The police are also human beings. They are already short-handed. After experiencing natural disasters or participating in rescue operations, even fewer people survive.

However, the evil forces have grown exponentially. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are everywhere, and crimes are happening everywhere.

Many public officials have even died at the hands of these evil people.

This gang is elusive, covered from head to toe with only their eyes exposed, and they have guns in their hands. They secretly bribe people in the community to be spies, and the consequences of calling the police or resisting are even worse. "

18th Floor Communicating with eye contact, Zheng Weili couldn't help but said, "Whoever wants to make friends can make friends, I will never make friends."

She has always been the one to beat others, how could she bear others shitting on her head.

Jiang Ning looked calm, "Grandma Zhong, we don't pay for protection. "

Grandma Zhong understood," Zhong Ping and his parents will not go to work until a few days later, we will face it together then, and I, an old man, will not cause any trouble for you."

After returning home, she discussed with her son and others, "My idea is the same as the 18th floor, the conservation grain must not be handed over, what do you think?" "

An old person in the family is like a treasure.

The Zhong family has a good family tradition, and the old lady has always been the backbone. Father Zhong had no objection, "Mom, we listen to you."

"Well, it's good that you know what's

going on, we can't do it alone." Grandma Zhong had an idea in her mind, "Remember, the more difficult it is, the more united we must be. If that group really rushes up, the first to suffer will be our 17th floor, and the two households next door must also say yes.

Everyone is afraid of death, but fear is useless. We are not as skilled as others. If we hide when something happens, it will really chill other people's hearts.

No one is dumber than anyone else. You can hide once, but you can never hide a second time.

If I am gone one day, you must stick to the bottom line of being a human being. Being greedy and afraid of death will only make you die faster. "

After talking to the younger generation, Grandma Zhong went out and knocked on the door next door.

The discussion went very smoothly. The other two households agreed, and she finally let go of her worries.

…

It was a new day. Everyone on the 18th floor, including the dogs, was moving. Bang, bang, bang, bang…

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from downstairs, followed by screams. The different sounds intertwined and almost blew off the roof.

Everyone looked at each other. The people who collected the protection supplies had arrived.

Yes, everyone in the unit was in a panic. Everyone was afraid of the tiger.

Perhaps it was because He Zhian maintained a good image, and the survivors in the building came to him one after another.

So, he did not disappoint everyone and started to fight again . They organized themselves together to fight against the people who collected the protection rations.

Who would have thought that He Zhian was the first one to be dragged to the next room, where he was punched, kicked, and bled from the mouth and nose.

Not only him, but other members were also beaten, and a pretty girl was almost bullied.

The units banded together to fight against the people who collected the protection rations, which completely angered the people who collected the protection rations. "Other buildings collect three kilograms a month, but you guys are so stubborn that you only collect six kilograms a month. If you don't want to give, stand up and I'll treat you to peanuts!"

He Zhian endured the pain and said, "No, we really can't afford it. How can we collect six kilograms? This is going to cost us our lives!"

"You're just so stubborn, right? "

So, he was dragged to the next room and beaten to death, and thrown back like a dead dog, covered in blood.

He Zhian was dying and couldn't even speak.

"Whoever dares not to hand it over will end up like this."

He Zhian begged without caring about his life, "No, six kilograms is really not enough. Can you do the same as the other buildings and only hand in three kilograms?"

The leader said nothing, staring at him coldly.

He Zhian staggered to his feet and wiped the blood off his face, "I'm sorry for everyone. I didn't keep my promise to protect you. If you want to beat or scold me, just come at me.

Nothing is more important than life. If they agree to reduce the weight from six catties to three catties, then this beating is worth it. Those of you who have food should hand it over, and those who don’t have food, I really can’t do anything... cough, cough..."

He spat out blood as he spoke.

Everyone was furious. Other floors only handed over three catties, so why should they hand over six catties?

But when they saw He Zhian taking the beating for them, they couldn't get angry anymore.

However, they were really dissatisfied in their hearts.

So, some people shouted boldly, "We can hand over the food, but you should let the people on the 18th floor hand over the food first!"

Everyone was shocked, but they quickly reacted, "Yes, if the people on the 18th floor hand over the food, we will hand over it, and you won't lose even a pound! " "

And the people on the 17th floor, they have plenty of food in their house, if you have the guts, just make them hand over the food obediently, why do you pick on us weaklings and bully us?"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, everyone looked furious.

The leader frowned, it seemed that if the people on the 17th and 18th floors were not disciplined today, this matter would never be resolved.

That's fine, they were originally heading for the 18th floor today, as long as they were disciplined, who would dare to resist!

So, led by He Zhian, they collected the food with an arrogant attitude, while the survivors who were not afraid of death were gloating.

No matter who won or lost, they could vent their anger, and it would be best if both sides suffered losses.

Soon, the door at the stairwell on the 16th floor was slammed.

Jiang Ning and others were standing at the stairwell and heard everything clearly. They were speechless about the idiots downstairs.

Now that they were here, they might as well go downstairs to meet them.

So, everyone went downstairs armed, and Gouzi volunteered to line up.

Doudou was locked in the house again, "..." When they

went down to the 17th floor, the Zhong family was already waiting at the stairwell with sticks in their hands.

They looked nervous and scared, but they did not back down.

Jiang Ning frowned, "Where are they?"

He was talking about 1702 and 1703, why didn't they come out!

Grandma Zhong looked embarrassed, "I knocked on the door but there was no sound. I guess they went out to look for supplies. "

They said so, but anyone with a discerning eye could see it.

The people on the 18th floor had not counted on them in the first place, so they continued to walk down.

The same formation, the same order of appearance, the only thing that changed was that there were more members of the Zhong family at the end.

The doors were opened one by one, revealing a pair of slender legs, an expensive Tang sword, a cold look, a fair and beautiful face...

The gun-wielding leader was distracted for a moment, and it seemed as if there was a background music playing in his mind.

In the end of the natural disaster, ordinary survivors are neither human nor ghost, but she is well-fed, especially the woman standing behind her, whose thighs are thicker than men's. How much does she have to eat in one meal to be so strong?

In addition, the pretty boy with a mace has a prettier face than a woman.

It just so happens that the boss is tired of playing and wants to change his taste. It must be good to bring him back to serve others.

Well, there is indeed a treasure on the 18th floor, and I want all of it today!

The leader immediately raised his gun and pointed it at Jiang Ning's head through the fence, "17th and 18th floors, right? This community has been taken over by us. From today on, each of you will pay 100 kilograms of food every month, and we will protect your safety.

If you don't pay, hey, ask the guys under my command if they agree."

100 kilograms per month? The survivor's pupils trembled!

Good, good, who told the beasts on the 18th floor not to share the food with them, and now they are suffering, right? They deserve it! Those

who don't know would think that the 100 kilograms of food belong to them, and completely forget what the consequences will be if they can't take out 3 kilograms of food.

In short, as long as the 18th floor is not doing well, they will feel relieved.

Jiang Ning didn't rush to speak, but turned his head to look at Huo Yishen.

Huo Yishen looked down at the leader who was holding a gun and showing off.

However, there were only five people in the group, two of them were holding guns, and the other three were holding iron bars, and they beat all the survivors in the Jinrong community into submission.

After receiving his feedback, Jiang Ning couldn't help laughing and dug his ears, "What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly just now."