give up all hope

Chen Zhenghao and the others surrounded Zhang Yi's house to smash the wall, and were busy for a whole morning.

　　But after digging through the wall skin and floor and ceiling, they found that they were blocked by a thick layer of steel plate.

　　The 20cm thick steel plate was like a nightmare for them!

　　Using only manpower, there was no hope of breaking it now.

　　After all, working under ultra-low temperatures and not being able to get enough energy to replenish the loss of strength would only accelerate their deaths.

　　A good number of people collapsed to the ground in exhaustion.

　　"Grunt~grunt~" sounds rang out.

　　They stroked their parched stomachs, hunger about to overcome them completely.

　　But there wasn't much left of the food, itself.

　　Some of them saw their neighbors next to them, and through the gaps in their clothes, they saw the snow-white meat.

　　An idea suddenly sprang up in the middle of their minds.

　　This, isn't it meat?

　　As soon as the horrifying thought appeared, everyone immediately went cold with fear, trying hard to push the thought out of their minds.

　　However, when this thought arose, it invariably gave people an option in the middle of a desperate situation.

　　They themselves were probably aware that if that day really came, killing each other and cannibalism would definitely occur.

　　"Is there really no way out?"

　　Sun Zhichao's face was filled with pain, and he even felt that his arm had begun to inflame and fester.

　　There were no antibiotics, not even ordinary anti-inflammatory medicines, not to mention the inability to effectively clean the wound.

　　Right now, there was still a large amount of rust left in his wound.

　　In this situation, death was almost inevitable.

　　"Damn Zhang Yi, why are you so vicious!"

　　"How can you live alone compared to so many of us living? What's wrong with sacrificing yourself? What's wrong??"

　　Sun Zhichao roared up to the sky, despair completely twisting his mind.

　　Just at this time, Zhang Yi's neighbor suddenly walked out.

　　"Perhaps, you guys can try taking the balcony."

　　"When their house was renovated, the balcony was changed into a floor-to-ceiling window, and a large side is glass. There might be a chance to break in!"

　　The other residents could not see the back of Zhang Yi's house, but his neighbors could.

　　Building 25, some floors owned a piece of balcony, and the 24th floor where Zhang Yi lived just happened to have a modest platform.

　　On weekdays, he was used to plant flowers, sunshine quilt.

　　Hearing Zhang Yi's neighbor's statement, a group of people on the verge of despair looked up sharply.

　　"Window? Hahaha, right! Since his house has windows, he must have left an exit! It's impossible to seal them all!"

　　"As long as there are windows, we can rush in!"

　　A group of people broke in from the house next to Zhang Yi's without any explanation.

　　There was actually a gap of about 15 centimeters between the balconies of the two homes, and a fence was even installed in the middle.

　　But these, could not stop the now crazy crowd at all.

　　However, the outside of the balcony was not like the hallway.

　　At this time the building is blocked by the families, airtight, and still some warmth.

　　However, outside, the north wind was howling and the snow was flying, a few hours would be able to freeze people.

　　Chen Zhenghao and the others couldn't care less about this, as long as they were able to rush into Zhang Yi's house, they could get everything!

　　A group of people wailed and jumped onto the balcony of Zhang Yi's house like madmen.

　　Zhang Yi naturally noticed such a scene as well.

　　Both sides stared at each other for less than a second.

　　The neighbors then brandished the tools inside their hands and frantically smashed towards the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

　　On the other hand, Zhang Yi dragged his white recliner to the window and lay down without any haste, pouring himself a cup of steaming coffee in the process.

The not-so-big balcony was soon filled with a dozen people.

　　Their faces were so pale that they looked like living corpses, and coupled with the crazed and twisted expressions, there really wasn't a single bit of a living person.

　　Zhang Yi thought to himself that if there were really zombies, it would probably be at this level.

　　"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Ding dong."

　　Low sounds rose and fell on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

　　Braving the wind and snow, this group of lunatics were struggling to smash the glass.

　　Even if they didn't accidentally smash their hands, they didn't feel any pain, letting the blood flow out and then congeal.

　　When they had just smashed the wall, the feeling of longing wasn't obvious enough.

　　But at this moment, only a layer of glass separated them, which allowed them to see more clearly how extravagant Zhang Yi's life was!

　　The fireplace in the room was blazing, and Zhang Yi was only wearing a single coat, lying on a white recliner like a landlord lord.

　　On his hand was a cup of brewed coffee, still steaming, looking at the amount of milk froth should be cappuccino.

　　The coffee table was piled with weapons, but that wasn't the point.

　　The point was underneath the coffee table, where a huge pile of half-eaten snacks were thrown.

　　Chips, burgers, coke, pizza, roast chicken, roast duck, and even greasy noodles!

　　It was these things that drove the neighbors on the balcony completely crazy!

　　After just half a month of being away from them, they were excited as if they had seen their long-lost real father!

　　"Roar!!!"

　　"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"

　　They were so excited that they even forgot their voices and instead expressed their excitement with desperate howls.

　　Then even more desperately, they used all their strength to smash the windows!

　　Zhang Yi held his coffee in his hand, enjoying the show.

　　He just said indifferently, "Who says that glass is necessarily more fragile than metal?"

　　The cost of this wall was extremely expensive, and Zhang Yi had rejected Battle Dragon Security's offer to use metal here for the sake of quality of life considerations.

　　Instead, he spent a large amount of money to customize an entire side of bulletproof glass for the floor-to-ceiling windows.

　　He still remembered when Wu Huairen, the manager of War Dragon Security Company, said, "With such a thick wall, the defense is no longer bullets, but cannonballs!"

　　The bulletproof glass on the special vehicles of western heads of state, which could withstand sniper rifles, were made of this material.

　　Their thickness, however, was less than half of Zhang Yi's wall.

　　Sure enough, the group of people smashed it and realized that something was wrong.

　　Originally, they thought it was plexiglass, and they could smash it with a few smashes.

　　But a dozen people, smashed half a day, how even a crack did not come out ah!

　　"What kind of glass is this?"

　　"Could it be bulletproof glass?"

　　"What? Bulletproof glass?"

　　The word hissed from the throat of a man with glasses, but it was full of despair, as if from the eighteen layers of hell.

　　Even cannonballs are bulletproof, can't they be protected against your handiwork?

　　"No, I don't believe it!"

　　A youth yelled up to the sky, "My fate is up to me! I don't believe I can't break it!"

　　"As long as I break it, the fireplace and food and drink in the house will all be mine, I must break it, ah ah ah ah!!!"

　　Probably under the extremely cold temperature, jumping sideways from side to side in such hope and despair, everyone's brains froze.

　　They chose to throw away their sanity and desperately brute force themselves to fight for a future!

　　Zhang Yi applauded for them and expressed his emotion.

　　However, he felt a bit hungry.

　　So he took out some more food from inside the space, such as Soy Sauce Elbows, Pulled Bananas, and a little snack of Pure Cocoa Butter Chocolate.