Liu Tianming's logic is simple and crude: what I need, I just need to take it from others.

Of course, this kind of thing is based on the premise that the villagers in the building provoke themselves first. Those who do not do such things on their own will have to bear the consequences of the present. Or should I say revenge.

Huang He took Liao Qiu to rob in another room. The owner of the house was a man, and he was obviously a little lacking in heart. He kept crying, begging, and saying that he didn't make trouble with the others, hoping that Liao Qiu would return the stove to him. Huang He was upset when he heard this, so he simply raised his foot and kicked hard in the man's face, and the man screamed and fell back, with a dirty shoe print on his cheek.

Roughness is rough, and the Yellow River is actually very unsuitable for this kind of forcible robbery. He's a cop after all, and he's just angry about what happened before. Huang He left first in a rage, and when Liao Qiu came down with the stove, Huang He hurriedly came up and asked in a low voice: "Is that guy okay?" ”

Liao Qiu is also a character mixed out of the thief's den, and he can somewhat understand Huang He's thoughts. He nodded: "It's okay, at most, my head hit the wall and broke a little skin." ”

Huang He felt that he was uneasy, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and said stupidly: "Nima's, it's all because these guys don't have long eyes." The boss said that we were just staying temporarily, and these guys were going to mess around. To be honest, I really don't want to do that. I feel like Lao Tzu is like a Japanese devil who entered the village in the movie, robbing whatever he sees. ”

Liao Qiu looked at him deeply and said very seriously, "I think so too. In fact, you can grow a mustache under your nose, and we will call you Huanghe Taijun in the future. ”

Huang He wanted to get angry and saw Liu Tianming coming down from the upper floor with another stove. He went up and wanted to say Liao Qiu's words to Liu Tianming again, but Li Jiexin came over, and Huang He only swallowed the words that had come to his mouth. He saw his woman walk to the food box by the wall, grab a canned braised pork, and turn around and walk out of the room.

Huang He followed, and asked incomprehensibly, "Where are you going?" ”

Li Jiexin smiled and did not answer. The two of them went up the stairs one after the other, and walked into the house where Liu Tianming had robbed the stove, Li Jiexin put the canned food on the ground, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

Huang He didn't quite understand, thought about it, and asked, "The boss asked you to give it to them?" ”

Li Jiexin shook her head: "He saw it when I took the canned food and didn't object." ”

Huang He shrugged his shoulders, hugged Li Jiexin, and the two of them slowly walked down the stairs.

In addition to the stove, there is a lack of other essential furniture.

For example, the bed, but also the table and chairs.

Liu Tianming didn't say anything, and the team members covered each other and "frew" the required items from the homes of other villagers upstairs.

There are naked robberies; negotiable, "borrow it for a few days, and I'll pay it back to you when it's used up"; There is also a behavior similar to Li Jiexin's exchange for a small amount of food.

But no matter which one it is, Liu Tianming did not interfere, nor did he give guidance or comment.

Cruelty or kindness are the essence of human beings. There is a lot of food in the team, and it is not a fault to waste a little bit at such a time. Everyone has their own choices, so that mankind can have civilization and the world can become colorful.

This cold night is destined to make it difficult for some villagers in the building. Either way, these things have nothing to do with the team. People gathered around the stove, ate cooked rice, and drank a little wine to keep out the cold, and the atmosphere was very cheerful, and everything seemed so natural.

Through the closed door, one could hear the sound of a heavy object dragging on the ground in the corridor outside. At such a close distance, the evolution ability was enough to make them understand that it was someone who was gently moving the two corpses that had been thrown there during the day.

Liu Tianming didn't know that there had been a cannibalistic tragedy here.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't interfere with the movements of those outside.

These things have nothing to do with themselves, the team is just temporarily staying here. When the snowstorm passes, we will continue to Xichang.

The wind and snow were raging outside, but it was warm inside.

……

In the middle of the night, Luo Kuan, who was in charge of guarding, heard footsteps outside.

It was light, apparently someone had come down from upstairs. Judging by the staggered pitches, it should be two people.

Luo Kuan woke up Liao Qiu, who was sleeping next to him, explained a few words in a low voice, held the assault rifle, gently unscrewed the door lock, and tiptoed out.

It was two villagers living upstairs, with burlap bags in their hands. The open doors of the units poured in a full gust of wind, and dense snowflakes piled up a thick white on the steps of the first floor. They hesitated for a few seconds, probably worried about leaving footprints on the snow. Luo Kuan stood upstairs, listening to them whispering below, and then saw the other party squeak with his feet and shoes squeezing the snow, and walked towards the truck parked downstairs.

Their eyes unleashed the greedy gaze of a hungry wolf at the sight of a piece of meat.

Before the dirty hands could touch the cable of the truck's tarpaulin, Luo Kuan had already rushed over, brandished the butt of his gun, and slammed his forehead with the strength that his opponent couldn't resist. The villager let out a scream and fell sideways with blood and broken teeth splattering from his mouth.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other turned around and wanted to escape, but Luo Kuan caught up with him at a speed far beyond his own, aiming his black and cold muzzle at his chest.

He immediately knelt down, threw away the pocket in his hand as fast as he could, and hurriedly explained: "It's him, he asked me to come." I don't really want to ......."

"Bang ————"

With a loud roar from the muzzle of the gun, the villagers' bodies seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and they bounced back more than half a meter away. He fell to the ground, looking down in disbelief at the bloody bullet hole in his chest, a large foam of blood gushing out of his mouth, his expression frozen, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound.

Luo Kuan put away his gun and walked quickly to another villager who was seriously injured. Bending down, grabbing him by the shoulders and dragging him with irresistible force, he was brought to the lamppole in the middle of the courtyard. The villagers were knocked unconscious by the previous blow, and were awakened by the cold and jolting. He struggled all the time, his mouth coming out loud begging for mercy and shouting. Many of the upstairs rooms had windows open, and a few villagers had escaped through the unit doors.

No one dared to come forward and do much trouble. The lessons and blood of the day are clearly engraved in everyone's minds. They watched as Luo Kuan tied the villager to a lamppost with a rope he had prepared in advance, and slit his throat with a knife.

After doing all this, Luo Kuan grabbed a handful of snow from the ground next to him, vigorously rubbed off the blood stains on his hands, walked through the crowd as if no one was around, went up the stairs, entered the room, and closed the door.

No one dared to take the idea of a taxi and supplies anymore.

……

Even though it was already dawn, the sky was still dark, and the wind was raging with snowflakes. The sky was dominated by black, and the ground was an uncomfortably white.

When Liu Tianming woke up, it was exactly ten o'clock in the morning.

He rarely slept until this time. Maybe it was because of the temperature, he huddled in the warm quilt and didn't want to move, but the door was knocked at this time. Zheng Xiaoyue, who got up early, was combing her hair, holding a belt in her mouth that was too late to bind her long hair, and ran over with light steps and opened the door.

It was Wang Linkang, who was followed by two men. One with a sack of sack on his shoulder, the other with a gun in his hand, watched warily.

Liu Tianming had to lift the quilt and get off the bed. Fortunately, I was wearing clothes when I went to bed last night, so I wasn't embarrassed.

Wang Linkang rubbed his hands together with a flattering smile on his face: "I'm really sorry to disturb you so early." ”

Liu Tianming quickly put on his coat and asked lightly, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Wang Linkang untied the tether on the sackcloth pocket, revealing the half bag of potatoes inside, and said expectantly: "That's the case, I want to change some canned food." ”

Liu Tianming just doesn't like Wang Linkang. He doesn't actually say no to potatoes. The team hasn't eaten much in recent times. For a few days, yesterday's dinner was the only hot food. The suggestion to change the canned potatoes is a good one, at least for a change of taste.

"Is two boxes enough?" This is Liu Tianming's psychological bottom line.

Wang Linkang and the other two people showed surprise on their faces. He hurriedly promised: "Enough! That's enough! Thank you so much, enough is enough. ”

It was a complete bonus.

Wang Linkang actually didn't plan to be able to exchange potatoes from Liu Tianming to canned food. Originally, he just wanted to bring this gift here, to bring them closer. Seeing the food boxes stacked along the walls of the room, the idea of "swapping" suddenly came to him.

It can be seen that these strangers are not short of food. Rather than give it away for nothing, it is better to exchange.

Carrying a cardboard box out like this is very eye-catching. Wang Linkang and his two subordinates discussed in a low voice, and decided to tear open the cardboard box and put the canned food into the empty potato bag. Liu Tianming waited patiently for them to finish this matter, but seeing that Wang Linkang still had no intention of leaving, he couldn't help but sink his face and ask, "What, what else do you have to do?" ”

The sudden change in the other party's attitude made Wang Linkang a little uncertain. He hesitated for a moment, then replied cautiously, "...... I think...... I'd like to exchange something with you. ”

Qi Yuanchang walked over from the side and asked with interest, "What do you want to change?" ”

Wang Linkang stared at the assault rifles neatly placed on the wall, his eyes flashed with excitement and expectation: "Can you give me a few guns and bullets?" ”

Qi Yuanchang touched his chin and smiled: "Of course you can." What do you do in exchange, though? ”

Wang Linkang changed his pitiful appearance, lowered his posture, and used a pleading tone: "I don't have anything here." The only thing you can see is the potato. "To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.