Those picky people were the guys who broke down the doors in the corridors on the seventh, eighth, and ninth floors before.
Being able to be in relatively safe areas on these floors, their identities are naturally unusual.
They were all relatively high-status people in society, even among the upper class.
Their net worth ranges from at least one billion to several billion, and each of them is a human being.
Including those who later tried to contact Mr. Qi, they were also the ones who were extraordinarily thoughtful.
Now, they are still picky about supplies, just as Tian Feng said.
Being picky is not the main purpose, but to bargain, and to strive for the best interests for oneself for the established facts.
But Tian Feng doesn't accept the tricks of their upper-class society.
After Dou Hua saw several messages from Tian Feng on his mobile phone, he turned to the camera and nodded.
Immediately, he stared at the few people who wanted to bargain and sneered;
"At this time, do you still think of yourselves as big shots in the upper class circles?"
"Wake up, look at the current situation, you have long been nothing, not even comparable to those working-class people!"
"At least those working-class people have occupied the kitchen, and the supplies inside are enough for them to survive for one or two months."
"But what about you? If Mr. Tian hadn't provided supplies, we would all have starved to death within a week! Or..."
Having said this, Dou Hua paused deliberately, then his tone became lowered, and he continued;
"You want to wait until there is no food and food, then kill each other, and then become like wild beasts, cannibalizing each other!"
"Don't feel disgusted, and don't believe it. In a state of extreme hunger, animals will do anything to survive."
"Didn't you smell that since just now, there has been a faint smell of meat coming in from outside? Go to the window and have a look."
After Dou Hua said this, those people really noticed that there was a smell of barbecue, vaguely coming from the window.
Although the glass of the window was covered with spider web-like cracks caused by Mr. Inqi's previous shooting.
But there is still a good place. When you get closer, you can clearly see the outside.
In addition, Tian Feng opened the window a crack through remote control.
The closer they got, the stronger the smell of barbecue became, making them salivate after being hungry for several days.
But no matter how often I swallow my saliva now, it will be so embarrassing when I vomit later.
Because when they saw what was outside the window clearly, their eyes suddenly widened to their maximum size, and the bodies of Huang Mao and the others lying on the ground were reflected in their pupils!
Nowadays, under the extremely hot climate and natural disasters, the air temperature outside is as high as 60 to 70 degrees Celsius.
The temperature of the cement floor is even higher, with temperatures reaching 70 or 80 degrees Celsius.
At this temperature, lying on the ground is no different from lying on a hot iron plate.
The smell of barbecue comes from the corpses of Huang Mao and the others!
"Ah this... yuck!"
Some people couldn't help but spit it out, especially when they thought about the smell they just smelled, and it actually felt quite fragrant, so they took a few deep breaths.
Even if these people who claim to be in the upper class are not so good at morality, they will not easily abandon their bottom line in order to maintain their dignity.
Cannibalism, at least they can't do it yet, makes them feel sick even thinking about it.
However, instinct does not lie. The smell that I felt just now was real, and the involuntary salivation in my mouth was also real.
If one day, conditions do not allow them to survive, maybe they will actually do some kind of unlimited behavior...
Seeing them all turning green and retching, Dou Hua laughed again;
"So admit it, you are the lowest class now. The wealth and status you had in the past no longer exist."
"If you don't want to become like a primitive beast, just take orders from me... no, take orders from Mr. Tian, and stop being picky."
"If anyone is still thinking about Mao Zi and Hua Zi, if you have the ability, you can go out and look for them by yourself. Just leave the hotel. I will never stop you. No one can persuade you to seek death..."
After hearing such words, the expressions of these upper-class people in the past changed again and again.
Finally, Mr. Sun, who has a net worth of one billion, stood up first and expressed his stance;
"I understand. I will obey any orders from Mr. Tian in the future and accept any gifts from Mr. Tian, but..."
Having said this, Mr. Sun paused and looked at Dou Hua with a scary look;
"Mr. Dou, you lied to us badly. If we surrender to Mr. Tian, we don't want to surrender to you."
"We can join forces now and beat you to death first. I wonder if this is feasible?"
After finishing speaking, Mr. Sun turned to look at the camera in the corner of the ceiling, as if asking Tian Feng.
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of others looking at Dou Hua gradually became scary.
Yes, in order to survive, they were able to abandon their former dignity and bow to Tian Feng who could provide them with supplies.
To live, not to be shabby.
However, they felt aggrieved when they bowed to Dou Hua. Firstly, Dou Hua kept them in the dark and played tricks on them.
Second, in the past, Dou Hua was just a marginal figure in their upper-class society.
It's like he used to be his employee, but suddenly he became a leader, and he bossed him around.
This breath is really not easy to swallow.
Feeling those unkind eyes, Dou Hua panicked for a moment and looked at the camera hurriedly with a worried look on his face.
At the same time, Tian Feng, who was on the third underground floor, burst out laughing after hearing Mr. Sun’s words;
"This is really wonderful. It seems that no upper-class person is simple."
"Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This saying is absolutely true, and when these people get together, it is even more interesting."
"I didn't get to see Qi being beaten to death, but now I have the opportunity to see Mr. Dou being beaten to death. It may be quite exciting, but..."
Tian Feng's eyes flashed twice, and then he turned on the microphone switch on the console, and the voice rang out from the room on the first floor again;
"I won't get too involved in your personal grudges. What you want to do is your own business."
"But for providing supplies, I only promised Dou Hua. If he dies, the agreement will be invalid, so you understand."
After hearing Tian Feng's words, the eyes of Mr. Sun and others became disappointed.
In contrast, Dou Hua breathed a sigh of relief and expressed gratitude to the camera;
"Thank you, Mr. Tian. I will definitely work harder for you in the future!"
After saying that, he glared at Mr. Sun fiercely out of the corner of his eye, and the murderous intention in it was already ready to come out...
