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

Zhou Bengao looked up at him helplessly: "What do you want to do? Brother, don't blame me for not telling you. Don't forget what Brother Wang said.

He is good to us, but he will never tolerate when someone makes a mistake.

Don't be stupid with the relationship we have had for so many years. Come back with me, okay? "

Zhang Shimin pushed him back a few steps, gritted his teeth and said: "Is it okay? You fucking say if it's okay!"

My own father froze to death in the middle of the night. In order to save a mouthful of food for his grandson, my mother was so hungry that she was left with only a skeleton and was about to die.

I also want to live, and I also want my mother and my son to have enough to eat.

I didn't have the choice to choose Lao Zhou. The world is like this. If I don't want to harm others, I can only watch my family die. "

Zhou Bengao opened his mouth, thinking of the tragic situation of Zhang Shimin's family, and finally lowered his head.

"Anyway, my wife and children are dead, and I have lost my parents a long time ago.

Whatever you say, I'll help you. "

He also felt sorry for his brother. Wang Xingsheng watched the big brother suffer but did nothing, and he felt somewhat resentful in his heart.

Zhang Shimin then smiled and patted Zhou Bengao's shoulder gently: "That's right, Lao Zhou, as long as the two of us can win the 18th floor, we will be the great contributors to the team.

When the time comes, even if the elder brother is angry, we will not be able to say anything even if we outweigh him. "

Zhou Bengao's voice was hoarse, and he struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "Have you figured out what to do?"

"The two of us knocked on the door directly. They knew that we were Brother Wang's brothers and they would definitely not be on guard against us.

I brought a knife, and when the time came, I would directly grab the woman and threaten them to hand over the supplies, and then kill her after she got all the supplies. "

Zhang Shimin took out a dagger from his pocket. Although it was not bright enough, it was enough to kill people.

Zhou Bengao felt uncertain: "That man is a martial artist. Are you sure we can escape unscathed?"

"Nonsense, haven't you seen the way the man looked at the woman when they came to 1602 last time?

These two people are clearly getting along. If you want to control the man, all you need to do is hold the woman's life in your hands. "

"But, isn't it enough if we can get the supplies? Do you have to kill them?"

Listening to Zhou Bengao's nonsense, Zhang Shimin lost his patience: "According to the boss's temperament, if these two people are still alive, he will definitely send the supplies back to them to apologize, and we will not get any benefits by then.

As long as these two people are dead, he can only accept the supplies obediently. Don't you understand such a simple truth? "

Zhou Bengao gritted his teeth: "Okay, then I'll follow you and let's give it a try."

Zhang Shimin was then satisfied, straightened his clothes, hid the dagger, walked up and knocked on the door.

The person who came to ask was Cheng Qianhuai. He looked at the two people outside the door with some confusion. They had familiar faces. They should be people from 1602 Wang Xingsheng's team.

"Our boss asked us to come over and deliver something to you two. Please open the door."

Hearing the footsteps of someone inside the door, Zhang Shimin quickly told the reason he had prepared in advance.

Cheng Qianhuai looked out through the peephole and felt that something was wrong with these two people. They didn't look like they were here to deliver supplies.

"We don't need it, you can just take it back."

He refused out loud, but Zhang Shimin still insisted.

"Our boss asked me to give this to you two. I have to deliver it to you personally before I can complete the mission. Otherwise, I can't leave."

He seemed helpless and spoke again: "Our boss said thank you for the firewood you gave me last time. The things in this bag are also valuable, and we won't worry if I don't hand it to you personally."

Cheng Qianhuai lowered his head and looked at Song Jinhe, and both of them noticed something was wrong.

Not to mention whether Wang Xingsheng would send something to the two of them, even if he did, he would only come in person, and he would never send his two younger brothers and send them away directly.

Song Jinhe's eyes instantly showed a hint of sarcasm. It seemed that some people couldn't hold their temper and came here for their supplies.

"How to deal with it?"

Cheng Qianhuai asked Song Jinhe.

"Of course I have to go out and answer the call. The gifts have been delivered to the door. How can I not accept them?"

This kind of little minion can just add a bit of fun to her boring life.

She handed Cheng Qianhuai a dagger and stuffed one into her pocket. The two opened the safety door and walked out one after the other.

Seeing the security door being opened, Zhang Shimin excitedly clenched the dagger in his pocket. Seeing how quickly Song Jinhe came out, he grabbed the dagger and rushed forward, grabbing her wrist and trying to pull her over to trap her.

Song Jinhe's practice during this period was not in vain. She easily dodged the man's touch, dodged slightly and kicked directly into the crook of the man's leg.

Severe pain came, and Zhang Shimin knelt on his knees in pain, but still held the dagger in his hand and attacked Song Jinhe.

He must kill this woman. As long as he can get rid of the two of them, his family can survive!

He instantly burst into fighting spirit. Taking advantage of the gap between Cheng Qianhuai and Zhou Benzao, he stood up with all his strength and attacked Song Jinhe's face.

His killing intent was so obvious that Song Jinhe quickly retreated to look for an opportunity to attack, and successfully avoided another attack from him.

Seeing that he couldn't even deal with a woman, Zhang Shimin's face turned red with anger, and he simply bumped into her with his body.

He was tall and fat, weighing down like a big mountain, but Song Jinhe directly knocked him down with a leg whip. He fell heavily to the ground and was unable to get up.

Cheng Qianhuai had already dealt with Zhou Bengao and stood on the sidelines, always vigilant, but did not intervene in Song Jinhe's battle.

He knew that her abilities also required practical combat. As long as he paid attention to protecting her safety, he could let her try the rest by herself.

Seeing the two of them defeated, Zhang Shimin still wanted to resist, but was kicked unconscious by Cheng Qianhuai. He was tied up with Zhou Bengao and dragged from the 18th floor to the door of 1602 like a pig.

Hearing the knock on the door, Wang Xingsheng thought that the two brothers who had gone for a walk were back, but he never expected that when he opened the door, he saw Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai.

He secretly thought that something was wrong, but he followed the ropes in their hands and saw Zhang Shimin and Zhou Bengao being tightly tied up.

All the strength in Wang Xingsheng's body was drained from him, and he moved with difficulty to open the door, allowing the two of them to walk in, along with the two brothers who were lying on the ground half-dead.

"Brother Wang, you should know these two people, right?"

Song Jinhe moved a bench and sat down on his own. When he looked at Wang Xingsheng, his eyes were smiling, but he didn't look happy at all.

A thin little boy with sunken cheeks stumbled over, knelt on the ground with a plop, hugged Zhang Shimin and began to cry.

But he was too hungry and had no strength to make a sound. Even his cries were as thin as a fly.

There was an old lady with only bones huddled in the corner. When her cloudy eyes touched her children and grandchildren, she moved with difficulty, but she was too hungry and had no strength.