Reward for Chen Zhenghao

The cries of pleading outside the window were continuous, their heads were bleeding from kowtowing, incomparably miserable.

　　Zhang Yi sighed, walked to the window and said, "Everyone, don't look like this, it's hard for me to look at my heart!"

　　Saying this, he held up the steaming noodles in his hand.

　　"When I feel bad inside, I want to eat."

　　"Suck it-"

　　Zhang Yi took a big bite of the noodles, causing the neighbors to swallow their mouths, not to mention how greedy they were.

　　Once the people heard this, their cries became louder and their kowtowing became more vigorous.

　　"Zhang Yi, it's our fault, we just want to live!"

　　"Just give us some food in charity, just let us live like dogs."

　　"In the future, whatever you want us to do, we'll listen to you, okay?"

　　Zhang Yi lowered his head and continued to eat the noodles.

　　When a person was hungry, it was such a great happiness to be able to take a big bite of noodles!

　　After eating half a bowl of noodles, he casually placed the rest in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

　　Right in front of the eyes of these neighbors, a window away, they could see but not eat.

　　Each of them pressed their whole face against the glass like a dog, as if they could eat the noodles that way.

　　"Don't blame me for not giving you guys a chance. Any one of you go over right now and bring me Chen Zhenghao's head, and I'll take care of him for a week with noodles like this, eating them all the time!"

　　Of course Zhang Yi could not possibly pity these people.

　　But it was quite annoying for them to smash walls and chisel windows here every day.

　　So it would be better to let them dog-eat-dog and kill each other.

　　That would be the most interesting thing.

　　When Zhang Yi said this, he sent it inside the large group at the same time, telling everyone inside the entire building.

　　The neighbors in front of the glass windows had a hesitant expression on their faces when they heard these words.

　　Chen Zhenghao had a gun inside his hand, and if they wanted his head, they might lose their own.

　　However, if they had difficulty dealing with Chen Zhenghao, would they be able to deal with Zhang Yi?

　　Thirty to forty corpses were lying in front and behind Zhang Yi's house.

　　Facts proved that Zhang Yi could be much more difficult to deal with than Chen Zhenghao!

　　At this time, Chen Zhenghao was on the next balcony watching the changes here.

　　He didn't hear what Zhang Yi said, but instead, his brows were furrowed as he pondered on how to act next.

　　His men, this time, had also lost two of them.

　　If he wanted to continue controlling the entire building, he would have to replenish his manpower.

　　While pondering, Chen Zhenghao suddenly felt as if needles were sticking out of his back, causing his sweaty hairs to stand up.

　　He turned around violently and raised the gun in his hand, only to realize that everyone was looking at him with odd eyes.

　　"What do you guys want?"

　　The crowd was a bit scandalized after seeing the gun, and they immediately stepped back.

　　"Get out of my way, all of you!"

　　Chen Zhenghao roared.

　　The eyes of the big guys looking at him were still odd, one could even say that it was a bit weird.

　　It was not like looking at a person, but like looking at food.

　　Chen Zhenghao was creeped out and hurriedly left the place with a few of his men.

　　"Wait, what about Zhang Yi's family?"

　　Sun Zhichao asked from the side.

　　Chen Zhenghao cursed angrily, "F*ck, we can't attack and can't get in, what else can we do? Go back and think of something!"

　　After saying that, he left cursing and listing.

　　In front of the window of Zhang Yi's house, those who kowtowed and begged for forgiveness, those who wanted to smash the window, these two groups of people couldn't endure the cold and bone-chilling wind and snow, and they left one after another.

　　Zhang Yi lay in the warm house, waiting to see a good show.

　　After all, after this time, the cell block had lost around forty people.

　　Moreover, almost everyone was involved in the invasion of his house, and there was a huge loss of physical strength.

　　This made the supplies even more scarce and the fights between people became horrible.

　　...

　　Soon, Zhang Yi received many more private messages from people.

　　After this battle, the neighbors had also completely conceded.

　　Their little stamina was almost exhausted, and they could no longer launch a large-scale attack on Zhang Yi's house.

　　Moreover, they were dead in the face of Zhang Yi's deathless defense.

　　Thus, many of them began to cry and beg Zhang Yi to take pity on them or offer to exchange benefits.

　　For example, there was rich second-generation Xu Hao.

　　He slapped his girlfriend's entire body and said to Zhang Yi, "Zhang Yi, I can give you my woman to play with. Just beg you to give me something to eat okay?"

　　"She's a famous car model in Tianhai City, look at this headlight, this tail, just these two long legs are enough for you to play for a year!"

Zhang Yi naturally recognized that model, Xu Hao bought a house here just to bag her.

　　On weekdays, she also always dressed flirtatiously, like a slutty fox, exuding temptation all the time.

　　In the past, she didn't even bother to look at the men around her.

　　When faced with Zhang Yi, she always had a condescending look on her face.

　　But now, Xu Hao was planning to sell her for a few meals.

　　And this woman, now much more emaciated, seemed very happy to be exchanged.

　　At the very least, she knew that Zhang Yi had a lot of food at home, so she was shooting very hard.

　　"What a lowly bitch!"

　　Zhang Yi scolded.

　　It had to be said that this female model had a very material body.

　　It could battle with an imported car and must be great to drive.

　　But this kind of shameless bitch, there was no way Zhang Yi would let her in.

　　Maybe while she was asleep, she would give herself a stab and then take over her home.

　　A woman who could sell her body for money, where was the moral bottom line to speak of?

　　Zhang Yi disdainfully watched that video of hers five times, then contemptuously closed the chat box.

　　There were other people's conversations below.

　　There were fewer men contacting him.

　　After all, they didn't have the capital that they could exchange food with Zhang Yi.

　　There was only Uncle You, who happily congratulated Zhang Yi for repelling the enemy.

　　The women, on the other hand, approached him more.

　　For example, Fang Yuqing said excitedly, "Brother Zhang Yi, you are so powerful! I knew you would be fine."

　　"Qing'er can't get away right now, they're too hateful and keep locking me up at home. Don't worry, Qing'er will definitely go over to you!"

　　Zhang Yi snorted and ignored it.

　　Zhou Ke'er also faintly sent a word of congratulations, her tone was cool, but Zhang Yi knew that was her character.

　　The sky was quickly getting dark, and now it was nighttime at around 5 o'clock every day, and the days were short and the nights were long.

　　During the night, the temperature would drop another ten degrees or so.

　　Inside the TV, the few remaining official stations were still broadcasting programs.

　　"Under the vigorous maintenance of the officials, the snowstorm situation in our country has been effectively alleviated."

　　"Everything is moving in the direction of steady improvement."

　　"According to statistics, the number of deaths due to the snowstorm in Tianhai City yesterday was one."

　　Zhang Yi felt that the news nowadays could be much funnier than skits.

　　However, he was also curious as to where these TV stations had moved to. And how did they maintain operations.

　　While listening to the nonsensical news, Zhang Yi looked through the chat logs.

　　Reading the messages of those neighbors cursing, crying and begging for mercy made Zhang Yi feel very interesting.

　　Those who cursed him were basically those who had died inside their homes.

　　When Zhang Yi was in a good mood, he would even make blessings to them.

　　"Congratulations to those of you who died in your families, you can roast meat for burial and ashes for rice!"

　　After all, there were more than a dozen people who were burned to death, saving them from having to take care of it.

　　Zhang Yi teasingly flirted with them, making those people curse even more.

　　But all of a sudden, he realized that there was movement above the balcony.

　　Curious, Zhang Yi walked to the window.

　　Outside, there was very much light due to the heavy snowfall.

　　Then he saw that someone had come over to secretly carry those corpses.

　　To be exact, it was those corpses that had been charred.

　　These people wrapped themselves up tightly and were startled when they realized that Zhang Yi was looking at them.

　　"Zhang Yi, we are not here to mess with you, don't misunderstand!"

　　"We just came over to carry the corpses."

　　These people's vocal cords trembled a bit as they spoke, too vain to look at Zhang Yi.

　　Zhang Yi slightly hooked the corner of his mouth.

　　"Oh? Carrying corpses? Are you guys their families?"

　　"And if you bury them, just throw them down there. It's hard to believe that you guys will still pile up a grave inside your home?"

　　These people did not know how to answer by Zhang Yi's question.

　　"Anti ... Anyway, you can't use these corpses, so don't worry about us."

　　They hardened their heads and dragged the corpses away quickly.

　　Zhang Yi waved his hand at the glass.

　　"Have fun eating!"