Pregnant mothers in the last days rely on unlimited supplies to survive

Chapter 133 Setting up roadblocks is a business
The old man raised his hand and pushed back the small bupleurum granules in Hua Mi's hand,
"There's no need for change. In fact, we should give you a little more money. It's just that we are old and don't have much cash with us."

The cash is all stored in the bank, but now the mobile phone signal is not working, and there is no internet, so the coffin book of the old couple cannot be taken out.

That's why I was very ashamed and only gave Huami 20 yuan.

The old lady next to the old man stretched out her hand to hold Hua Mi's wrist, and said in a low voice,
"Come on, my boy, come on."

She's still a young girl, she doesn't understand the sinister nature of people's hearts at all, look at those people who are staring at her, everyone is hungry, and they can't get past the obstacles in front of her.

At this time, a young woman who was selling supplies appeared, and the consequences can be imagined.

But it is obviously too late for Hua Mi to leave at this time, she is surrounded by people.

People who were waiting in line to pass the obstacle all surrounded them.

Even if Hua Mi brought out only a few oranges, everyone wanted to try their luck, maybe they could also buy an orange?

Someone took out a hundred-yuan bill and asked in a low voice,
"Do you have any supplies to sell? I have money, and I don't need your change."

When one person asked, a large group of people gathered around and asked in a hurry,
"I have cash here, can you sell me some supplies?"

"I have electricity, and my mobile phone has electricity. As long as you can give me some signal, I can transfer money to you."

"I"

Hua Mi was surrounded by the crowd, she said calmly,
"Don't worry, those of you who have cash should line up first, I also have a small self-heating hot pot here."

As she spoke, she took out a box of self-heating small hot pot (dark mustard flavor) from her raincoat, and held a bottle of mineral water in her other hand.

"Here's this, with mineral water, the two together cost 69.9, and I'll sell it for the money."

"I have 100 yuan, here you are, here you are!!!"

The man who squeezed to the front stuffed a hundred-yuan bill into Hua Mi's hand, and almost snatched Hua Mi's self-heating small hot pot and mineral water away.

He didn't say change, and ran away with the self-heating small hot pot and mineral water.

A bunch of people shouted, "Me too, me too."

"Give me some, give me some."

These people gathered around Hua Mi like a flock of sparrows.

Hua Mi was also unambiguous, and kept taking out a self-heating small hot pot (dark mustard flavor) and mineral water from the raincoat.

Thanks to her raincoat, it looks very big, the sky is dark enough, the surrounding environment is chaotic enough, and people are panicked enough.

Therefore, no one finds it strange that Hua Mi has been taking supplies outside.

Just when the emotions gradually lost control, the commotion here finally attracted the attention of the group who set up obstacles.

From the obstacle, a group of men rushed out, with sticks in their hands, and beat the survivors surrounded by Hua Mi.

His head covered his face, and his subordinates showed no mercy.

All of a sudden, there was a mess outside the obstacle, and all kinds of ghosts were crying and howling.

This is exactly the effect Hua Mi wanted.

Some survivors finally couldn't hold back their anger and cursed,

"Who are you? Why are you setting up roadblocks here? We just want to go to Xiangcheng and B City to buy some supplies!"

"Life is already so difficult, and you still want to exploit us, who gave you the power?"

In fact, many people have questioned this question, but because no one takes the lead, everyone is unwilling to be the first bird to resist.

But now there are people selling supplies outside the barrier, and you can buy them with cash, and you don't need to go to Xiangcheng or B city.

The survivors see hope.

What people are most afraid of is hope. Once there is hope, it will be shattered. When the disappointment is over, human nature will easily collapse!

The group of people who set up obstacles punched and kicked the survivors with sticks, and finally completely ignited the anger of the survivors.

It's hard to say who was the first to start the counterattack. All the women, children, and old people who have no force value are huddled by the side of the road.

Hide yourself in a safe place as much as possible.

And on the entire road, people beat people, as long as they were holding sticks, they were all beaten.

"Who asked you to set up obstacles? What right do you have to set up obstacles on this highway?"

"The commander of the Xiangcheng garrison didn't even say to block the way. Those of you who block the way will be shot."

Hua Mi yelled, urging the survivors to stand up and resist all the way, she took advantage of the confusion and entered the obstacle.

There are still a few men in the obstacle, and they are about to go out to control the situation outside, when they saw a woman came in!
Uncle Eight was tied to the roof of the car and shouted loudly,

"Miss Hua, run, leave us alone, they."

Before she finished speaking, Hua Mi had already pulled out her steel bar, and with two or three blows, hit everyone who set up obstacles.

She deliberately controlled her strength and didn't hit the man on the head. After subduing him, she lifted the man by his collar and threw the man in his hand out of the obstacle.
"Let's go, go and receive the anger of the survivors!"

In a few strokes, Hua Mi solved all the men who came to beat her in the obstacle.

She climbed on the roof, untied her wreckers, counted them,

"Where's Shibai?"

"Here, here!"

Seventh Uncle ran to a corner and recited Shi Diadia, who had been beaten half to death.

In the beginning, their wrecking team was the first to resist the roadblocks set up by this group, but because they were all elderly people in their 80s, [-]s, [-]s, they couldn't do anything against the powerful young people.

The oldest Shi Diaia hid in the garbage truck, and was finally found out by the group and beaten up.

Hua Mi looked left and right, pointed to a fairly spacious van on the road, and brought a bunch of medicine for Seventh Uncle,
"Take a look at the injury first, drive the car farther, and don't get stuck in the middle of the road."

At this time, the survivors and the people who set up obstacles are already fighting hard, not to mention, there are quite a lot of people who set up obstacles.

At least there were fifty or sixty men, all of whom were good at fighting.

However, there were also many young and strong men on the side of the survivors, so the scene became a mess.

Hua Mi couldn't care less about fighting in groups, she rushed to the biggest van with the elderly wreckers, and was going to get Shi Diaia in, and give Shi Diaia medicine first.

The rest of the people went to check the cars blocked on the road one by one, and drove the cars away to remove the obstacles.

As a result, Uncle Eight opened the car door and saw a car full of cash.

The rest of the car was either cash or supplies.

"Sister Hua! Come here."

Uncle Eight immediately closed the door of the car, fearing that the cash in the car would be rushed by the survivors and robbed of it all.

Although the cash was originally collected from the survivors.

Hua Mi stepped forward, glanced at the cash inside through the car window, and said to Eighth Uncle and the others,

"It seems that the business of setting up roadblocks is still a profiteering business. In just a short time, this group has obtained so much supplies and cash."

Hua Mi was a little moved.

　Now I am taking anti-inflammatory and choleretic tablets, stop cheap, only a few yuan for 100 pills, after taking it for a few days, I feel much better, but I really want to drink water and keep farting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)