In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

All the precious materials hidden in every corner of the house were found, and he was beaten so hard that he couldn't get up. Qian Gaoshan was filled with anger, but he had nowhere to distribute it.

After everyone had gone out, Li Mianmian dared to sneak out of the bathroom and carefully helped Qian Gaoshan up from the floor.

"Brother Qian, are you okay?"

There was some fear in her voice. She actually didn't want to touch his bad luck at this point, but she had nowhere to go.

After following Qian Gaoshan for so long, in the eyes of everyone in Building 3, she has been tied to this man.

Now that he has fallen, she will also be implicated.

In addition, she had been vaguely ostracized by everyone in the building before. If she abandoned Qian Gaoshan and ran away again this time, she would also anger this last person.

By then, I'm afraid she won't be able to continue living in Building 3.

Helped up by Li Mianmian's hands covered with frostbite, Qian Gaoshan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sat with difficulty on the shabby iron bed beside him.

"Cough cough."

He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Li Mianmian with a rare softness.

"You didn't leave me and run away. I didn't support you for so long in vain."

Li Mianmian forced a smile and helped him wipe the blood on his face.

"Brother Qian's kindness to me will never be forgotten by me. How could I leave you behind?"

She looked gentle and carefree, but there was a little more hatred in her heart.

Qian Gaoshan treated her as a toy from the beginning and never looked at her seriously.

He was able to let her go, but he just lacked a way to pass the time. He never really had any tenderness for her.

"As long as you know that I am good to you, then shouldn't you also do something for me?"

The man's snake-like eyes slowly wrapped around her, and the suffocating fear instantly enveloped her, and even her breathing became cautious.

Li Mianmian sat there and didn't dare to say a word, because she knew that this man was definitely not holding back any good ideas.

"Help me kill Lu Dongming from 1702. Don't you like to serve men? One more of him is not enough.

Go with a knife and stab him to death when he is at his most indulgent. When you come back, Brother Qian will take you to another building. We will no longer be wronged in Building 3. "

Qian Gaoshan was breathing heavily. He obviously hated Lu Dongming to the core and wanted to kill him immediately.

Listening to his words, Li Mianmian's eyes widened in disbelief.

She was a kind and clean girl before the apocalypse, but isn't it all the fault of this man-eating apocalypse that she is now like this?

How could a weak girl like her live alone? It was just a helpless move to cling to these men, but she never thought that she would end up with such a dirty description.

Furthermore, what Qian Gaoshan said was really ridiculous.

Move from Building 3 to another building?

Regardless of whether this was true or not, she knew just from the terrible temperature that she couldn't get through the cold wind outside.

As soon as she leaves the house, she will be frozen to death in a few minutes, and the few clothes she has on her body will probably be immediately taken away by Qian Gaoshan, right?

Deng Qilin and the others were able to go here because they were fully equipped and their clothes were thick and comfortable. Did she have to fight against the ultra-low temperature with a tattered cotton-padded jacket?

Qian Gaoshan clearly wanted her to die. Even if she really killed Lu Dongming, she would be hunted by everyone in Building 3 and she would not survive.

Li Mianmian's swollen and sore hands began to tremble uncontrollably. If she didn't go to Qian Gaoshan, they would kill her, and she wouldn't survive even if she went.

No matter how she chooses, what awaits her in the end is death.

She couldn't help but shudder when she thought of this, but Qian Gaoshan noticed it immediately.

"What? Don't you want to kill someone for Brother Qian? It seems that your words are not very credible."

Hearing this, Li Mianmian shook his head repeatedly, and the next moment a small and delicate fruit knife was stuffed in his hand.

"Go ahead and use this knife."

Qian Gaoshan imagined the scene of revenge, but the next moment he felt a sting in his heart.

The knife he handed over was actually inserted into his chest, and the blood all over his body seemed to have solidified at this moment.

"Bitch...people..."

The temperature of his body began to disappear instantly. Qian Gaoshan looked at the knife on his chest in disbelief, and fell on the bed with his eyes open unwillingly.

How dare this bitch, how dare she!

Li Mianmian's long-term habit of swallowing her anger made him think that she would never dare to go against him, but he never thought that rabbits would bite when they get angry.

After throwing his body out of the window with difficulty, Li Mianmian took out the supplies that he had secretly hidden in the bathroom ceiling for so long, and kissed him with red eyes.

She had no backer, but she was also liberated.

*

At this moment, the dining table in 1801 was piled with lobster shells. The gloves on Song Jinhe's hands were stained with oil, and the bowl in front of him was already piled with peeled lobster meat.

She said helplessly: "Don't always give it to me. Eat it yourself."

Cheng Qianhuai responded perfunctorily, but the next piece of lobster meat still fell into her bowl.

"Forget it, you won't listen even if I say it."

Song Jinhe didn't want to care about him at all, he just held the bowl and started to put it into his mouth.

The taste is indeed good, and Cheng Qianhuai's craftsmanship is still among the best here.

While she was enjoying her meal, she keenly heard the commotion and quarrels in the corridor.

"A conflict broke out."

Song Jinhe sneered: "I thought they were a loving family, but I didn't expect them to fall apart so easily."

Cheng Qianhuai's hands kept moving, but there was a bit more smile on his face.

The more chaotic this group of people is, the better it is for the 18th Floor. After all, they are only focused on competing with each other and have no intention of continuing to stare at what the 18th Floor is doing.

"This group of people is like a nest of snakes and rats. Even without the influence of Building 7, they will collapse one day.

It's just a matter of time. "

Cheng Qianhuai put the last handful of lobster tails into Song Jinhe's bowl, then took off his gloves and took a sip of beer.

The ice was cold, and if it hadn't been placed next to the fireplace, it would have frozen long ago.

Song Jinhe ate happily: "That's true, because people with shared interests will eventually turn against each other because of uneven distribution of interests.

The group of people in Building 3 are the best example. "

Her thoughts moved slightly, and she suddenly thought of the 1701 family.

They are quite nice people. After all, they joined Building 3 later and have not participated in the disputes between them. They spend most of their time looking for supplies on their own. They are not meddlesome and will not harm others.

There is also a doctor of obstetrics and gynecology among them. Although he is an obstetrics and gynecology doctor, as long as he has medical skills, he will always be popular in the last days.

If possible, she hopes that she can find a doctor with superb medical skills as a teammate in the future. After all, she cannot guarantee that she will not get sick in her life.

"We can build a good relationship with 1701. They have a doctor. If we have any illness or something in the future, maybe we can come and ask for a few words."

Song Jinhe touched his chin: "This family seems to be easy to get along with. By getting rid of Deng Qilin, we have helped them."