tree is planted by me. If you want to pass through here, leave money to buy your way through!" A little boy of three or four years old stood up with his hands on his hips and said in a baby voice.
Everyone: "."
What can a child of a few years old know? It must be taught by the adults at home.
Su Dai was a little amused and cried for a moment, "Little friend, this is what the bandits said. Didn't your parents know when they taught you?"
"Auntie, I'm hungry and want candy."
The little boy did not reply to her words, but stretched out his black and thin little hand, staring at the box of dehydrated fruit in her hand.
The box was square and could not be stuffed into the snakeskin bag. It
was not heavy, so Su Dai tied it with electrical tape and held it in her hand.
The shell was colorful, and at first glance, I thought it was candy or something. (End of this chapter)
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