Returning to the end of the world before the natural disaster, I emptied the world of supplies

What Sun Jingtao said makes sense.

Among the people at the scene, except for Ye Qing, who was still in college, the others were all veterans who had been struggling in the workplace and life for many years, and they still understood basic human relations.

And they knew that the little girl in 3201 had a gun, although they didn't know where she got the gun.

But at least, if you really take advantage of today's opportunity to get involved, everyone may have another backer in the future.

Tian Jiliang was a smart man, and he was the first to take the lead and said:

"Then take out Miss Jiang's part first. Brother Tao, everything is up to you."

I have to say that he knows how to speak.

While giving a high hat to Sun Jingtao, he also did not forget to show his identity as the leader among the others.

After he made such a statement, the others had no choice but to follow suit: "Well, listen to Brother Tao!"

Sun Jingtao nodded.

The few people did what they said and got up to move Jiang Yan's supplies separately and put them aside. Then they opened the cartons and counted and distributed them a second time.

"Husband, Xiaoye and I found some supplies that can be used to bundle and ship these things. There are also five dried paint buckets inside, which can be taken out if needed."

While talking, Su Dai and Ye Qing walked out of a small bedroom holding several large rolls of unopened wires, electrical tape, and a stack of snakeskin bags for construction waste.

The house where Liu Dahong and the others kept their belongings was most likely to be in the middle of a second renovation but the owner was not at home.

The room was empty.

In one of the small bedrooms, there were piles of wires, gypsum boards, putty powder, paint buckets, paint brushes and so on.

When everyone was discussing the distribution of supplies, Su Dai and Ye Qing did not participate, but went to other rooms to search for available supplies.

After all, when they came down just now, everyone just wanted to find supplies quickly.

As for how to transport this material back, no one thought about it.

The power is out now, but those living on the floors above and below the 17th floor are fine.

For people like Sun Jingtao and Su Dai who live on the top floor, even if they are transported alone, it is not a small problem.

In fact, the supplies are not too much, nor are they too heavy, but the difficulty is that they are too scattered.

Things like sugar obviously need to be unboxed and redistributed by bags.

In addition, the "violent confrontation" with Liu Dahong and others in front of everyone also consumed too much energy.

Now I'm hungry again, and I don't have the right tools, so it's really hard to fix it.

But now that there are wires and snakeskin bags, it is much easier to transport all the supplies together.

The key is no longer so conspicuous.

As for the electrical tape, the temperature in front was too high and the glue inside was probably damaged and lost its stickiness, but it can also be used as a rope.

"Well, thank you, wife." With everyone around, Sun Jingtao couldn't say the word "baby" that he loved most in the past, so he changed his title.

The supplies were quickly distributed.

Only when someone got the supplies could they wait to open the mineral water and take a sip first.

In fact, they wanted to drink it all in one gulp, but they also knew the scarcity and importance of clean water.

Just save it.

Everyone's supplies were finally packed and bundled.

Sun Jingtao, who lives on the same floor, is responsible for carrying the supplies for Jiang Yan.

Tian Jiliang lived on the 29th floor, so he volunteered to help him move it.

It is said to be help, but in fact everyone knows that it means more supervision.

I'm also afraid that he will take it all to himself.

After all, Jiang Yan's amount of supplies was two or three times as much as theirs.

Everyone carried handbags on their shoulders and walked out with excitement and joy on their faces.

Tian Jiliang was walking at the front of the team. Before he had even taken two steps, he stopped dead in his tracks, "This?"

He put down the mineral water he was carrying in his right hand and stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses, thinking he was dazzled. One of the temples of the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose was broken in the chaos in front of him. He had not had time to repair them. He had to reach out to hold them up after taking a few steps.

"what happened?"

Sun Jingtao, who followed closely behind, took a step forward and took a breath silently.

The fire door in front of the walking stairs was blocked by a group of people.

To be precise, it was a bunch of old people and children sitting on the cold floor tiles.

They range from three or four years old to sixty or seventy years old.

Most of them are familiar faces.

Before a natural disaster strikes, people would greet each other warmly when they meet in the community.

They are also considered to have relatively good physical resistance.

Those with weaker bodies had almost died in the previous high temperature.

The fire door that was originally open behind these old people and children was now tightly closed.

Seeing several people coming out of 1704 with food and water in their hands, those people's eyes shrank for a moment, but then they brightened up.

The reason why I shrank was because I saw the blood stains on their bodies and the blood-stained swords, guns and clubs.

Liang, on the other hand, clearly saw the exposed food and water.

Two children even swallowed.

"Aunt Ye, Aunt Zhang, what are you—" Tian Jiliang choked in his throat mid-sentence and reacted instantly.

It was obvious that they had been targeted when the large group came down just now.

It was still pouring rain outside at this moment, and there was lightning and thunder.

Everyone said nothing as they went downstairs, and walked straight up the stairs. The sound of footsteps should not be very obvious.

But it was probably the chaos on the 32nd floor that attracted the attention of the owners on other floors.

Of course, there must be owners on the 17th floor.

Therefore, it is not impossible to focus on them instead.

But they had weapons in their hands at the moment, so those neighbors naturally did not dare to provoke them at will.

Therefore, the bitter meat trick was used.

Ye Qing glanced at everyone, his originally clear eyes now filled with a light mist.

As the only woman in the team, Su Dai smiled slightly and politely stepped forward and said:
  "Uncle, auntie, we have to go upstairs, and I need you to give in."

Sun Jingtao watched silently and said nothing.

His intuition and professional habits told him that in addition to these old people and children, there must be a bunch of adults.

And these adults are 100% hiding behind the fire door.

It doesn't matter if you have a weapon in your hand.

Su Dai's voice fell softly, and the old people remained motionless.

"I built this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to live from now on, leave money to buy the road!" A little boy of three or four years old stood up, put his hands on his hips, and said in a sweet voice.

Everyone: "."

Whatever age a child can know, it must have been taught by the adults at home.

Su Dai felt dumbfounded for a moment, "Kid, these words were said by bandits. Didn't your parents know this when they taught you?"

"Auntie, I'm hungry and want some candy."

The little boy didn't reply to her words. Instead, he stretched out his thin black hand forward and stared at the box of dehydrated fruits in her hand.

The box was too square to fit into a snakeskin pocket.

It wasn't too heavy, so Su Dai tied it up with electrical tape and carried it in her hand.

The shell is colorful, and at first glance, I thought it was candy or something. (End of chapter)