The stainless steel door filled with iron spikes slowly opened, followed by the sound of steady footsteps.
For some reason, everyone's throat tightened and they became unconsciously nervous.
Someone had been killed on the 18th floor, they saw it with their own eyes.
Here it comes, here it comes, a pair of slender and straight legs and a sharp Tang sword.
The people on the 18th floor are really cruel. They actually sent that ruthless girl to lead the charge. They are simply beasts!
The second one is said to be the national Sanda champion among college students, who can blow someone’s head off with one punch.
Look, this is professional Sanda gear, the gloves are bigger than a casserole.
Next came two men, one with a baseball bat and the other with a - uh, mace!
The mace was a modified wooden baseball bat filled with rusty sharp nails.
If you get hit by a stick, you will definitely go to hell if you don't get tetanus.
The last person to appear was the representative of height and appearance from the 18th floor, with a neat and tidy crew cut, a stern and handsome face, wearing cool grey casual clothes, and his hands in his trouser pockets.
It seemed like he wasn't here to fight, but to relax on the weekend.
What’s even more infuriating is that the dog is here too!
These beasts said they had no food, but in just a short time they managed to feed the stray dogs fat and strong.
As they were filled with righteous indignation, the people became more greedy and they regretted it.
They shouldn't just want one-third, but all of it!
They want all the supplies on the 18th floor, including this dog!
Now is the end of the world, and dogs are supposed to be eaten by humans, but they ate the food that should have belonged to them.
After I clean up the ones on the 18th floor, I’ll use them to make dog meat stew!
Everyone was rubbing their hands in anticipation and secretly drooling, as if victory was already beckoning them.
However, when He Zhian saw the equipment on the 18th floor, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. They were unwilling to give up the food.
"He Louzhang, what do you mean by bringing so many people to pry open our door?"
Jiang Ning looked around at the huge crowd crowded in the corridor on the 17th floor. There were no old, weak, women or children there. All who showed up were men. They either carried weapons openly or hid them in their clothes.
One building, all kinds of people.
Some have rosy complexions, while others have pale faces.
No matter what their circumstances were, they all set their sights on the 18th floor.
Jiang Ning looked at their faces one by one, and sure enough, he found the shadows of Yang Weicong and others in the crowd.
Haha, he has lost weight, his eyes are full of hunger for food, his face is pale and he looks decadent, there is no trace of his former cool image of the school idol.
Seeing the 18th floor putting on such a posture, He Zhian felt uneasy, but said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Jiang, we are here to discuss something, why are you making such a big scene?"
Jiang Ning was too lazy to play Tai Chi. "There is nothing you want on the 18th floor. Even if there is a little bit, we paid for it with our lives. Don't even think about it."
"Look at what you said. We really have no other way to survive, so we came here to borrow food from you."
Although he had more people on his side, He Zhian did not want to use force, so he retreated and said, "In the face of great difficulties, we must unite as one, those who have food should contribute food, and those who have strength should contribute strength, so that we can survive, right?
During this special period, we decided not to abandon or give up. We gathered all the supplies together, and from now on we would eat and drink together, so as not to let anyone in the building starve to death.
Everyone else has already paid, so you guys on the 18th floor can’t get any special treatment, right?”
Listening to his high-sounding words, Jiang Ning sneered, "What if we don't hand it over?"
"If it doesn't work, we can borrow one-third of the grain. We will pay it back after we get through this difficult time." He Zhian's expression froze, and he tried to put on a smile. "If you don't believe me, we can write an IOU."
"No."
That meant there was nothing to talk about, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Relying on the fact that they were in large numbers, someone took the opportunity to speak harshly, "Building Manager, why waste time talking to them? Just pry the door open and charge in!"
"Yes, pry the door open. They were the ones who were cruel first, don't blame us for being unjust!"
"Xiao Jiang, I urge you to think about this. We are all in the same building, so there is no need to make things so awkward."
He Zhian was secretly happy, but he pretended to be in a difficult situation, "It's not like you don't have supplies, so what's wrong with giving us some?
If they insist on eating alone, even if I agree, they won’t agree. It’s really hard for me to do this.”
Jiang Ning said, "Come on, if you want to pry the door open, come here."
"I'll pry it open if I want. Am I afraid of you?"
The man with the crowbar was so hungry that he pushed against the door.
Jiang Ning did not draw his knife, but took out a weapon from his pocket and pointed it at the man's head through the iron fence, "If you move again, I will hit you."
"Ah, a gun, she has a gun!"
There were exclamations from the crowd.
Then, they all stepped back, fearing that the bullets would hit them.
He Zhian's face turned pale, "Xiao Jiang, what are you doing!"
Jiang Ning looked around coldly, "What are you going to do?"
"Let's talk nicely." He Zhian's heart was beating wildly with fear, "Don't be impulsive."
Jiang Ning smiled, "Don't worry, I've never been so calm as today."
"It's a plastic toy gun."
A voice suddenly sounded among the huge crowd.
He deliberately pinched his throat, making it hoarse and low.
Jiang Ning pointed out the name and said, "Yang Weicong, if you are a man, come out. Why are you hiding in the crowd and pretending to be a bear?"
Yang Weicong was so angry that he tried his best to hide himself and even wore a hat, but he was still recognized by Jiang Ning.
He walked out with a sullen face and angrily accused, "Jiang Ning, I didn't expect you to become like this today. You are so selfish and self-interested. It's not like you don't have food. What's wrong with sharing some to help everyone?"
"What's wrong with me being selfish?" Jiang Ning curled his lips and sneered, "I don't steal or rob. I find all the supplies myself. You're not like me who sells your ass for food and always thinks about what's in a woman's bowl."
In the end times, the most important thing is to stay alive. What’s the value of face? How much is dignity worth?
At first it was a woman, and later there was a good-looking young man. It was no big deal after I figured it out.
It's not shameful to stay alive.
It's enough for both of you to understand it tacitly, but saying it out loud is another matter.
Hearing Jiang Ning's words, he immediately laughed unkindly, and the way he looked at Yang Weicong changed.
The end of the world is coming, laws are collapsing, and morality is declining.
Most of those who have a lot of surplus food in their hands are not good people. They are trapped by the flood with nowhere to go, so they have to find something exciting to pass the time, both men and women.
Yang Weicong looks gentle and is born to be a pretty boy, so it is normal for him to be looked down upon.
"Jiang Ning, keep talking nonsense." Yang Weicong was so angry that his nose was crooked. He rushed forward and roared, "Do you really think I dare not beat you up?"
As if afraid of his impotent rage, Jiang Ning opened the door directly and waved the gun in his hand at him, "Come here."
The door opened, and the manic Yang Weicong suddenly fell silent.
Seeing everyone looking at him, he gritted his teeth and said stubbornly, "Don't be fooled, what she has in her hand is just a plastic toy."
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