In the end of the ice age, I hoarded tens of billions of supplies

There was continuous pleading and crying outside the window, and the heads of their kowtows were bleeding, which was extremely miserable.

Zhang Yi sighed, walked to the window and said: "Don't be like this, everyone, I feel uncomfortable looking at it!"

As he spoke, he held up the steaming noodles in his hand.

"As soon as I feel uncomfortable, I want to eat."

"Suck it-"

Zhang Yi gulped down the noodles, making his neighbors salivate, not to mention how greedy he was.

When everyone heard this, they cried louder and kowtowed harder.

"Zhang Yi, we were wrong, we just want to live!"

"Just give us some food and let us live like dogs."

"What do you want us to do in the future, can we all listen to you?"

Zhang Yi lowered his head and continued to eat noodles.

What a blessing it is to be able to eat noodles in big mouthfuls when people are hungry!

After eating half a bowl of noodles, he casually put the rest in front of the French window.

Right in front of these neighbors, separated by a window, they can see but cannot eat.

Everyone is like a dog, sticking their entire faces to the glass, as if they can eat noodles in this way.

"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Any of you go over now and bring me Chen Zhenghao's head. I will take care of this kind of noodles for a week, and he will be full after every meal!"

Of course Zhang Yi couldn't pity these people.

But it's also annoying that they smash the walls and knock out the windows every day here.

Therefore, it is better to let them dog eat dog and kill each other.

That's the most interesting thing.

When Zhang Yi said this, he sent it to the group at the same time and told everyone in the building.

The neighbor in front of the glass window had a hesitant expression on his face when he heard this.

Chen Zhenghao has a gun in his hand, and if he wants his head, maybe his own will be gone.

However, since it was difficult for them to deal with Chen Zhenghao, could they be able to deal with Zhang Yi?

Thirty or forty corpses were placed around Zhang Yi's house.

Facts have proved that Zhang Yike is much more difficult to deal with than Chen Zhenghao!

At this time, Chen Zhenghao was watching the changes here from the balcony next door.

He didn't hear what Zhang Yi said, but frowned, thinking about how to act next.

Two of his men also died this time.

If you want to continue to control the entire building, you must replenish your own manpower.

While thinking, Chen Zhenghao suddenly felt like a needle pricking his back, which made his hairs stand on end.

He turned his head sharply and raised the gun in his hand, only to find that everyone looked at him strangely.

"What do you want to do?"

After seeing the gun, everyone felt a little apprehensive, and immediately backed away.

"Get out of here!"

Chen Zhenghao roared angrily.

The big guy still looked at him strangely, even a little weirdly.

It's not like looking at a person, it's like looking at food.

Chen Zhenghao was terrified, and hurriedly left here with a few of his subordinates.

"Wait, what about Zhang Yi's family?"

Sun Zhichao asked from the side.

Chen Zhenghao scolded angrily: "Fuck, you can't get in the attack, what else can you do? Let's think of a way later!"

After speaking, he cursed and left.

In front of the windows of Zhang Yi's house, those who kowtowed and begged for mercy, and those who wanted to smash the windows, these two groups couldn't bear the cold and snowy wind and snow, and left one after another.

Zhang Yi was lying in the warm house, waiting for a good show.

After all, after this time, the unit building lost about forty people.

Moreover, almost everyone participated in the invasion of his home, and their physical strength was exhausted.

This makes the supplies even more scarce, and the battle between people becomes terrifying.

……

Soon, Zhang Yi received private messages from many people.

After this battle, the neighbors also completely confessed.

Their meager physical strength was almost exhausted, and they could no longer attack Zhang Yi's family on a large scale.

And facing Zhang Yi's family's defense without dead ends, they also gave up.

As a result, many people began to cry and beg Zhang Yi to take pity on them, or offered to exchange benefits.

For example, rich second generation Xu Hao.

He took pictures of his girlfriend's whole body, and said to Zhang Yi: "Zhang Yi, I can give you my woman to play with. I just ask you to give me something to eat?"

"She is a famous car model in Tianhai City. Look at the headlights, the rear wing, and those two long legs alone are enough for you to play for a year!"

Zhang Yi naturally recognized the model, and Xu Hao bought a house here just to take care of her.

On weekdays, she always dresses coquettishly, like a coquettish fox, exuding temptation all the time.

In the past, she didn't even bother to take a second look at the men around her.

Facing Zhang Yi, she always had a haughty face.

But now, Xu Hao is planning to sell her just for a few meals.

And this woman is much emaciated now, and seems very happy to be exchanged.

At the very least, she knew that Zhang Yi's family had a lot to eat, so she worked very hard during the shooting.

"What a bitch!"

Zhang Yi scolded.

I have to say that this female model has a very good figure.

It can compete with imported cars, and it must be very good to drive.

However, it is impossible for Zhang Yi to let such a shameless bitch in.

Maybe while she was asleep, she stabbed herself and occupied her home.

For a woman who can sell her body for money, where is the moral bottom line?

Zhang Yi disdainfully watched her video five times, and then closed the chat box contemptuously.

There are other conversations below.

Men contact him less.

After all, they don't have the capital to exchange food with Zhang Yi.

Only Uncle You happily congratulated Zhang Yi for repelling the enemy.

But women look for him more.

For example, Fang Yuqing said excitedly, "Brother Zhang Yi, you are amazing! I knew you would be fine."

"Qing'er can't get away now, they are too hateful, they have kept me locked at home. Don't worry, Qing'er will definitely go to find you!"

Zhang Yi sneered and ignored it.

Zhou Ke'er also sent a congratulatory message in a cold tone, but Zhang Yi knew that was her character.

It gets dark soon, and now it gets dark around 5 o'clock every day, and the days are short and the nights are long.

At night, the temperature will drop by about ten degrees.

On the TV, the few remaining official TV stations are still broadcasting programs.

"Under the vigorous support of the government, the snow disaster situation in our country has been effectively alleviated."

"Everything is moving in a stable and positive direction."

"According to statistics, the death toll due to the snow disaster in Tianhai City yesterday was one."

Zhang Yi felt that the current news was much more amusing than the skits.

But he was also curious, where did these TV stations move to?And how to keep it running.

While listening to the nonsensical news, Zhang Yi flipped through the chat records.

Zhang Yi found it very interesting to read the messages of neighbors scolding, begging, and begging for mercy.

Those who scolded him were basically dead people at home.

Zhang Yi is in a good mood and will give them blessings.

"Congratulations to those of you who have died in your family, you can barbecue for funerals, and the ashes can be mixed with rice!"

After all, there were more than a dozen people who were burned to death, so they saved their cooking.

Zhang Yi teased them jokingly, making those people scold even more.

But suddenly, he noticed movement on the balcony.

Zhang Yi walked to the window curiously.

There was plenty of light outside because of the heavy snow.

Then he saw that someone came to secretly carry those corpses.

To be precise, those corpses that had been charred.

These people wrapped themselves tightly, and when they found Zhang Yi looking at them, they were shocked.

"Zhang Yi, we're not here to mess with you, don't get me wrong!"

"We're just here to carry the corpse."

When these people spoke, their vocal cords trembled a little, and they were too guilty to look at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Oh? Moving the corpse? Are you their family?"

"And if you bury it, just throw it down. Could it be that you will still pile up a grave at home?"

These people were asked by Zhang Yi and didn't know how to answer.

"Anyway... Anyway, you won't need these corpses, so leave us alone."

They bit the bullet and dragged the corpse away quickly.

Zhang Yi waved his hand to the glass.

“Have fun eating!”