Natural disaster at the beginning: I rely on the exquisite space to lie down

Looking at the scorch marks, Wang Pengyu still let Qiangzi step forward and knock on the door.

"Bang! Bang!" After two hits, Qiangzi felt a burst of pain piercing his skin, and fell backwards with a cry.

It turned out that the wooden table had been burned by the strong impact and pressure until only a thin layer was left. The high-intensity voltage directly touched Hadron's arm through the final isolation.

It can only be said that Qiangzi and the other person were very lucky. They escaped from the high voltage at the last moment and did not directly turn into two charred corpses, but they still caused a lot of damage to the two of them.

After a busy morning, provoking and attacking, in the end all the attacks were blocked by the electrified iron fence. Wang Pengyu became increasingly angry, but as helpless as last time.

Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred. He really couldn't touch those women now, but that didn't mean he would let them sleep comfortably in the room.

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Xie Shu did not completely ignore the actions of Wang Pengyu and his gang upstairs, but after hearing Wang Pengyu's speechless thoughts, he frowned.

The failure of the attack is disgusting. Although the iron fence is a door that isolates the danger from the outside world, it is not closed. Wang Pengyu ordered people to throw garbage and excrement through the gaps in the fence onto the platform on the 25th floor. Anyway, there was nothing they could do for the time being.

The people under his command did not even blink when they heard this order, praising Wang Pengyu as worthy of being the boss and having many ideas.

When Xie Shu heard this order, he felt a little uncomfortable due to mysophobia. As expected, some people have no bottom line, and evil is an innate trait in their bones. So what if you can't "attack" for the time being? The disgusting methods are always strange and omnipresent.

She took a deep breath to relieve the discomfort caused by mysophobia in her heart. After thinking about it, she felt that it didn't matter. The door on the stairs was still closed and it was separated by one floor. The smell might not be transmitted up. Instead, she was worried about Mo. Yang Yang and Liang Xiaozhen.

After Wang Pengyu gave the instructions, he led the team and left again. Before going downstairs, he gave a sharp look towards the top floor, with no trace of malice and resentment in his eyes.

It can be said that when Wang Pengyu and his gang targeted Building 43 and arrived here, his obstruction to Xie Shu and his gang was just like a head-on conflict between two gangs. Shu and the others were completely filled with hatred, and quite a bit wanted to do whatever they could to kill them with thousands of knives.

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Mo Yangyang and Liang Xiaozhen stood behind the stair door and listened to them leave, but it was obvious that Wang Pengyu would not give up. Of course, they had no intention of backing down and compromising from the beginning to the end.

But now we are in a dilemma. It can be said that they are fighting a protracted war now, but this protracted war has no advantage for the closed Mo Yangyang and Liang Xiaozhen. Although the current food is sufficient, only consuming without replenishing is not a long-term strategy.

After thinking about it again and again, Liang Xiaozhen decided to discuss it with Xie Shu.

[Shu Shu, we can't keep fighting with that group of people. A protracted war is not good for us. There is no way to replenish it. Sooner or later we will run out of food, and we will be dead. 】

After Wang Pengyu left, Xie Shu got on the treadmill. When he was sweating profusely, he stopped when he saw the notification on his mobile phone. Now except Mo Yangyang and Liang Xiaozhen, no one could contact her through the mobile phone, so the news It will only be sent by two people.

Seeing Liang Xiaozhen's words, Xie Shu suddenly realized a problem. The reason why she didn't care about Wang Pengyu's long front was slowly depleting was because she had enough supplies in the space to back her up, while Mo Yangyang and Liang Xiaozhen didn't. Multiple supplies as a guarantee.

Even though Xie Shu estimated that the supplies the three of them had obtained before going out would be enough to support them for a long time, Liang Xiaozhen and Mo Yangyang were still worried about being in a state where they could only get out but not get in.

By the way, thinking of Wang Pengyu's disgusting thoughts and orders, Xie Shu suddenly felt that it was not impossible to deal with Wang Pengyu and his party as soon as possible. Anyway, from beginning to end, there is definitely no way to be kind to these people, but how to deal with them is a problem.

[If we really want to face them head-on, we need to plan carefully. After all, the opponent has many more people than us. 】

[Does Shu Shu have any chili powder or any other masks? I don’t recommend that we have a direct confrontation. 】

Liang Xiaozhen's words directly gave Xie Shu a clue, because there were enough cold weapons and some hot weapons. Even though the space had some inventory that had been purchased online, she had not yet considered using pepper spray or tear gas for actual combat.

[Yes, there are masks. 】

Xie Shu couldn't help but reflect that he still had too little experience in actual combat. If he had been aware of this aspect for a long time, it might have been easier for many others to solve it before, and it wouldn't have been so troublesome. To put it bluntly, she had narrowed her path. She had only considered physical attacks before, not chemical attacks.

But this cannot be blamed on Jie Shu. After all, in this situation, most of the confrontations that others can engage in are direct hand-to-hand combat. No matter how many people use a kitchen knife or a fruit knife, most of them rush forward recklessly. After all, if you can't even eat, who will have the energy to think about some "evil ways"?

Now that we have the equipment, there is no need to worry. Xie Shu temporarily stopped the "exit" discussion on the pretext of searching for a mask. His consciousness sank into the space and he looked at the various equipment on the shelves. Xie Shu felt like, There needs to be some "innovation", otherwise having so much equipment would be wasted.