In the past, Yang Weicong was absolutely confident that it would be the easiest to handle someone like Jiang Ning who came out of an orphanage.

She can make money and survive, but she has no sense of security and lacks love, and she is also extremely sensitive.

He only needs to prescribe the right medicine, and hook her fingers with her good looks, not to mention giving her all kinds of gifts, and even can't wait to devote herself to her.

What's wrong with Jiang Ning? In the past, she gave gifts whenever she said she would, and she didn't hesitate to rent a house to pursue him, and she didn't even blink when she bought AJ for more than 8,000 yuan.

This kind of love-brained woman can turn her face at any time, just like a different person.

Wait, Yang Weicong suddenly thought of Su Mengyao's ambiguous words, which implied several times that Jiang Ning seemed to have become a different person. Could it be that Jiang Ning really has changed?

Even a natural disaster and the end of the world can happen, so what else is impossible!

Yang Weicong was lost in thought and did not notice the man's abnormality. His mind was full of Jiang Ning's secret.

If his guess was right, as long as he had this handle, would he still be afraid of not being able to eat and drink?

His neck was wet...

No, why did it smell fishy?

He reached out to touch it and found his hands were full of blood.

"Ah!"

He screamed and stepped back.

The body fell, and a woman in red extreme cold clothes stood in front of her, with only a pair of cold eyes exposed from head to toe.

But Yang Weicong still recognized Jiang Ning. The blood-stained Tang sword belonged to her alone!

"Jiang Ning, you are crazy!"

After the anger, shame followed. Yang Weicong's face was red and he wanted to dig a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Jiang Ning sneered, "You are quite open-minded."

Before Yang Weicong could come back to his senses, Kele's fangs were already thirsty and eager, and he suddenly pounced on him and bit him madly in the face...

The dog that does nothing for human beings!

Instigated the shit shoveler to sell it to the dog meat restaurant, right?

Yang Weicong's face was covered with blood from the bite, and he screamed, "Jiang Ning, get this beast away quickly."

"Beast?" Jiang Ning stared at him, "It is much more human than you, and it never eats easy meals."

The shit shoveler was speechless, and Kele continued to bite.

Keep your word and bite him every time you see him!

Yang Weicong fought back desperately, "It was you, you killed Su Mengyao."

"I did it, but so what?" Jiang Ning stopped Kele, "Don't talk like you didn't kill anyone, wasn't Yu Qingqing stabbed to death by you?"

His desire to survive was overflowing, the blood on his face quickly coagulated, and he kept shivering, "You, you are not Jiang Ning."

"What do you mean?"

"You are a resurrected soul, possessed by Jiang Ning."

"You've read too many novels, right?"

"Don't try to make excuses, I know you are definitely not her." Yang Weicong said firmly, "I know her very well, you are simply a fake."

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

Jiang Ning did not deny, "Yes, the real Jiang Ning died a long time ago, I am not her at all."

As he said that, he looked at him with a calm smile.

With his face covered in blood, Yang Weicong could not see her half-smile, and even felt complacent because he got a positive answer. "I can keep a secret for you."

"What are the conditions?"

"I want to move into the 18th floor and stay with you."

"That's it?"

"Give me half of your supplies."

"Any other conditions?"

Of course there are. I will move in first, and then I will win her favor again and integrate into the life on the 18th floor.

"Don't worry, as long as you agree to my conditions, I will definitely keep your secret and not reveal a word to anyone."

"But I don't trust living people."

Yang Weicong was stunned. "What?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his chest suddenly hurt.

Yang Weicong's pupils trembled. He never thought that she would suddenly turn against him.

"Only the dead can keep secrets forever."

What about the school hunk? Apart from that face, he is totally useless.

When the love filter is shattered, Yang Weicong is worse than shit. It's a pity that her brain was muddled by shit in her previous life, and she was squeezed dry by him and ended up in a miserable state.

She drew her sword and blood spurted out.

If she hadn't wanted to test whether he knew about the space, she wouldn't have said a word.

As a result, Su Mengyao kept her mouth shut and didn't tell him.

This gang is finally dead.

As long as you stay vigilant, the secret of the space will not be discovered.

Facing his burp, Kele still didn't get rid of her hatred, and raised her foot to urinate on his face.

Jiang Ning, "..."

Tsk tsk, he holds a grudge even more than her. She must never offend the dog master in the future.

It's not enough to urinate, she keeps picking at the other man.

The scene was so eye-catching that Jiang Ning chose to turn his face away silently.

Coke was ripping at the ground, pulling out a bag of food and a shiny yellow gold bar from his clothes.

The food weighed about five pounds, all fresh rice.

The gold bar was estimated to be about half a pound, which could be exchanged for a lot of money before the end of the world.

The dog bit the thing in front of Jiang Ning: Here, shit shoveler, it's time to feed again!

Jiang Ning threw the thing into the space, and without dealing with the scene, he took Coke away directly.

People are dying every day, and there are deaths everywhere. Who would care who kills?

The sky began to darken, and it would be dark soon, and the risk outside increased.

Turning back to the main road, I unexpectedly found that Huo Yishen was still there, holding Doudou's hand and waiting in the cold wind.

A deep gaze came over, and a smile appeared on the cold face.

"Sister." Doudou waved excitedly, "Cola."

Gouzi ran over and rubbed Doudou.

Jiang Ning ran over and asked in confusion, "Didn't I tell you to go first?"

"It's okay to go back, just take it as some fresh air."

Fresh air? Extremely cold wind can kill people.

Jiang Ning rubbed his hands, "Let's go, it's getting dark."

Each of them took one and slowly walked towards the community.

Back on the 18th floor, Jiang Ning knocked on the door of 1803, wanting Zhang Chao and Lu Yu to make a sled.

She didn't want to run out every day for some firewood, she could just do it occasionally and then hide at home and let it rot.

So, not only would she bring back bamboo tomorrow, but she would also have to find a way to get some firewood.

"Sled?" Lu Yu was surprised, "For Coke?"

Well, that's fine, anyway, dog food can't be eaten for free, as long as you can breathe, you have to work.

After all, it's the end of the world, so the dog won't say she's discriminated against.

Democracy, equality between humans and dogs is not shameful!