Jiang Ning bought a few when she was stocking up, thinking that they might be able to scare people at a critical moment, but she didn't expect that Huo Yishen had a real weapon in his hand.

The order of the end of the world has fallen, but the core departments of the government are still running. However, the flood has submerged everything and made the efficiency as slow as a turtle, but this thing is still under strict control.

Therefore, until the last moment, she will not use the real weapon in public.

Alerting the authorities is one thing, and she can't find a reason to explain to Zheng Weili and others.

But you don't know what will happen tomorrow. If the situation really gets out of control, she will shoot without hesitation.

Looking at the closed door of 1801, Zheng Weili pulled Jiang Ning into the room and couldn't help but ask curiously: "How did he get a gun?"

"He was a special police officer, so he must have connections."

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that he can not only fight, but also be a sharpshooter."

Now it's good, not only did he kill the madman who hacked people, but even He Zhian and his group of people might be able to be quiet for a while.

To be honest, seeing the madman die in the hands of Huo Yishen, Zheng Weili and others were relieved.

This is a great and pitiful father. He couldn't survive with such injuries, but if he fell into the hands of those people, he would probably die without a complete body.

It's better to be freed, and go cleanly and with dignity.

Zheng Weili and the others felt relieved that the team had real guns, but they were still a little worried about being investigated.

They thought there was going to be a fierce battle, but they didn't expect that it would be disrupted by a madman. It was a blessing in disguise.

Several people paid attention to the movements downstairs. Those who were not injured turned into birds and beasts and scattered, while the injured saw that the 18th floor was determined not to help, so they could only leave with curses.

Soon, the 17th floor quieted down.

Many people came to this confrontation, but many people also agreed on the surface, but in fact they didn't participate at all.

The 17th floor was even more cautious and locked the door and refused to open it.

After all, they were too close to the 18th floor. If they were retaliated, they would be the first to bear the brunt.

However, the fire in the city gate affected the innocent.

When they opened the door, they were really anxious and angry. The corridor was covered with blood and there were many corpses on the ground.

Who did they offend? Why did the 17th floor always become a battlefield?

The three residents were swearing and discussing throwing the corpses into the water, and then cleaning up the bloody corridor.

What kind of life is this? Can people live like this?

Just after they cleaned up, the family members of the victims rushed up. When they learned that the bodies had been thrown away, they had a big quarrel with the 17th floor.

Even a clay man still has some temper. The 17th floor, who had been pent up for a long time, completely exploded and rushed into the room to take out the kitchen knife.

"Damn it, who did we offend? They come to our place every now and then. We didn't hack the person to death, so why do you blame us for not opening the door?

You knew they were breaking the law, so why didn't you stop them? Now that the person is dead, they come to pick on us? Why

didn't you drag the body away earlier? You can still grab it from the water now, go grab it!"

Honest people don't get mad, but getting mad is fatal. Seeing several kitchen knives waving around, the family members of the deceased dared not to cause trouble to them, so they had to leave swearing.

Before coming up, they calculated how much they could get, but who knew that all the supplies were gone, and their husbands were hacked to death by lunatics. How are these orphans and widows going to live in the future?

Oh, God, please open your eyes and stop raining!

...

Around noon, Lu Yu and Zhang Chao got some news.

The crazy man who hacked people with a knife lived on the seventh floor. He had been living with his daughter for many years. His house was broken into by a masked gang in the middle of the night, and all the belongings were stolen. With nowhere else

to go, his daughter had to secretly sell her body to survive. When he learned the truth, he slapped his daughter twice in anger.

The daughter was so ashamed that she jumped down and jumped into the flood...

The man, who had been dependent on his daughter, could not bear the stimulation and went crazy. He took a knife to retaliate against society and went on a killing spree.

Several people were hacked to death on the spot, several died of heavy bleeding, and several others were not seriously injured. Many were trampled and squeezed, but the rain was too heavy and there was no rush boat to go to the hospital.

They could only endure it at home.

Yang Weicong and He Zhian were unconscious, and I hope they will die.

This time they returned empty-handed, the enemy's momentum was depressed, and the whole apartment building was filled with mourning.

Jiang Ning was thinking about another thing. The group with red faces in the confrontation were probably the masked robbers.

Although several people were hacked to death by the crazy man, there were still a few who escaped. This group should be extra careful in the future.

The fight didn't happen. Kele was exhausted and whined and looked unhappy. There was

nothing he could do. The Malinois was born aggressive. Jiang Ning could only comfort it with delicious food.

"Do you have a grudge against Yang Weicong?" The shit shoveler was curious. "I just want to bite him!"

Kele gnashed his fangs and continued to whine proudly.

It has more than a grudge against the bastard. It's a blood feud!

Jiang Ning hugged the dog, his eyes gradually deepened.

Just woke up from a nap, and there was a rustling sound on the intercom. "Jiang Ning, are you going to teach Doudou today?"

It was Huo Yishen. Jiang Ning replied, "Sure."

There was no fight today, but conflict was inevitable. The only way was to improve oneself.

There was a knock on the door. Coke ran to open it with his paws, then he switched positions with Doudou and took the dog food to 1801 for training.

Doudou was locked in the house by Huo Yishen, but she was not ignorant. She looked a little listless, "Sister, when can I grow up and protect you and brother?"

Jiang Ning comforted her, "Study hard and grow up quickly, then you will be able to protect us soon."

Doudou didn't understand, "If Coke can do it, why can't I?"

"You are different from Coke, dogs grow fast, and we humans grow slowly." Jiang Ning encouraged her who was feeling lost and uneasy, "Listen to brother, he will let you grow up as soon as possible."

Doudou was happy then, and secretly lifted her clothes to show her, "Sister, actually I think I can do it, brother helps me exercise every day."

Jiang Ning was shocked when she saw Doudou's vest line, she didn't even have it!

The child is still growing, and over-exercising is not good. However, this is a special period. Jiang Ning does not think Huo Yishen is wrong. Accidents may happen at any time in the end times. The most important thing is to have the ability to protect yourself.

Practice, roll up, and get a six-pack!

No need to meet. The consciousness of the 18th floor is very high, and the days to come will be even more difficult.

Through the wall, you can hear the pounding sound of Zheng Weili's boxing.

For dinner, I ate noodles with Doudou. I scooped a spoonful of meat sauce and mixed it. It was particularly fragrant. The intercom rang again, "Do you want to practice later?"

Jiang Ning did not hesitate, "Yes."

After entering 1801, he went straight to the topic of training. Jiang Ning didn't vent her anger in the morning, so she practiced a little fiercely.

Everyone has secrets. She kept her mouth shut and didn't ask about the gun.

Facing her fierce attack, Huo Yishen's defense was like a copper wall and an iron wall.

For two hours, Jiang Ning was like being pulled out of the water, sitting on the non-slip mat and gasping for breath.

He handed over a clean new towel, "Wipe it."

Jiang Ning thanked him and almost collapsed from exhaustion.

Huo Yishen said something shocking, "The recoil of your gun is a bit strong. You need to adjust the gun grip a little, otherwise it is easy to hurt your arm."

Jiang Ning was a little confused, "..."