Chapter 12 Killing Pigs
"Doctor Tang said it was just a shock. Take the medicine, rest more, and then observe."
"Well, that's good."
Shen Qianxun sent a mushroom stick to Yan's father and returned to the house. Chen Dabao was standing by the window, motionless.
"Ah, it seems to be even worse after rebirth."
Dabao is not a person who sighs easily, Shen Qianxun stepped forward and quickly understood.
In the flood downstairs, broken limbs and corpses were occasionally seen, both animal and human, but not a single complete body was seen.
The two of them had seen thousands of corpses, and now the game started with such a scene, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
Shen Qianxun closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The news push on the second day showed that the global disaster situation was even more serious. Many small coastal countries were submerged overnight, and desert countries also faced heavy rains, forming unique desert waterspouts.
Seeing the news in the group, Shen Qianxun learned that just last night, Lin Yu’s mother jumped out of the window and fell into the surging flood.
Lin Yu's mother went crazy because she couldn't accept her husband's infidelity, and the cruel man immediately abandoned his wife and children and went out to live a happy life.
Shen Qianxun had seen that poor woman several times. Whenever Lin Yu took her out, she was always very quiet. Perhaps she didn't want to be a burden to her family, or perhaps she couldn't face the despairing end of the world. No one knew the reasons.
Shen Qianxun had eaten the meals cooked by Grandma Deng several times, and went out with two apples and Dabao.
The strict father next door also brought Yan Huihui to visit, and Xu Xiaoyue also quietly went out.
"Is Grandma Yan feeling better?"
The strict father nodded and said, "He just woke up, but he's not in a good mood yet."
Two windows in Lin Yu's living room were broken. He was cleaning the accumulated water in the house with red eyes. Xu Xiaoyue looked around, picked up the mop and started mopping the floor.
Grandma Deng, who had lost her daughter, was in a very bad mood. Her strict father comforted her, while Shen Qianxun and Dabao were responsible for pouring hot water.
"Old sister, think more positively. You still have your grandson, Lin Yu."
The strict father looked in Lin Yu's direction and continued, "Lin Yu is a good child. He will definitely take good care of you and provide for you until the end of your life."
When she heard Lin Yu's name, Grandma Deng cheered up. Her daughter was gone, and Lin Yu was still young and needed her care, so she had to cheer up.
Half an hour later, the group returned to their respective homes.
Shen Qianxun and Chen Dabao started washing vegetables and cooking. The dishes with strong smells were cooked in the space, and the two were busy.
There were curses everywhere in the group.
The recent water dragon incident caused panic among people both online and in the real world, and Luo Baiwan also stopped selling supplies.
No matter how the group insulted him, Luo Baiwan remained silent. Looking at the supplies that filled half of the room and several stacks of banknotes, Luo Baiwan decisively chose to sell them.
"Damn it, I don't know when this rainstorm will end."
Luo Baiwan cursed out loud and threw his phone aside.
The entire apartment building was filled with curses, venting their dissatisfaction.
The residents on the ground floor were miserable as sewage mixed with rotting body parts flowed into their homes, stinking to high heaven.
Many people cursed in the group.
502: People upstairs, do you have any sense of public morality? I've told you so many times not to flush the toilet downstairs. Now your house has become a manure dump.
1201: I didn't flush the toilet downstairs. I used my son's cat litter.
1302: If not downstairs, where else can I rush? Am I supposed to grab my own shit and throw it outside? If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not having the money to buy a high floor.
1402: This is really not our fault. We are short of garbage bags at home, and we can’t put feces and urine into our mouths, so we have to flush them downwards. You people at the lower level just have to bear with it.
The following speeches became increasingly saturated. A group of people had just experienced life and death, and with the rainstorm over and Qianxun nowhere to be seen, the speeches were somewhat turbulent. Shen Qianxun threw his phone aside and buried his head in scrolling through the crayfish.
In the following days, there were still strong winds and heavy rains. The government was unable to carry out rescue operations and could only call on everyone to save themselves.
Fortunately, the terrifying water dragon did not appear again.
On the ninth day of the heavy rain, water, electricity and gas were completely cut off, the traffic signal was intermittent, the Internet was disconnected abroad, and Country A was struggling to survive with the help of No. 5.
The water has reached the 5th floor. The vacant rooms have been broken open and several families have moved in. Where there are many people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are quarrels every day.
On the tenth day of the rainstorm, Shen Qianxun and the others were woken up by the pig-killing cry that had been roaring all day long.
Chen Dabao came to the living room in a daze, panting heavily, "Who is it? You have a really loud voice."
After one night, the door of Room 903 where Luo Baiwan was staying was pried open and half of the supplies in the room disappeared.
Luo Baiwan's screams and howls successfully drowned out the violent storm outside, echoing throughout the entire apartment building.
"You damned sons of bitches, you stole my supplies, you deserve a horrible death."
"I advise you to hand over the supplies immediately, otherwise I will go door to door to look for them."
Luo Baiwan howled for nearly an hour, but no one handed over the supplies. However, there were quite a few people who came to watch the fun and enjoyed the trouble.
The door of room 904 next door opened, and a sleek head popped out. "Stop howling! If someone didn't know, they'd think we were slaughtering pigs in this building."
Then a mocking voice came from upstairs, "I told you not to make money from disasters, now you're being punished, you deserve it." After saying that, he slammed the door shut.
Luo Baiwan was so angry that his eyes popped out and he rushed directly to 904 next door. Not long after, he was thrown out with a bruised face and nose.
A tall man stood at the door and shouted angrily, "Before, I saw that you had supplies in your hand, so I didn't beat you up. This time you asked for it."
Luo Baiwan sat up from the ground, wiped the blood from his nose, and looked ferocious. He called Song Xueming, the owner of No. 903, and knocked on every door from bottom to top.
However, they were only met with rejection and ridicule.
Soon, the two came to the 16th floor where Shen Qianxun was, and there was a heavy knocking sound from next door, “Damn old woman, why don’t you open the door.”
Inside the house, Wang Qingfen was trembling with fear and dared not breathe.
Luo Baiwan and the other man outside the house had no intention of letting her go. "Come out now! You're the only one out of all the people here who hasn't come to my house to buy supplies. You've been holding out for so long, and why don't you open the door so I can check?"
But no matter how the two shouted outside the door, the door remained closed.
"You old woman, just wait for me. It's best if you don't go out for the rest of your life."
Luo Baiwan spat out two mouthfuls of thick phlegm at the door, then turned and went to room 1603 next door.
Inside the house, Shen Qianxun and Chen Dabao were busy making milk tea. After a glance, Chen Dabao stood up and opened the door with Guan Gong’s machete.
"I didn't take it. Don't bother me. If you keep forcing me, I'll cut someone down."
After saying those harsh words, he gently closed the door.
Outside the door, Luo Baiwan's hand stopped in mid-air. The two men were stunned. After a while, they swallowed and left quietly.
These two guys are just like this: loud noise but little action.
If we really want them to do something to the people in this building, it is not possible at the moment.
As soon as he returned to 903, Song Xueming threw all of Luo Baiwan's luggage into the corridor.
Luo Baiwan pointed at the other person's nose and cursed, "Song Xueming, you are ungrateful."
Song Xueming sneered, "You've already slept with my wife, don't try to be so ungrateful, get out of here right now, you useless wimp."
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