Extreme hoarding of supplies: At the beginning, I tore the Virgin Mary with my hands

Chapter 12 No.12 Sandstorm

Wen Jin doesn't know what's going on with Chen Longyue, but at least Wen Jin's room is probably the only safe house in the community.

The windows of her house are all covered with a layer of metal boards and another layer of iron boards. Even if the boards are all blown off or smashed, the windows inside are still made of several layers of tempered glass.

But apart from Wen Jin's family, other families suffered.

"Is there anyone in there? I'm from 1103 next door. The glass in our house is broken. Where's yours?"

Wen Jin didn't open the door hastily. In the monitoring screen on the computer, there was a man about 50 years old standing at the door, who was anxiously tapping on the door.
The situation in the corridor is not very good either. One of the windows on both sides has been completely shattered, and the glass on the other side has been smashed out of dense cobwebs. It probably won't last long.

"Our house is also broken!"

The man was stunned for a moment, then continued to knock on the door and said, "You're lying! I've seen your house before, and it's very solid! Little girl, we are all neighbors, at critical moments, we need to help each other!"

It turned out to have figured it out a long time ago.

Now that it has been discovered, Wen Jin simply stopped acting. The houses in this community are at least on this floor, and the bathroom should have no windows.

Now this disaster has only been less than an hour, how can a normal person come out to ask for help at this time?
After a while, when he looked at the monitor again, the man was actually prying his own anti-theft door with a wire!

Wen Jin's heart was ruthless, and he directly turned on the switch of the power grid.

"what--"

There was a scream from outside the door, and the man was already slumped on the ground, twitching all over.

"Husband, husband!"

A middle-aged woman rushed out of 1103, looked at the man, at a loss, and finally ran out of 1103 a young girl, probably in her early twenties, holding a stick in her hand to separate the man's hand from the power grid.

"Bang bang bang!"

The knock on the door became louder, and the middle-aged woman's face was full of viciousness: "You little bitch! Why don't you save your life? Your house is so well decorated, so you should save people at this moment! You hurt me Husband! I tell you, I want to sue you!"

Seeing the woman's palm pat on the spot where the man just patted, Wen Jin felt speechless for a while, is this family a fool?

"I'm warning you one last time, get the hell out of my door, get your dirty hands away from my door, or you'll be next!"

Wen Jin stood at the door and shouted loudly at the door. Seeing the woman hesitated for a moment, she moved her hand away and turned on the power grid again to scare people.

"bump!"

With a loud noise, another window in the corridor was also smashed, and the mother and daughter who were blown by the convective wind seemed to be flying away in the next second.

There was no other way, the two of them could only bitterly drag the fainted man back home.

The two left Wen Jin's heart, but she didn't let go. This was only the first time, or the first group of people.

I am afraid that many people have already known about the decoration of my house, and there will only be more and more people and troubles coming to the door in the future.

I don't know how long the electricity in the community can last. Even if I have a generator, how can I get it out?
The group of people in the community searched their house over and over again, and they knew exactly what was inside.

This power grid is nothing but waste if it is not supported by electricity, let alone the camera in my house, when will it be dismantled?
Thinking of the camera, Wen Jin acted out, pretending to be surprised and found the first camera.

Next, all the conspicuous ones were removed, leaving only some corner cameras that couldn't capture anything and were hard to find.

Chen Longyue in the other building watched the viewing angle on the phone gradually disappear, and punched the wall hard.
But now the wind is too strong, and there are so many desperate people outside, he can't get out at all.

Su Qingrou, who looked away and hid in the corner shivering, why is it so far behind?

"Bitch! Didn't you say that the next one will be plague and flood? What's going on!"

"I, I don't know either!"

Su Qingrou was also wronged. She had never experienced this sandstorm in her previous life. Facing Chen Longyue's eyes that were about to kill someone, she flinched again.
Wen Jin, it's all Wen Jin's fault!Why is her house so well decorated?Why does she know everything!

Since she knew everything, why didn't she tell herself, blame her, blame her!

"Ding! Mission [-]: Rescue the survivors knocking on the door outside."

The cold voice rang in her ears again, Su Qingrou was stunned, how should she save herself, besides, she is so pitiful, how to save them?Why!
The electric current struck punitively, and he could only focus on Chen Longyue who was beside him, "Chen, brother Chen, look at the people outside are so pitiful, can you, can you let them go..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Longyue threw an ashtray at him,
"They are pitiful? Then I throw you out to accompany them?"

Su Qingrou, who fell on the ground, clutched her forehead,
It's different, it's different...

Gradually, the shouting outside became quieter, but the sound of the wind became louder. Chen Longyue stared at the surveillance camera. A few residents fell on the ground outside and were hit by stones because they had no time to dodge. The rest were also at zero. Scattered to find a place to hide.

"Ahhh"

Several seemingly thin women were directly blown into the sky by the strong wind.

The loess and dust covering the sky covered the camera, making it gradually difficult for Chen Longyue to see the situation outside.

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Wen Jin, who was hiding at home, heard the sound of the wind getting louder and the sound of stones hitting the metal plate gradually becoming more frequent, and couldn't help but start to worry!
In the end, I could only take the knife and start chopping the wooden table.

A table can't do anything, not to mention that Wen Jin's first chopping has ruined a lot.

A few nails were removed at will, and the board was nailed to the front of the window glass.

The rest can only be seen by good fortune...

After touching the sweat on her head, Wen Jin turned on the shower.

But I don't want a lot of fine sand and muddy water to spew up as soon as I open it.

This is just great.

Wen Jin almost became a clay figurine, but she had no choice but to take water from the space into the basin, pretending that she had just filtered it.

Although there is no camera in the bathroom through the spiritual detection, Wen Jin is still afraid in his heart. What if there is something like his own space that can block his spiritual detection?

Fortunately, the money I spent on the decoration was not in vain. The wind has been blowing for three days, and the outer metal plate has changed in three days. At least the iron plate and glass are still in good condition.

In the past three days, probably because of the strong wind in the corridor, none of the neighbors dared to go out. Apart from always worrying about the exposure of her own space, Wen Jin was happy to be alone.

(End of this chapter)