Natural Disasters At The Beginning, I Won By Hoarding Tens Of Billions Of Supplies

Jiang Ning bought a few when he was stocking up, thinking that he might be able to bluff people at a critical moment, but he didn't expect Huo Yishen to have a real one in his hand.

The order of the last days has fallen, but the core departments of the government are still operating, but the flood has submerged everything, making the efficiency like a tortoise crawling, but this thing is still relatively strictly controlled.

Therefore, until the last moment, she will not touch the real guy in full view.

It's one thing to alarm the authorities, and she couldn't find a reason to explain it to Zheng Weili and others.

But today I don't know what will happen tomorrow, if the situation really gets out of control, she will shoot without hesitation.

Looking at 1801, where the door was closed, Zheng Weili pulled Jiang Ning into the room, and asked curiously, "Why does he have a gun?"

"He is a special police officer, so he probably has connections."

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that not only can he fight, but he is also a sharpshooter."

It's all right now, not only did he kill the lunatic who stabbed people, but even He Zhian and his group can live in peace for a while.

To be honest, Zheng Weili and the others were relieved to see the lunatic die at the hands of Huo Yishen.

This is a great and pitiful father, he was so injured that it is impossible to survive, but if he falls into the hands of those people, he is afraid that he will die without a whole body.

It's better to be free, to walk more simply and with dignity.

The team has real guns, and Zheng Weili and others feel at ease, but they are still a little worried that they will be investigated.

I thought there was a bad battle to be fought, but I didn't expect to be disrupted by a lunatic, it was a wrong fight.

Several people paid attention to the movement downstairs, and the uninjured ones turned into birds and beasts and dispersed, while the injured ones saw that the 18th floor was determined to die, so they could only curse and leave.

Soon, the 17th floor became quiet.

Many people came to this confrontation, but there were also many people who agreed on the surface, but did not participate at all.

The 17th floor is even more prudent to protect oneself, locking the door behind the door and not opening it.

After all, it is too close to the 18th floor, if they are retaliated against, they will bear the brunt.

However, the fire at the gate of the city affected the fish in the pond.

When they opened the door, they were really angry and frightened. There were bloodstains everywhere in the corridor, and there were many corpses on the ground.

Who did they provoke, why did the 17th floor always become a battlefield?

The three residents cursed and discussed throwing the body into the water, and then cleaned up the blood-stained corridor.

What kind of life is this, and will it be allowed to pass by?

As soon as it was cleaned up, the family members of the victims rushed up and learned that the body had been thrown away, and they started arguing with the people on the 17th floor.

The clay figurine still had a bit of aura, and the long-suffering 17th floor broke out completely, rushing into the room and taking out the kitchen knife.

"Damn it, who did we provoke? They come to us at every turn, and we didn't hack people to death, so why accuse us of not opening the door?

Knowing that they are breaking the law and committing crimes, why don't you stop them, now that people are dead and come to find us bad luck?

Do you want the body to be dragged away earlier? Now you can fish in the diving, go fish! "

Honest people don't get mad, madness kills people, seeing a few kitchen knives kept waving, the family members of the deceased would dare to trouble them, they had to swear and leave.

Before they came up, they calculated how much they could get, but they didn't know that the supplies were missing, and their man was hacked to death by a lunatic. How will the orphans and widows live in the future?

God, you should open your eyes, stop the rain!

...

Around noon, Lu Yu and Zhang Chao got some news.

The crazy man who stabbed people with a knife lived on the seventh floor. He was divorced for many years and lived with his daughter. Before that, the house was broken into by masked gangsters in the middle of the night, and all the supplies were taken away.

Desperate, his daughter had to secretly sell her body in order to survive. When he learned the truth, he slapped her twice in anger.

The daughter was so ashamed that she jumped into the flood...

Ben and his daughter depended on each other for life, but the man couldn't bear the stimulation and went crazy, and took a knife to retaliate against the society and started killing.

A few were hacked to death on the spot, a few died of hemorrhage, and a few were less seriously injured. There were also many trampled and crushed injuries, but the rain was so heavy that it was impossible to go to the hospital without an assault boat.

I can only survive at home.

Yang Weicong and He Zhian are unconscious, hoping to burp.

This time, when the feathers returned, the enemy's momentum was depressed, and the entire unit building was filled with mourning.

Jiang Ning was thinking about another thing. The red-faced gang in the confrontation was probably a masked robbery gang.

Although a few were hacked to death by crazy men, there were still a few who escaped unharmed. This group of people should pay special attention in the future.

The fight didn't work out, Coke was feeling down, humming and flirting.

There is no way, the horse dog is naturally aggressive, Jiang Ning can only comfort it with delicious food.

"You have a grudge against Yang Weicong?" The shit shoveler was very curious, "Catch him and bite him!"

Coke gritted her fangs and continued to whine proudly.

It has more than an enmity with the bastard, it is simply bloody enmity!

Jiang Ning put his arms around Gouzi, his eyes gradually deepened.

Just waking up from a nap, the walkie-talkie rang, "Jiang Ning, are you teaching Doudou today?"

It was Huo Yishen, Jiang Ning replied: "Yes."

There is no fight today, but the conflict will be inevitable in the end. The only way to improve yourself is king.

When there was a knock on the door, Coke ran to open the door with his claws, consciously exchanged with Doudou, and went to 1801 for training with dog food in his mouth.

Doudou was locked in the room by Huo Yishen, but she didn't understand anything, and her spirit was a little listless, "Sister, when will I grow up and protect you and big brother?"

Jiang Ning reassured her, "Study hard, grow up quickly, and you will be able to protect us soon."

Doudou didn't understand, "Coke is fine, why can't I?"

"You are different from Coke. Dogs grow fast, but we humans grow slowly." Jiang Ning encouraged her who was frustrated and restless, "Listen to big brother, he will let you grow up as soon as possible."

Doudou became happy now, and secretly lifted up her clothes to show her, "Sister, I actually think I can do it, and big brother helps me exercise every day."

Seeing Doudou's vest line, Jiang Ning was shocked at the time, she didn't even have it yet!

Children are still growing, so excessive exercise is not good, but now is a special period, Jiang Ning does not think that Huo Yishen is wrong, accidents may happen at any time in the last days, the most important thing is to have the ability to protect yourself.

Practice it, roll it up, and start the vest line!

There is no need to meet, the consciousness on the 18th floor is very high, and the days to come will be even more difficult.

The pounding of Zheng Weili's punches could be heard across the wall.

For dinner, I ate noodles with Doudou, scooped a spoonful of meat sauce and mixed it with a very fragrant taste, the intercom rang again, "Will you be practicing sparring later?"

Without hesitation, Jiang Ning said, "Yes."

After entering 1801, I went straight to the topic and started practicing. I didn’t let out my anger in the morning, so Jiang Ning practiced a bit hard.

Everyone has secrets, she kept her mouth shut and didn't ask about the gun.

Facing her relentless attack, Huo Yishen's defense was like an iron wall.

For two full hours, Jiang Ning sat on the non-slip mat panting as if he had been fished out of the water.

He handed over a clean new towel, "Wipe it off."

Jiang Ning thanked him and almost lay down on his stomach.

Huo Yi said surprisingly, "The recoil of your gun is a bit strong, you need to adjust the posture of holding the gun a little, otherwise it is easy to hurt your arm."

Jiang Ning was a little confused, "..."