The world is frozen: I spent a billion dollars to build the strongest safe house

Now that the heavy snow had submerged both floors of the villa, Su Mu climbed to the third floor, opened the curtains, and looked at the bold young man outside through the window.

"I am Su Mu! Who are you? Why do you come to my house?"

Although this group of people had heard that Su Mu's villa had been specially renovated and was very warm and comfortable before arriving, most of them had never seen it and did not quite believe it.

The wind outside was as cold as a knife and biting to the bone. Everyone was wearing Michelin tires and their stomachs were growling with hunger.

But now through the window, they saw that Su Mu was only wearing a thin pajamas, with a blazing flame burning in the fireplace behind him, and fresh fruits on the table. They all couldn't help but exclaimed.

Suddenly, the light of greed spread in their eyes!

The young man swallowed his saliva and said loudly: "My name is Cui Heng, and I am now negotiating with you on behalf of the hundreds of households in Building 13!"

"Su Mu, we are all neighbors living in the same community!"

"As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors! Now there is a heavy snow disaster. Since you have stored a lot of food, you should share some to support our suffering neighbors!"

According to the information provided by Qin Keer, Cui Heng himself is a aggressive and aggressive social gangster who lives with his parents.

After the disaster, he relied on his ruthlessness and courage to fight, and soon unified Building 13. He had about a hundred male owners under his command and was very powerful.

So Cui Heng was full of confidence and felt that if he brought so many people here, Su Mu would be scared to death and welcome him into the villa quickly!

Unexpectedly, Su Mu laughed loudly, "I bought all this food with my own money. Why do you want me to give it to you for free?"

As soon as these words came out, these people suddenly became commotion.

"You're such a bad guy. You didn't alert your neighbors when you knew the disaster was coming. Instead, you stocked up a lot of supplies in advance! Everyone has nothing to eat now. Instead of sharing it with us, you show off in the group every day. Everyone has already I don’t like you anymore!”

"It's just that in the past 20 days, I can't even eat instant noodles, and my mouth is about to fade away. This guy has either steak or roast chicken every day. I'm so greedy that I'm drooling!"

"I starve and freeze every day, but this guy is here making sarcastic remarks. If he doesn't give us some food today, we will go in and rob him!"

"Yes, fight in! Fight in!"

Cui Heng also looked ugly when he heard that Su Mu had openly rejected him. He made a fist with his left hand and raised it above his head. The owners behind him gradually became quiet.

He pointed the long knife in his hand at Su Mu behind the window and said loudly: "Su Mu, did you see it? This is the cry of the masses!"

"There are more than a hundred of us! I advise you to be a rat tail juice and open the door obediently and let us in."

"Otherwise, if everyone breaks into your house on impulse, I can't guarantee that anything bad will happen!"

"Haha, if you don't agree with me, you're going to rob me, right?"

Su Mu crossed his arms and said with a teasing smile: "Then you should give it a try!"

"Hmph, if you don't eat the toast, you'll be punished with a drink!"

Cui Heng's expression changed, and he swung his long knife forward, "Kill! After entering, we occupied his house and robbed all his supplies!"

The people behind him suddenly became excited and started charging with various weapons.

A cruel smile appeared on Su Mu's face, he opened a hidden compartment on the window and stretched out the muzzle of the AK-47.

He had carefully checked on the surveillance camera just now. All of these people had cold weapons such as machetes and crowbars in their hands, and no firearms or the like were found. This allowed him to carry out the massacre with confidence!

"Da da da……"

A burst of gunshots sounded like popping beans, and bright blood flowers suddenly appeared on the chests of the ten or so people who rushed at the front, and they fell down screaming.

"He's got a gun!"

The remaining people were shocked and quickly stopped charging.

How could people living in peaceful times have seen this kind of scene that can only be seen in movies? Smelling the strong smell of blood around them, many people's crotches were already wet!

After a handful of bullets were swept away, Su Mu did not stop. He quickly took out another magazine from the infinite space, replaced it, and pulled the trigger again!

Amid loud screams, a dozen more owners suddenly fell into a pool of blood.

"Run!"

Now everyone couldn't hold their nerve anymore. Someone yelled, and everyone turned around and ran away in a hurry. No one paid attention to the wounded who fell to the ground and groaned.

Su Mu smiled grimly and replaced the third magazine, raining bullets out again. The few people running at the back screamed and fell down.

Others were even more panicked, wishing their parents had extra legs, and slid the sled forward desperately. Many people rolled to the ground or even got stuck in the snow.

Su Mu changed the gun from continuous fire to single shot, aimed at the fleeing owners, and single-shot them one by one.

The effective range of the Ak-47 is 400 meters, but it is inaccurate beyond 300 meters.

Moreover, Su Mu has not received professional training, and his marksmanship is not very accurate. It usually takes four or five shots to hit an enemy.

But this was no longer enough. In just a minute or two, dozens of corpses were already lying on the snow, and more than a dozen injured people were groaning in pain on the snow.

Of the more than a hundred people who came, less than half escaped from the shooting range or the blind spot of the shooting.

"Unbelievable!"

Su Mu sneered, retracted the muzzle of the gun, and closed the shooting hole.

He did not waste bullets on those who were injured.

In such cold weather, if they suffer gunshot wounds and cannot receive timely treatment, the only word waiting for them is death!

Cui Heng stood at the front and was shot three times. The long knife in his hand was thrown to someone unknown.

Dominated by fear, he lay on the cold snow and crawled out with difficulty, leaving a blood-red trail behind him.

However, he didn't climb very far before he ran out of energy and collapsed on the snow, waiting for the cold wind to take away the last trace of heat in his body, and finally the wind and snow slowly covered him underneath!

The windows on the surrounding tall buildings were crowded with people watching the battle, all of them with pale faces and trembling faces.

At the beginning, they secretly regretted that Cui Heng from Building 13 had taken the lead. After breaking into Su Mu's villa, they couldn't get a share of the pie!

No one expected that this Su Mu actually owned an automatic rifle, a large-scale murder weapon strictly controlled by the state, and would shoot and kill people whenever they disagreed, killing dozens of property owners in just a few minutes!

This Sumu is not easy to mess with, and many community owners have already labeled him a devil!

Su Mu sat on his comfortable sofa, his heart was pounding, he took out a bottle of cold beer and poured it into his mouth.

Although this was not his first time killing someone, he still felt a little uncomfortable using a firearm to kill so many people at once!

After waiting for a while, Su Mu slowly calmed down. Except for dozens of corpses half buried by the wind and snow outside the window, there was no one alive.

"Building 13, it's over!"

It is foreseeable that after Cui Heng's death, Building 13 will definitely fall into civil strife again, until a powerful figure appears again to unify them.

Of course, it is also possible that people from other buildings took advantage of them being leaderless, took advantage of them, stole supplies, and killed or incorporated them.

But these are not within the scope of Su Mu's consideration. As usual, what does the life and death of others have to do with him?

At noon, Su Mu posted another photo in the community's main group. It showed a piece of bloody steak with these words:

“Dear neighbors, it’s time to show off every day again!”

"Today I eat steak, grilled only three-layer rare on purpose, to symbolize the bloody battlefield outside!"

"I wonder what you eat?"