Cheng Qianhuai hooked his lips and smiled, but did not refute.

He would never have any defense against her, and he could even give his life if she wanted to.

Song Jinhe didn't shirk too much, after all, Cheng Qianhuai's proposal was indeed right, and it would always be a bit of a waste to keep the materials outside for a long time.

In particular, food should be kept fresh in the space rather than being left outside to rot and spoiled.

"Then I'll take the things away, leave you some supplies and water that you usually need, and come to me to get the rest if you need it."

As for three meals a day, if you don't mind, I can provide the ingredients, so why don't you take the trouble of making two servings, how about we eat together? ”

Cheng Qianhuai naturally couldn't ask for it, and nodded very happily: "No problem, if you have anything you want to eat, just tell me, I believe that my craftsmanship will not disappoint you." ”

Song Jinhe bent his eyes and smiled: "Then let's do it, I want to eat spicy crayfish at noon today, as well as flowing juice wide noodles."

With two beers, it's pretty good. ”

"No problem."

Cheng Qianhuai responded, took over ingredients such as crayfish and wide noodles from Song Jinhe's hands, and then walked into the kitchen and started to get busy.

The 18th floor was soon filled with a scent, but Building 3 fell into a panic again, and the idea of some people rising was also frightened by the stiff corpses downstairs.

Qian Gaoshan walked into 1502, and the corpse of Deng Qilin lying on the ground had been completely frozen, and the blood was meandering, and it had formed dark red ice crystals at this moment.

He thought that Deng Qilin's arrival would put pressure on the 18th floor, but he never thought that he would be solved by them so easily.

Carefully picking up the dirty cotton clothes scattered on the ground, Qian Gaoshan swallowed nervously, and then ran home with all the harvest.

The 18th floor is not something they can covet, and no matter what, they must stay away from it in the future.

Everyone in Building 3 also heard the sound of those corpses hurriedly falling to the ground, although they felt frightened when they looked at it from the window, they also had a little more calculation in their hearts.

When a person dies, what if there are still supplies hidden in the house?

Wang Huanghua in 1702 walked out cautiously with her child, but met Qian Gaoshan in 1502.

This man had thrown her daughter into the raging sewage with his own hands, and although he was now the head of the building, the men of 1701 still did not deal with him.

Looking at the many unshaped cotton clothes and down jackets in his hands, Wang Huanghua's eyes narrowed.

"It's all the people in Building 7, right? With so many clothes, do you want to be alone? Is there any reason left? ”

Qian Gaoshan snorted angrily: "First come, first served, do you understand?" It's the end of the world, do you still want me to pay attention to the seers? ”

After speaking, he was about to go upstairs with his clothes, but he never thought that Wang Huanghua would directly take the child and reach out to grab it.

"What are you! If you have supplies, why don't you distribute them to everyone?

It's a shameless shame for you or the head of our building! I think you're an old guy who doesn't deserve to be virtuous at all! ”

Wang Huanghua's man did not follow him down, but hid upstairs to keep warm, so the three of them couldn't rob Qian Gaoshan, a strong middle-aged man.

Seeing that the cotton clothes that were about to be snatched away by him, Wang Huanghua simply opened his mouth and shouted directly at his broken gong.

"Everybody come out and take a look! The building manager wants to swallow the materials alone, take all the cotton clothes away, and don't leave us any oil and water! ”

Hearing their mother say this, the two children also began to scream harshly, calling out all the people who were already hiding behind the door of Building 3 and eavesdropping.

Qian Gaoshan saw that the situation was wrong and was about to break free and run, but he never thought that he had been surrounded by everyone up and down in the middle of the stairs, and there was no way to escape.

He scolded in a bit of a broken mouth: "What do you all want to do? If you don't succeed, you dare to block Lao Tzu here! ”

But his existence has lost the restraint on the people in Building 3, and there is obviously no deterrent effect.

At the beginning of the last days, he relied on his ruthlessness to gain a firm foothold in Building 3.

But no one is easy to mess with these days, and who has not had human life on his hands?

Those who can survive until the end of the world will be afraid, but they will only be afraid of those whom they cannot defeat at all.

A mere mountain of money is just a land hooligan who does not enter the stream, and there is no threat to the people in Building 3.

Ants bite elephants to death, Qian Gaoshan usually withholds the materials that everyone in the building should get, and many people are already dissatisfied with his behavior, but he lacks a fuse for a conflict.

Deng Qilin moved into Building 3 and called Qian Gaoshan brothers, but the aborigines of Building 3 did not dare to act rashly.

But now that he has no backer, he even wants to swallow these cotton clothes taken from the dead people, and the people in the building will naturally not agree.

"Why wouldn't we? You've been doing evil in Building 3 for so long, you should have restrained yourself, right? ”

Wang Huanghua's husband Lu Dongming walked down from the upstairs step by step, and he was getting closer and closer to Qian Gaoshan.

"I'm telling you, don't think of yourself as high as the sky, you're not even a fart in the eyes of all of us.

You want to take away these cotton clothes and hide them, and I'm afraid that there are a lot of oil and water hidden from everyone at home, right?

Neighbors, I think you should go to his house and do a good search, maybe there will be a big surprise waiting for us? ”

Lu Dongming's words obviously moved many people in the building, and they stepped forward and snatched all the cotton clothes in Qian Gaoshan's hand and put them on their bodies, and then walked towards 1101.

Qian Gaoshan naturally understood what he had put in his house, and tried his best to stop them, but he never thought that someone would break the door lock, and walked in in a grand manner.

"White Noodles! Rice! Can! ”

Lu Dongming rushed to the front, and naturally saw the materials crowded into a pile in the corner of the bedroom.

"Good! Everyone is tightening their belts to get by, and you're doing a good job! ”

He gritted his teeth, reached out and took a few canned meat into his arms, and the rest of the people also rushed up, instantly snatching all the supplies that Qian Gaoshan had accumulated for a long time.

Seeing that his things were getting less and less, Qian Gaoshan's eyes were dyed blood-red, and he rushed forward to use a knife with them, but was kicked to the ground by Lu Dongming.

"This kick is for the revenge of my poor eldest daughter!"

After speaking, he made up a second kick: "This kick is what you owe to all the residents of our Building 3, you have stolen so many materials behind our backs, and you have lived a good life alone for so long!"

From now on, it has nothing to do with us whether you live or die, you can take the word Li Mianmian to fend for yourself! ”

After he finished his move, the rest of the residents who had been coerced and intimidated by Qian Gaoshan also stepped forward to make up some punches and kicks, and he lay on the ground and couldn't move.

Li Mianmian shrank in the bathroom and didn't dare to open the door, for fear that he would also be targeted by this group of people and be beaten again.

(End of chapter)