Suddenly, the muscular man said in a hoarse voice: "On the 18th floor, isn't there food on the 18th floor?"
As soon as he said this, many people immediately started to agree.
"That's right, there's a lot of food on the 18th floor. That man always came back with a full load. The food he brought back was enough to feed a group of us for several days!"
"That's right! What's the point of having so many supplies for the two of them? Why don't they just leave them unfinished? Just watch a group of us starving downstairs and become emaciated!"
"They enjoy spicy food, why should we suffer like this!"
Zhao Yiming moved his shoulder. The wound did not recover well because it was only briefly disinfected. Now it only has a thin layer of skin. A slightly larger movement can tear the wound open again.
He sighed helplessly, gently rubbing the fabric of the clothes on his shoulders and lowering his eyes to hide the hatred in his eyes.
“That woman is very fierce, and men are not easy to mess with.
Look at the wound on my shoulder. It hurts even if I move it even slightly. How can we go against it? "
His apparent weakness only aroused public indignation even more, and the strong man also snorted and said: "So what? Which one of us doesn't have a kitchen knife or axe?"
The two of them don't care about human affairs, do they still think that we will just leave them alone? "
Li Mianmian also nodded in agreement: "People like them who don't know how to unite should give up the food. Those supplies can obviously make us all live better, but the two of them are stubborn.
Such people are not worthy of our tolerance, and they are not worthy of holding those supplies! "
"That's right! Grab all their supplies!"
"They don't deserve to have so many supplies! I haven't had a full meal in a long time!"
Seeing that everyone was unanimous, Zhao Yiming suppressed the raised corners of his mouth and pretended to be embarrassed: "But the security door of their safe passage is too strong, and it is impossible for us to rush in with brute force. "
He thought for a moment: "We still need someone to trick them out. Li Mianmian, go ahead. You always look less threatening than us men, and they can barely let down their guard."
Li Mianmian's body trembled when his name was called, and he breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the content.
It wasn't anything too outrageous, it was just to trick those two people out. She didn't think she had done anything harmful. Even if the people on the 18th floor were harmed, it had nothing to do with her, right?
She swallowed. After all, the 18th floor itself was too much. They had supplies but refused to distribute them to everyone. It was only natural that they should be taught a lesson.
"Okay, I'll go!"
She answered solemnly, and the men around her looked at her with a little more approval, while the women looked at her with eyes full of disgust.
Li Mianmian, a weak woman, was simply homeless. Because she did not contribute much when going out to search for supplies, she could only get very little food.
In addition, her house was occupied by others, so she had to live in the house of the building manager Zhao Yiming, and lived with their family of three.
At first, everyone praised Zhao Yiming for his kind heart and broad mind, but who would have thought that one night when Zhao Yiming's wife woke up, she found that the man and the woman were entangled together, and they didn't know what the world was like.
She made a big fuss, and although Li Mianmian said with tears that she didn't mean to do it, the women in the building didn't have a good look at this kind of third party who interfered with other people's families. They wanted to roll their eyes to the sky when they met her.
If Li Mianmian treated Zhao Yiming half-heartedly at first, but seeing that she could get some supplies from Zhao Yiming to fill her stomach every time she finished, she gradually became a third party willingly.
Zhao Yiming's wife would cry and scold her at first, but seeing that her son was only 5 years old, the mother and daughter simply couldn't live without this man, so they simply turned a blind eye and locked themselves in the house all day long to do whatever they wanted. None of it happened.
With Zhao Yiming's wife as an example, the other women looked at their men even tighter. When they saw Li Mianmian, they gritted their teeth and wanted to tear off her white lotus-like face.
Zhao Yiming pushed her gently: "You'd better hurry up and lure them down. If we seize the opportunity, we'll catch them all!"
Li Mianmian blushed and nodded, but looked at Zhao Yiming with some confusion: "I don't have any proper reason to call them out. Can I reveal the news to them?"
Zhao Yiming thought for a moment and then snorted coldly: "Tell me, as long as you succeed, they won't survive that day."
Li Mianmian nodded lightly, straightened her clothes before twisting her waist and walked up to the 18th floor. The others stood quietly at the corner of the 17th floor, always waiting to rush out and catch the person.
Standing in front of the security door on the 18th floor, Li Mianmian swallowed, took a deep breath nervously, and then spoke softly: "Hello? Is anyone here? I have something to tell you. About government distribution of food.”
Song Jinhe stood by the kitchen window and heard only their quarrel. She didn't catch the subsequent whispers of their plans, but she also knew that the woman came with bad intentions.
After all, the relationship between the 18th floor and the 3rd floor has dropped to a freezing point. Even if there is any good news, I am afraid they will not share it with the 18th floor.
She thought about her previous life, and it seemed that it was during this period that she received the news that the government was about to distribute food. However, she had a high fever and almost fainted and missed the news. After receiving the food, her father was stunned without letting her see a single grain.
She didn't originally plan to receive it in this life, but thinking about Cheng Qianhuai's reminder a few days ago, after thinking about it for a while, she still felt that she needed to go out and show her face.
Song Jinhe slowly cooked the millet porridge, closed the kitchen door, opened the security door and walked out, only to find that Cheng Qianhuai had just opened the door and walked out.
After seeing Song Jinhe, his stern face softened instantly, and he looked at her with curved eyebrows: "Are you also interested in this matter?"
"Yes, supplies are running out. If you happen to have this opportunity, you must seize it."
Song Jinhe spoke with a smile, then raised his hand to open the safety door, and walked out with Cheng Qianhuai.
Li Mianmian, who was standing outside the door, stiffened when she saw Song Jinhe. Cheng Qianhuai usually went out to search for supplies. She thought he would be the only one coming out this time, but she never thought that Song Jinhe would also come out.
Thinking of the way this woman slashed at Zhao Yiming without hesitation that day, her face turned a little pale, but she still suppressed the fear in her heart and stood still in front of the two of them.
"What's the matter? Tell me."
Song Jinhe raised his eyes to look at her. The moment Li Mianmian saw her face, he frowned and bit his lip with a little force.
She wore a mask the last time she saw her, but she never imagined that she was so good-looking and not like the unsalted girl she imagined who could only go out wearing a mask.
Seeing her being coy and silent, Song Jinhe frowned: "Aren't you going to tell me about the government's grain release?"
