Extremely hot apocalypse: I emptied the icebergs at both poles

The end of the world, day 17.

Before the sun rose, some people returned to the community.

But until the sun rose, only one in ten people returned. It was unknown whether they died outside or were trapped outside, or even unwilling to return.

Why come back?

Give others the materials you worked hard to earn?

Before, there was still "home" as a bond, but now Wu Mofeng came up and started killing people, who still has family?

Then why go back to Qidong City?

I can eat and drink well, isn't it good? Do I have to be a dog for others?

Women?

Haha, it's not like Yu Chutong, or at least a big beauty like Mi Xiaolu, but the one in Building 10... I haven't taken a shower for so many days, and the sour smell on my body is really unbearable before I go.

Under such high temperatures, it can indeed help a large number of men quit masturbation.

Wu Mofeng looked at the seven people who came back, and his face was a little ugly.

How much supplies can seven people bring back?

Very little!

But how many people are there in total?

More than 800 men and women in total!

What to do, how can this amount of supplies be enough to eat!

Wu Mofeng is very popular, and at this moment he really doesn't want to be the boss.

Playing with women can only make him happy for a while, but worrying about his subordinates' eating, drinking, defecating and urinating will bother him every day and every moment.

Too bad.

But not being the boss?

He is reluctant to give up the power to command others. The key is, once someone else becomes the boss, will they command him to go out and look for supplies?

Instead of listening to others' orders, it is better to be the boss himself!

Wu Mofeng is so worried.

Forget it, just go and have fun and put all the troubles behind.

However, not long after he entered the room, he saw four men rushing over. Before he could react, a rope was already around his neck. He struggled and danced, but how could one person match the strength of four people? After a while, his face turned red, and he struggled violently again, and suddenly fell silent.

The four men looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. They thought that Wu Mofeng could kill Han Zhengyuan and other gangsters, and they would be tough and difficult to deal with. What happened?

Too easy.

"He should not be the 'White Eyebrow Hero', we were all deceived by him."

"Who cares? Anyway, he is dead, and we are the boss!"

...

In order to satisfy his gossip, Wei Ming also placed eavesdropping devices in many rooms when he was in Building 10 yesterday. He couldn't help but look surprised when he listened to it when he was bored.

Wu Mofeng is dead.

She was strangled to death by four people, but these four people did not become the boss. The men were divided into eight forces, and the women were divided as wealth, with each force getting more than a dozen.

Wei Ming couldn't help but sigh.

In troubled times, women are the worst.

Not to mention being a fairy, it's not easy to be a "human"!

Look at what these women in the community have become?

Just objects.

Under the pressure of death, without the constraints of morality and law, everything has returned to the primitive and jungle period, where strength is king, and women who are born weak in strength will of course become the objects of slavery.

From the first batch of forces such as Zhang Shi and Sun Dai, to being enslaved by Han Zhengyuan's gang, and then reunited by Wu Mofeng, and now it has become eight forces, how many days have passed?

11 days.

It's only 11 days, but it seems to have been half a year or even longer.

Wei Ming sighed.

After knowing this, the six girls of Yu Chutong all looked towards Wei Ming.

If there was no Wei Ming, what would happen to them now?

Although they are more beautiful, will their ending be good?

Whoever is in power will be their plaything, and every time the power changes, they will be passed between different men, like property, just like the women in the community now, who only keep changing their masters.

Can they resist?

If they can't get a gun, they can only fight with cold weapons, and using cold weapons to hack and kill has always been a man's stage.

Even if Song Qingyun is a security guard, what does it matter?

Will anyone care?

Their hearts are surging, and with the comparison, Wei Ming's image suddenly becomes taller.

...

Wei Ming sat on the balcony, drinking ice cola while looking outside, and the desire to go out and have some fun became stronger and stronger.

After being locked up for too long, he will want to move.

Of course, if he really wants to go out, he must be fully prepared.

After dinner, Wei Ming was considering whether to go out tonight when his cell phone started to ring.

He turned on his cell phone and saw a man standing at the door of the basement.Looking sneaky.

"Who, what for?" he asked casually.

"My name is Huang Xian, I have important news!" the man said.

"Tell me more details, I don't have time to waste on you." Wei Ming said.

Huang Xian hesitated for a moment before saying, "I used to be a contractor for government projects, responsible for building an underground shelter."

Huh?

Wei Ming thought about it, opened the door with his mobile phone remote control, and after Huang Xian went in, he said, "Take off your clothes and put on the one next to you. I have to make sure you don't have any weapons that can threaten me."

Huang Xian was stunned when he came in.

Cool!

How can this room be so cool!

No wonder Wei Ming's life is so carefree, it's really fucking.

After a moment of hesitation, he didn't feel embarrassed, and quickly changed into the clothes prepared by Wei Ming, which was actually just a pair of beach pants.

Well, no weapons.

"Come up." Wei Ming said, and opened the door on the first floor with the remote control.

When Huang Xian walked to the first floor, he saw Wei Ming sitting on the sofa, drinking a bottle of Coke in his hand.

Huang Xian licked his lips and said, "Can I have a sip?"

He could only drink three sips of water at most every day.

Wei Ming opened the refrigerator and took out a can of Coke, but did not throw it to Huang Xian, but put it on the coffee table: "Let's talk about the shelter first."