Wang Xingsheng gently picked up the little boy from the ground, looked at the two brothers who fell to the ground unconscious, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

"Acquaintance."

Song Jinhe's face sank instantly: "It's good to know, the two of them tricked us into coming out of the security door in a vain attempt to kidnap me and ask for supplies."

I originally wanted to kill them directly, but thinking that the two of them are your brothers under Brother Wang, and the two of us can be regarded as having some friendship, I thought about discussing it with you.

How to solve this matter. ”

Wang Xingsheng exhaled heavily, and pulled out a smile with difficulty: "I know that they made a mistake in a momentary confusion, I beg you, can you spare their lives?" ”

Song Jinhe's fingertips tapped the back of his left hand and shook his head slightly.

"Brother Wang, they were all dead moves just now, if it weren't for me and Cheng Qianhuai being strong enough, it would be the two of us who are dying now.

Who spares both of us? ”

Wang Xingsheng opened his mouth, he knew that all the mistakes in this matter were the fault of Lao Zhang and Lao Zhou, and the 18th floor was indeed a victim from beginning to end.

The little boy got up with difficulty, ran to Song Jinhe on his knees and grabbed her trouser legs.

"Sister, please let my dad go, please.

He's a good guy, he's all for me and grandma. ”

He was so hungry that he couldn't even shed tears, and his voice was hoarse and kowtowing to Song Jinhe to plead.

"Please, sister, please.

We haven't been able to eat for a long time, Dad is all for me, you kill me, I'm a burden, it's all my fault for dragging Dad and Grandma down. ”

He whimpered and cried, like a wounded little beast, in pain and despair.

Song Jinhe frowned and helped him up, reached out to help the boy pat the dust off his knees, and took out a tissue to help him wipe away the tears on his face.

"Your dad didn't do anything wrong for you, but he was wrong for wanting both of us to die.

If he wants to feed you and grandma, he can go out to search for supplies while the wind and snow stop, and fight for a way out.

But he didn't choose, he wanted to harm people. ”

Now that the weather has warmed up, I can barely go out to search for supplies if I wear thicker, although the possibility of finding supplies is very small, but it is not zero.

In the final analysis, it is just Zhang Shimin's greed and cowardice, which will set his sights on the 18th floor.

The little boy looked to be 12.3 years old, and it was not unreasonable.

He knew that his father had made a mistake, but he didn't want to lose his loved ones.

No one in the house was silent, and who now does not have the seed of evil in his heart? It's just that some people do it, and some people just dare to think about it.

Some of them are glad in their hearts that they didn't make a move and wouldn't end up like this.

Some people grieve as if they see themselves cornered in the future.

Wang Xingsheng pulled the little boy back, his back was bent very low, and he hung his head and pleaded with Song Jinhe.

"They are at fault, and I will teach them a lesson, but please don't take their lives?

He still has children, and if Lao Zhang dies, his mother and children will not be able to live. ”

Song Jinhe looked at the teary-eyed little boy in front of him, and exhaled heavily: "What lesson can offset the evil they have done?" ”

Wang Xingsheng opened his mouth, closed his eyes tightly, and said: "How about if each of them owes you a life, and each of them owes you 200 catties of food."

They are limited to paying it back within a month, and if they don't do it, I will kill them with my own hands, which can be regarded as an explanation for you. ”

Song Jinhe looked at the little boy kneeling in front of her, met the clear eyes, and finally responded.

"Yes."

After all, she was not substantially harmed, and there was no point in breaking up with Wang Xingsheng for the sake of these two people.

The end of the world is imminent, she can't make enemies everywhere, after all, if Building 3 is really difficult in the future, she and Cheng Qianhuai alone will not be able to defend it.

Wang Xingsheng's squad can be regarded as a big battle force, and it is much better to make friends than to fight evil.

After all, the stagnant water on the ground will completely evaporate after the heat falls, and there will be many people who rush into the survivors' base camp at night to burn and loot.

In her previous life, she had experienced this kind of tragedy, the floor where she once lived with the Song family was occupied, and the floor was covered with blood and thugs who were eating bread and celebrating wildly.

If it weren't for her and the Song family to escape from the chaos, it would be unknown whether she would be able to survive.

Building 3 will also experience such a catastrophe sooner or later, and she will always have to find an ally for herself and pave a way back.

The reason why Zhang Erren didn't kill her was also to make Wang Xingsheng owe her another favor, and when the heat came, it was impossible for him to directly throw down the 18th floor and run away, and he would always help.

Going deeper, she really couldn't bear to see such a thin little boy lose his father and finally starve to death in the last days.

Giving the little boy a way to live can be regarded as accumulating virtue for himself.

Song Jinhe raised his eyes and looked at the crowd of people in the room, they were all hungry like skin and bones, and Gao Youyou and Gao Lele, who were huddled in the crowd, were not much better.

In fact, this group of people is still alive now, and they can be regarded as Wang Xingsheng's leadership.

If you want to take so many people to live in the last days, no one knows how heavy the burden is on his shoulders.

"Then I'll let these two people go, but if they do it again......"

Song Jinhe didn't finish his words, but walked out of 1602 with Cheng Qianhuai.

Back in 1801, Cheng Qianhuai looked at Song Jinhe approvingly: "You handled this matter well, and you directly handled their team."

If you kill these two people directly, although Wang Xingsheng can't tell you what you are wrong, he will always have different intentions, after all, those two are his brothers who have passed his life.

Although he doesn't say anything, there will always be suspicions in the future, and his people will also have hatred for us on the 18th floor.

Your handling of this can be regarded as a warning to them, no one will have the courage to provoke us anymore, and they know that their team has been favored by us. ”

Song Jinhe nodded, nestled in the sofa and sighed: "Actually, I also see that the child is pitiful, he is so hungry that he almost has no strength to cry, and he still kneels on the ground and kowtows to me to admit his mistake." ”

Cheng Qianhuai thought for a moment and then spoke: "Have you considered taking in the survivors of the entire Building 3?" ”

Song Jinhe became interested, sat up from the sofa and looked at him: "What does this mean?" ”

"We can't guarantee that there will be no next natural disaster, and now the survivors are short of food and clothing, and those of us who are slightly richer will always be targeted.

Instead of being an outlier in Building 3 all the time, it's better to leak some supplies through your fingers and let this group of people be used by you.

The more people you can use, the safer you can be, and the better you can keep what you have.

After all, it's not enough to have just the two of us, no matter how strong the doors and windows are, someone can always break in, so you might as well take the survivors in the building as guards, which can not only reduce some trouble for yourself, but also have someone willing to protect you. ”

Cheng Qianhuai has seriously considered this matter, and the 18th floor is so good that it has always been looked down upon.

Whether it's the survivors in Building 3 or the rest of the population, there's always a steady stream of people eyeing her.