Chapter 112: Civil Strife (2)

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Liu Ruirui led Wenwen behind him, and others had no opinions on this woman who showed unusual familiarity when she first arrived, but Li Zhi really had opinions, so she wanted to interject:

"yes, why don't we give them a little food。。。。。。"

Liu Ruirui looked back at this fox-like woman with a dark face, and when she took Wenwen to the 28th floor of District 9, Guan Yutao introduced these companions to her, and similarly, these new companions made her feel huge pressure, two unmarried beautiful women, will it affect Guan Yutao's partiality towards herself, of course it will, otherwise, why would Guan Yutao choose them as companions?

"Miss Li, I don't think you have figured it out yet, these people, these people who look like dogs, once they get involved in food, they will immediately tear their faces and bite each other like jackals。。。。。。

"Of course I understand, I'm from Yanjing, and the situation there is a hundred times worse than yours, but I still escaped alive, do you know why I gave Brother Guan such advice? Think about it with your brain, food can create chaos right now, and chaos is just right for us to fish in troubled waters. ”

"Confusion, what we need now is not chaos!"

"Alright, stop arguing。。。。。。 They will not succeed, since the 3rd floor dares to rob, they will not take into account the authority of the head of the building, and the army, judging by their current performance, there should be a problem with their food supply, otherwise, they will not use this method to reduce the population. ”

Guan Yutao stopped the two women from tearing up in person, but the words he analyzed made everyone present shudder, that's right, reduce the population, think about it carefully, Han'an is not a big grain production city, nor is it a big grain reserve, more than 900,000 people eat, drink and Lazar, it only takes a few weeks to consume Han'an's materials.

And those armies from the north, what is their purpose in occupying Han'an? Maybe there are arrangements at the top, maybe it's really like the slogan they shouted to restore social order, but they can't solve the food problem, everything is nonsense, and the simplest and most effective way to solve the food problem is to cut the population, get rid of the so-called burdensome old, weak, sick and disabled, and leave the best who win through the "law of the jungle", when the time comes, the food should be able to last for another month, two months, half a year, who knows?

"This isn't food, it's chewing gum, what are you going to do with a box of chewing gum?"

The quarrel in the cafeteria continues, and the people who are given the so-called "food" that is obviously used to fool people are obviously very angry, but what can they do? And the results of the so-called negotiations soon appeared, when Representative Zhang appeared at the door with a dejected face, the master worker snarled at him with a bottle of cough syrup:

"You call this garbage food?"

"That's actually medicine."

"Shut up, I didn't ask for your opinion。。。。。。 So, now can we go to the 3rd floor and grab our food? ”

"I 。。。。。。 I consulted the head of the building, and I think 。。。。。。 I think we can go directly to the floor representative on the 3rd floor. ”

"Talk? Are you TMD funny? ”

"Listen, I'm doing my best to resolve the dispute, there's no need to fight, there will be blood when you fight, you, are you willing to shed blood? Would you like to fight 50 strong guys? ”

Oh, Representative Zhang is also a very standard politician, indeed, no one would be stupid enough to fight with 50 strong guys, after everyone acquiesced to what Representative Zhang said was reasonable, he gathered three layers of representatives who were robbed of food and led the three layers of tangled "bodyguards" to show their muscles to the third floor.

Guan Yutao stood in the corridor, he took the initiative to show his muscles, he wanted to see who the people on the third floor were, and whether there were people worthy of his attention who could become his team. Although Representative Zhang dislikes him very much, he can still distinguish between liking and liking, and showing off muscles and showing muscles.

50 strong guys, Representative Zhang didn't tell a lie, he was indeed a strong guy, a real vest man, I don't know if it was from a construction site or what, they all hung jackets from the same company, they were very united, at least the expressions they saw were very hideous.

"Hello, Representative Sun, I'm Zhang Xihai from the 11th floor, and this is the 。。。。。。 from the 7th floor."

"Duh!"

A middle-aged man with a somewhat old face, but still a strong body, knocked on the conference table, he was Representative Sun on the third floor, and at this time he was very impatient to interrupt Representative Zhang's eloquent speech, and said straight to the point:

"Why, I found so many people to support you, okay, Representative Zhang, the Ming people don't say secret words, if you want to get back food, there is no way, unless, you can beat us."

With Representative Sun's words, those guys pulled out the weapons in their hands, steel pipes, water pipes, kitchen knives and so on abounded, and after the kryptonite cat's eyes of the unarmed people who came to Xingshi to ask questions, Representative Zhang said with a slightly ugly face:

"Hey, buddy, we're not here to argue about the previous issue, we're in the same boat now, aren't we?"

"Hmm."

Representative Sun took out a cigarette, and immediately a little brother stepped forward to light it for him, and Representative Sun, who was sitting on the seat with his legs crossed to the table, was obviously more prestigious than Representative Zhang on his own floor, and his deferential face made Representative Zhang really think that he had listened attentively, and hurriedly expressed some of his immature thoughts.

"The issue of food distribution is a matter of life and death, and we can't afford to be in this kind of uneven distribution for a long time, so I suggest that we set up a food distribution committee, and the representatives of each floor sit down and talk about it calmly together。。。。。。

"What are you!"

Someone unceremoniously interrupted Representative Zhang's eloquent conversation, very unkind, very polite, so unceremonious that Deputy Zhang, who was so well cultivated, looked at the "muscles" beside him a little angrily, and the muscles wanted to go up and reason with that outrageous guy with ugly faces, but they had weapons in their hands!

"I'm sorry, I think you're the boss here!"

Deputy Zhang looked at Deputy Sun, but Deputy Sun said with a leisurely expression of smoke rings:

"That's right, what are you? Oh, I forgot to tell you, we are a democracy here, and every member of our 3rd floor has the right to express their thoughts, so, what are you, why are you calling the shots at us? ”