At 11 o'clock in the evening, Zhao Yongxin knelt in front of Zhang Beiqiang's house.
"Brother Qiang, my family really has nothing to eat, please help me!"
Zhao Yongxin's face was full of pleading.
He remembered that Zhang Beiqiang moved an elevator's worth of supplies home, and Zhang Beiqiang also said in the group at that time that he could come to him for help if he was in trouble.
If there is anyone in the community who can help him, Zhao Yongxin thinks it must be Zhang Beiqiang.
"Husband, I think he's quite pitiful. Can't we help him?"
Zhang Beiqiang's wife also saw Zhao Yongxin's situation in the group and immediately softened her heart.
She is also a mother and really feels the same way about this kind of thing.
But Zhang Beiqiang shook his head.
"Can't help."
When he sees his wife, he has to speak. Zhang Beiqiang explained:
"Although our family has some food reserves, it's not too much. We started today and helped him. What about other people coming later? How many people do we have enough food for?"
"This is inviting disaster for yourself!"
"We could just give him one..."
Zhang Beiqiang's wife's voice became much softer.
She also knew in her heart that this kind of thing must not be hidden. Maybe her neighbor had put his ear to the door and eavesdropped.
And those who have no food at home, 80% of them are also paying attention to Zhao Yongxin's actions.
As long as you give it to Zhao Yongxin today, you may not have to wait until tomorrow. Someone will knock on the door tonight asking for food.
They had some food at home, but it couldn't be enough for dozens of people.
Only by rejecting the first one can you give the next person an attitude. Unless it is a burglary, don't try to take anything from them.
She also has children, and she still wants her children to be safe more than others.
So she fell silent.
Zhao Yongxin knelt from eleven o'clock to twelve o'clock.
The door still didn't open.
The weather is over 40 degrees below zero. If you don't leave, you may freeze to death here.
He left Building 3 in despair.
Liu Mo also saw Zhao Yongxin and his family asking for help in the group, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
He can provide some food to Zhao Yongxin now, but he is not the Holy Mother. Is it possible that he is still supporting this family?
Compassion is the last thing you should have in the last days.
After struggling at the bottom for several years, what Zhao Yongxin is experiencing now has been experienced by Liu Mo at least a dozen times, and his heart has long been hardened.
Besides, Zhao Yongxin didn't need his sympathy, he was quite a tough guy.
There are more than a thousand people in the community, and a total of five people with super powers have emerged.
Zhang Beiqiang is one.
Ran Min and Wang Rong are two women upstairs.
The remaining two are Zhao Yongxin and Liu Kai'an.
Among them, Zhao Yongxin has the highest talent.
The power level is divided into nine levels from F to SSS.
He is a lightning-type talent, and his talent ceiling is very high. He reached A level in just a few years, almost touching the top level at that time.
For example, Liu Mo's current strength, which is just starting level, can barely be judged as F level.
Liu Mo still has to cross the five levels of E, D, C, B, and A before he can reach the level of Zhao Yongxin in his previous life.
Of course, we are talking about Zhao Yongxin a few years later.
Liu Mo never thought about subduing this person, because this guy was even more perverted than Liu Kaian before. Later, all four of his relatives turned into zombies. In despair, he almost killed everyone in Building 6 because he was During the most difficult time, these neighbors did not give him food.
He even wanted to kill Zhang Beiqiang, but unfortunately his early strength was evenly matched with Zhang Beiqiang's, so he failed to do so.
This kind of dark character is engraved in the bones, and it will be stimulated sooner or later in this apocalyptic world where people cannibalize people. People with this kind of character will not be willing to be controlled by others.
Liu Mo could use his own strength to force him to persuade, but to be honest, there is really no need for that. The most indispensable thing in the apocalypse is people. If needed, he can just recruit them at any time.
As for Zhao Yongxin's strength, I'm sorry, but in this life, he himself is a high-level combat power!
The reason why superpowers are transcendent is because their individual strength is extremely powerful.
Powerful individual superpowers can completely change the situation of the war on their own. It is not difficult for one person to slaughter an entire city. Why should he leave a factor of uncertainty around him?
Zhao Yongxin’s family is not the only one whose family has run out of food.
At present, about one-third of the families in the community are unable to untie the pot.
Nothing tests human nature more than hunger.
There is no suffering more maddening than hunger.
Zhao Yongxin had just returned to the door when he heard the cry of the child inside.
He was about to step into the house but suddenly stopped.
In the morning, my wife still had the last bit of milk, but it was simply not enough to satisfy a two-month-old child.
Moreover, my daughter-in-law has just given birth, and her body cannot withstand such a torment.
Zhao Yongxin's expression changed several times, but in the end he still didn't have the courage to walk into the house.
Standing at the gate, the cold made his body tremble continuously.
After hesitating for a long time, his eyes became firm and he raised his feet and walked downstairs.
"Aunt Li! I just went to see Mr. Zhang in Building 3. He gave me half a bag of rice and told me that you are a warm-hearted person in our community. You are always helpful to everyone, so I also asked me to bring you some. Rice.”
Zhao Yongxin forced a smile on his face to cover up his inner uneasiness.
His words had an effect.
When Aunt Li heard that it was Zhang Beiqiang, she subconsciously relaxed her vigilance. After all, Zhang Beiqiang had carried more than a dozen bags of rice home at that time, and he was also very enthusiastic. Like her, he was also a member of the owners' committee.
So after Zhao Yongxin rang the doorbell and called, she quickly walked to the living room, ready to see the situation through the peephole.
At first glance, I found that Zhao Yongxin was carrying something bulging in his arms, and he was also holding a black plastic bag in his hand, which looked like he had something.
Looking again, Zhao Yongxin was in high spirits, as if he had really encountered something great.
"Is Aunt Li here? Mr. Zhang asked me to bring you rice!"
Zhao Yongxin's heart was pounding, but he still had the courage to hold up the plastic bag and shake it at the cat's eye.
"Xiao Zhao, did you go to Building 3 just now?"
Aunt Li shouted through the door.
"Yes, Aunt Li. A few neighbors downstairs gave me some, but it was just enough for one meal. I had no choice but to think of Mr. Zhang."
"Hey, guess what? Mr. Zhang was so open-minded and just gave me half a bag of rice!"
Zhao Yongxin patted his down jacket, and there was a rustling sound in the down jacket.
He deliberately fabricated the story about the neighbor downstairs in order to make Aunt Li lower her guard.
I also deliberately gave Aunt Li a psychological hint, telling her that it would be fine if others opened the door, and it would definitely be the same for you.
She heard sounds and saw things, plus the relationship between her and Zhang Beiqiang.
She was not a careful person to begin with, but after Zhao Yongxin's suggestion, Aunt Li no longer had any doubts and opened the door happily.
But what she didn't expect was that as soon as the door opened a crack, a huge force came from the hand holding the door, and she was dragged out for more than a meter.
The door was violently opened by Zhao Yongxin, revealing a panoramic view of the corridor.
The black plastic bag fell there, and the opening revealed the contents, which were snow crushed into many small pieces by Zhao Yongxin.
Aunt Li reacted immediately.
But before she could take action, Zhao Yongxin pushed her away and ran into the kitchen, rummaging frantically in the cabinets.
"Zhao Yongxin, what are you going to do!"
Aunt Li's eyes were about to burst, and she shouted and rushed forward to stop her.
But how could she, an elderly person, be Zhao Yongxin's opponent?
In desperation, he saw the kitchen knife beside him and quickly went to grab it.
Zhao Yongxin was startled and subconsciously grabbed the kitchen knife in his hand.
But Aunt Li seemed to be crazy. She didn't care about the fact that Zhao Yongxin already had a sharp weapon in his hand, and still rushed towards him without mercy.
He had just taken the kitchen knife and was about to turn around, when he happened to slash Aunt Li's neck with the knife.
"puff!"
Red blood shot out towards Zhao Yongxin, dyeing his down jacket red.
Aunt Li seemed to be looking for some support, waving her hands randomly, but eventually fell to the ground with a thud.
Her eyes were wide open, and her mouth was still opening and closing, as if she was cursing, and she seemed to be frightened.
The kitchen knife fell heavily to the floor.
Looking at Aunt Li struggling in front of him, Zhao Yongxin only had one thought left in his mind:
He...killed someone?
Aunt Li's neighbor looked out through the peephole after hearing the sound.
As a result, after hearing Aunt Li's curses and horrified shouts, she was so frightened that she locked the door and started shouting among the owners.
"Everyone, come and help, Zhao Yongxin went to Aunt Li's house to rob!"
One sentence instantly detonated the peaceful group chat.
They were already sleepy at night, but they didn't dare to sleep for a long time because of the heating. The owners who still had cellphones with power also started talking about it.
But to fight Zhao Yongxin?
Whoever goes there is crazy!
At this time, after a brief panic, Zhao Yongxin suppressed his rapid breathing and rummaged through Aunt Li's house for things.
Finally, he found a ten kilogram bag of rice that had just been opened in the bedroom.
Seeing this bag of grain, Zhao Yongxin no longer knew whether he should cry or laugh. His tears and snot were frozen into ice pimples hanging on his face, which stung his heart.
I hurriedly found the door key from Aunt Li's house, then put the keys in my arms one by one, closed the unit door, and ran up with the rice on my shoulders.
Aunt Li was ten floors away from his house, so he ran up in one breath.
When he arrived at the door of his house, he hurriedly dealt with the blood that had solidified and frozen on his body.
Fortunately, the blood only sprayed on his clothes. There was no way to get the down jacket anymore, so he took it off and threw it down the corridor.
After sorting out my mood, I carried the rice into my house.
Seeing the surprised expressions of his wife and parents, he suddenly felt a lot more at ease. After the fear subsided, he even felt less guilty about Aunt Li.
The phone kept buzzing. Zhao Yongxin took it out and took a look. When he found that everyone in the group was scolding him, the expression on his face did not change. He just silently gave this phone to the only one in the family. I turned off my cell phone, then made a random excuse and put on another down jacket.
Seeing his parents happily melting snow and steaming rice beside the heating basin, he felt there was nothing to regret.
Even if he is sentenced to death, at least his family can still live, right?
