Wang Xingsheng's eyes were slightly sour, although they could be called acquaintances, they were just one side.

Song Jinhe was able to do this, which was indeed beyond his imagination.

Gao Youyou and Gao Lele, who were sitting in the crowd, also wiped the corners of their eyes with some sadness, and went around in circles, they were helped by Song Jinhe again.

Wang Xingsheng hurriedly handed the backpack that was placed aside to Song Jinhe: "Give you all these things, you give us so much firewood, we can't let you suffer too much."

We owe you this deal, and you must open your mouth when there is anything that can be used to us in the future. ”

Song Jinhe took his words, reached out and took the backpack and handed it to Cheng Qianhuai, and said, "This is certain, we live in the same building and it is fate." ”

The temperature is terrible low, and although she has a few warm babies on her body, she still feels a little unbearable.

"Now is not the time to chat, the two of us will go back first."

Song Jinhe nodded slightly towards everyone, then turned around and went upstairs with Cheng Qianhuai.

Wang Xingsheng hurriedly opened the bag and threw two pieces of firewood into the charcoal basin in the house, the fire was a little bigger, and everyone couldn't help but lean in and stretched out their hands towards the dancing flame in the middle.

He looked at his brothers' bodies, large and small, some of which had cracked and leaked pus, and even though he had applied ointment, it was to no avail.

After all, the environment cannot be changed, and no matter how much else you do, it is useless.

"I'll put my words here now, there are a lot of brothers in our team, and I also treat you as relatives.

It is really difficult for everyone to twist into a rope in the last days, and the 18th floor is willing to pull us a hand, not a duty.

It's best not to let me know that you have the idea of beating others, Xiao Song and Xiao Cheng help us so much, who dares to get dizzy and find trouble with them, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Wang Xingsheng's gaze swept over the room, and he suppressed all those who were about to move with a fierce gaze.

Song Jinhe, who was back upstairs at this moment, leaned against the fireplace to keep warm, she sat on the soft sofa and opened her backpack, but found that there were a lot of things in it besides grenades.

Two bags of instant noodles, a tube of chilblain ointment, two pieces of chocolate and a bottle of high-strength liquor in a plastic bottle.

"He's quite generous."

Song Jinhe put the materials into the space and sighed slightly, and casually stretched out his hand on the edge of the fireplace to keep warm.

Cheng Qianhuai glanced down, and also reached over and rubbed his hand: "Indeed, liquor and chilblain medicine are precious nowadays, and it is considered that he can take them out and give them to us." ”

He paused slightly: "He is indeed a good person, but the brothers in his team are not necessarily good.

I've just observed that there are already one who is clearly interested in our supplies, and there are some who are hiding in the crowd and ready to move.

If he can't suppress his brother, then I'm afraid he will be dragged down by them in the future. ”

Song Jinhe naturally understands that after all, people's hearts are flesh and blood, and no one wants to turn against his brothers who have been with him for a long time, and Wang Xingsheng is naturally not exempt from vulgarity.

It's just that he has to do something, otherwise he can only bear the consequences of letting those people go.

"I'm afraid he already has a plan in his heart, depending on his own intentions.

Anyway, I won't let go of those with bad intentions in his face, he doesn't have such a big face with me. ”

Both of them decided on a solution to this matter, and seeing that it was not too late, Song Jinhe applied to learn some new moves.

No one goes out in the cold winter, but there are always people who take the risk to search for supplies in the scorching heat.

She doesn't want to be suppressed, so she can only take advantage of the current situation to improve her ability.

Cheng Qianhuai's strength is just a help to her, and what really matters is that she herself has the ability to take charge on her own.

After all, his home is not big enough, and the temperature is not as high as 1802, so once he sweats after exercise, he always has to worry about catching a cold.

After thinking about it for a while, Song Jinhe decided to go back to his home to train, just to take Cheng Qianhuai as a coach.

Cheng Qianhuai's first reaction when he got the news was joy, after all, he had never had the opportunity to enter her house after the end of the world.

Seeing that more than 200 days have passed, his understanding of Song Jinhe's family is limited to a small square world in the entrance.

It wasn't so much that he cared about going to her house, but that he was one step closer to her again.

The two of them went out with a tight wrap, but when they passed by the corridor, they inexplicably heard a less obvious friction sound.

Song Jinhe made a silent gesture, and cautiously leaned over to the security door to look out through the cat's eyes.

I don't know if I don't know it, there are actually 3 men standing outside the door, and they all seem to be aborigines of Building 3.

Now it is the male owner of 1702, Lu Dongming, who is researching the lock cylinder of the security door.

A sarcastic smile rose at the corner of Song Jinhe's lips, it seems that she went to deliver firewood to 1602, but she was targeted by this family again.

I thought that killing so many people would allow them to live in peace for a while, but I never thought that this group of people would still have a burden to come to the door.

The two men living in 1401 and 1501 were a little timid, and from time to time they had to look up at the cat's eye of the security door, for fear that their whereabouts would be discovered by Song Jinhe.

"Lao Lu, you dragged the two of us up just to see you pick the lock?

This door is not easy to open, if they can open the 18th floor, they will miss it a long time ago? Is it our turn? ”

The man in 1401 had some thinning hair and looked to be in his 50s, and the more he talked, the more panicked he felt.

"I don't agree with your decision anyway, you can send it to death if you want to, but don't pull me.

My wife and children are all at home, and I haven't lived enough. ”

After speaking, he hurriedly went downstairs and ran away, secretly scolding Lu Dongming in his heart for not doing personnel.

The person who came in 1501 was a young man, who looked about the same as Cheng Qianhuai, estimated to be about 25 years old.

The hair has not been taken care of for a long time, and it is greasy and greasy on the face, like a black and shiny hat.

"Brother Lu, are you sure, you have to pry down like this to open the door in the Year of the Monkey?"

Lu Dongming's anxious hands trembled a little, and he didn't have the slightest bottom in his heart.

He once entered the bureau for burglary, and he boasted that he had some ability to pick locks, but this lock was obviously not within his ability.

He didn't dare to come over before, but now because of the money he robbed, Gao Shan's supplies have been squandered, and he can't starve the children at home without eating.

Although Cheng Qianhuaihe and Song Jinhe had a gun in their hands, it was good to be able to fight back by surprise when they were caught off guard in the middle of the night.

It's just that now it's obvious that the teacher is not successful, and the wire has been probing for a long time in the keyhole, but not even half of the scratches have appeared.

After trying like this for half an hour, both of them were frozen and stiffened, and their lips couldn't stop trembling, and Lu Dongming was finally deflated.

"Fuck, this one is really hard, you should get an ammo or something and just blow up a hole in their wall, it's clean and fast."

The young man of 1501 snorted coldly: "It's light, who can get this thing?"

You didn't know if you said it earlier, and I wouldn't have waited so long for you, freezing me for more than half an hour. ”

He rubbed his hands and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by a clear female voice.

"What to go? No more research? ”

(End of chapter)