Natural Disasters At The Beginning, I Won By Hoarding Tens Of Billions Of Supplies

Yang Weicong greeted everyone to come together, but his body was as firm as a rock and refused to move a bit.

This is embarrassing.

Before, the door had to be pried open, but now the door is open but no one dares to open it.

He Zhian was extremely ashamed, and secretly scolded these bastards.

Being roasted on the fire, he said bravely: "Jiang Ning, even if you have a gun in your hand, it's only seven bullets, can you really stop so many people?"

That's right, everyone came back to their senses and clamored again, "Yes, she only has seven bullets, we are afraid of a ball!"

"No need to be afraid, it's just seven lives." Jiang Ning looked at them and sneered, "Anyone who is willing to sacrifice himself to fulfill Mr. He, stand up and I promise to satisfy you.

At that time, if he eats meat and drinks alcohol, your wives and children will starve to death. "

"Jiang Ning, what do you mean by that?"

"It's not interesting, just let you pick seven who are willing to die."

Jiang Ning walked out of the stairs a few steps forward, and put the cold muzzle of the gun on He Zhian's head, "As the building leader, you must sacrifice first, and you should start with you."

The muzzle of the gun was cold, and it was on He Zhian's forehead, not cheap plastic texture.

His heart was suffocated instantly, He Zhian's face was pale, and cold sweat kept breaking out, "You, don't mess around."

"It's you, the building manager, who is messing around. You bring people up to threaten the 18th floor again and again. Do you really think the 18th floor is a soft persimmon?"

Jiang Ning's gaze was like a knife, "I don't cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of trouble. If you make trouble again and again, I can only reciprocate."

After finishing speaking, he put his finger on the trigger.

For a moment, all eyes were on Jiang Ning and He Zhian.

I saw Jiang Ning's eyes showed killing intent, and he slowly tightened his finger on the trigger.

"what!!!"

A sudden and shrill scream suddenly came from the stairs.

"Ah, murder, murder..."

The people crowded at the stairway panicked and rushed to the aisle desperately.

The butt of the gun hit He Zhian's forehead heavily, and Jiang Ning kicked him down...

At the same time, Coke rushed out like lightning, knocked down Yang Weicong who was fleeing in the chaos, and opened his bloody mouth to bite hard.

"what……"

Screaming, fleeing, and dodging are all performed in turn in the crowded aisle.

Someone squeezed in from the stairs, tightly covering his blood-spitting neck, and fell down before taking a few steps. He fell to the ground and twitched non-stop, his eyes stared like copper bells, and he opened his mouth to breathe continuously...

Jiang Ning yelled, "Coke!"

The dog was so vicious that it bit Yang Weicong bloody before he stopped, turned around and rushed upstairs.

The moment it jumped in, Jiang Ning quickly pulled the door and locked it, blocking the swarm of people outside.

After being bumped and squeezed, several people were knocked against the door covered with iron nails, and screamed horribly.

The accident happened so suddenly that many people had no time to guard against it.

Through the iron fence, I saw a man with a crazy expression, holding a blood-stained kitchen knife, slashing wildly at people, and roaring like a beast, "Haha, damn it, damn it, I want you to pay for my daughter's life!

Go to hell, I will accompany you to hell! "

Some people reacted quickly and pulled out knives from their clothes, but they couldn't use them due to the crowd. They wanted to resist but accidentally cut down on their own people.

The lunatic didn't have the slightest scruples, and kept slashing with red eyes. For a while, the aisle on the 17th floor was like a purgatory on earth.

"Open the door and let us in."

"I beg you, help me..."

Many people were frightened and kept beating on the doors of the residents on the 17th floor, trying to get them to open the doors and take refuge.

Including people on the 18th floor, who were fierce just now, but now they are like frightened birds, constantly flapping around.

Facing death, all of them were scared out of their wits.

Jiang Ning didn't open the door, she looked at everything outside through the iron fence with a numb expression.

As if, just watching a TV series.

Zheng Weili clenched her fists tightly, opened her mouth but couldn't speak, and finally turned her head away.

The lunatic's face was covered in blood, his face was hideously distorted, like a bloodthirsty beast crawling out of hell.

There are also a few fat and strong ruthless characters who raised their knives and slashed at the lunatic.

Sharp knives cut on his body, back, hands and feet...

The lunatic covered in blood was not afraid at all, he didn't seem to feel any pain, he seemed to recognize these people, and said hysterically: "You killed my daughter, I want you to bury her with her!"

Like an undefeated demon, one enemy was covered in blood until they all fell down.

But he didn't stop, with a bloody body, red eyes rushing past the panic-stricken crowd, like a devil wielding a sickle...

Others who reacted swung steel pipes or machetes at his head, bursting out with the ferocity of dismembering corpses.

"boom!"

There was a loud gunshot.

The lunatic was headshot and fell down with a bang, with a gentle smile on his blood-stained face, "Don't be afraid, Dad is here to accompany you."

It wasn't Jiang Ning who fired it, but shot it from behind her.

Zhang Chao and Lu Yu looked back, only to see Huo Yishen holding a gun in his hand.

The pupils of the two of them trembled, ah, such a mess can cause headshots.

Huo Yishen had a serious expression, no emotion could be seen on his face.

Instead of firing again, he turned and went upstairs.

A single bullet brought the slaughter to an abrupt end.

On the 17th floor, wailing was everywhere. He Zhian and Yang Weicong, who fell to the ground, were not chopped down, but they were constantly crushed and collapsed. They were unconscious in a pool of blood. No one knew whether they were alive or dead.

Coke refused to accept it and wanted to rush out to fight.

Seeing Yang Weicong once, it will bite this bastard once!

"Help me, save me..."

Those who were cut asked Jiang Ning for help.

Slashed, stepped on, crushed, accidentally injured, stabbed by iron thorns, the scene was horrible.

Jiang Ning is a student of medical school, he can cure diseases and save lives, they don't want to die!

Someone spoke, and others followed suit.

What are you doing to save them?

Healed, then rush to the 18th floor?

Jiang Ning turned and went upstairs, ignoring the tragedy behind him.

Zheng Weili and the others were horrified and couldn't bear it in their hearts, but when they thought of how fierce and threatening they were just now, the kindness in their hearts was wiped out in an instant.

Believe it or not, they just heal the scar and forget the pain.

No one is born a bad person, but the extreme harsh environment and survival instinct make them breed evil.

Several people made eye contact, then turned around and went upstairs silently, ignoring their begging or cursing from embarrassment.

The three-layer stainless steel door was closed, and the sound weakened a lot.

Zheng Weili came back to her senses, "A-Ning, why do you have a gun?"

Jiang Ning smiled and threw the thing in his hand.

Zheng Weili took it, and suddenly found it tricky, "Fake?"

"Where am I going for real?"

The one just now was real, but it was changed by Jiang Ning's tricks.

Zheng Weili played with it repeatedly, "Don't say it, it's still a high imitation, most people can't see it, even I was fooled by you."

"The last time I went out to look for dog food, I found it by accident. I still have a handful. I'll give this to you to bluff."