She hasn't achieved her goal for today yet.
Gasoline! We can't waste gasoline on floods!
Moreover, she needs to switch back to skis from the motorcycle, otherwise there's nowhere to hide in the neighborhood.
So she started anew.
She walked past amidst envious glances from the crowd.
Shen Jing didn't return to her apartment complex until a blizzard was about to hit.
Of the 10 gas stations, only 4 have tanker trucks.
Fortunately, most of the gasoline could be pumped out by contacting the refueling tank.
Shen Jing harvested a total of 80 tons of oil this time.
She had just reached the 20th floor when she sensed something was wrong, and Vasily barked once.
They all realized they had been ambushed!
Soon the escape route door was opened, and several men walked out menacingly, threatening, "Hand over your house keys!"
Shen Jing said coldly, "You're not residents of this community, so why are you bothering me?"
"Then ask yourself. Everyone in the building knows your family has the most food." The bald man brandished the knife in his hand, leering at her as he looked her up and down. "Including you and that dog!"
"Brother, why waste time talking to her? We've been waiting for so long, it's freezing! Let's go inside!"
"Yeah, yeah! Hurry up and let her go inside to warm the bed!"
"And dog meat hot pot!"
Although Shen Jing leaves early and returns late, she always only has a dog and a backpack.
How could those people tell that she had food at home?
Isn't it because there's no food that we have to go out to find food all the time?
Moreover, Shen Jing has been increasing her training intensity recently, and she has lost a lot of weight.
Unlike the people in front, who were tall and strong with ruddy complexions.
Clearly, even in the apocalypse, this group of people can still eat and drink well.
Hearing footsteps, Shen Jing looked back.
A pincer attack from both sides!
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