Hit it hard, haven't you eaten?

With only a layer of windows separating them, the people outside were desperately smashing the glass there with twisted expressions against the biting wind and snow.

　　On the other hand, on the other side, Zhang Yi was leisurely lying on a recliner, eating delicious food.

　　This stark contrast made those neighbors outside go crazy with jealousy.

　　Curses issued from inside their mouths, their voices hissing and their eyes red.

　　"Zhang Yi, wait for me, I'll get you killed right away!"

　　"I'll smash this glass and you'll be finished, you damned fellow, selfish scum!"

　　"You don't have much time left to run wild, today is the day you die!"

　　"So much good food, and hot coffee, it's all mine, it's all mine!!!"

　　...

　　Zhang Yi sniffed and raised the coffee in his hand to gesture at them.

　　"Cheer up, you guys continue!"

　　Soon, the group of people outside were a bit dry.

　　After all, this was the 24th floor and it was very windy, plus the heavy snowfall from the sky made his body temperature drop rapidly.

　　They had to work for ten minutes before switching to another set of people.

　　But after half an hour had passed, there were just a few more tiny scratches on the glass.

　　Their hearts grew desperate.

　　But through a layer of transparent glass, seeing Zhang Yi living so comfortably, their jealousy made them unable to give up.

　　After half an hour, they were still trying.

　　Zhang Yi saw a few small caramels under Chen Zhenghao in the crowd.

　　Obviously at a time like this, it was impossible for Chen Zhenghao to not put in a single effort.

　　Zhang Yi felt that it was almost time.

　　So he sat up from his recliner and went to the coffee table to pick up a bottle.

　　There was a layer of frost on the glass outside, and those neighbors didn't know what Zhang Yi was holding at first, thinking it was a drink.

　　However, the next moment, they saw Zhang Yi take out a lighter and ignite something.

　　With that, an opening appeared above their heads and a ball of fire was thrown out from it.

　　As a means of counterattack, Zhang Yi's house had shooting holes in front and back, and there was more than one.

　　The bottle swept through a yellow arc in the air and landed on the ground amidst the crowd's astonished gazes.

　　"Pop!"

　　There was a crunching sound, and then a blazing flame burst into flames!

　　This was Zhang Yi's homemade flask, and even at super low temperatures, the gasoline could still burn painfully and release heat.

　　The gasoline in the bottle burst into flames everywhere at once!

　　The space of the balcony was not much, and the down jackets and cotton pants of these dozen people were dipped into the gasoline, and instantly burst into flames!

　　Zhang Yi's mouth revealed a teasing smile as he continued to light the next incendiary bottle and threw it out towards the outside.

　　"Ah!!! Fire, fire!!!"

　　With a dozen people crammed into one piece and the balcony being detached, it wasn't that easy to jump onto the balcony of the next house.

　　These people couldn't run away and their bodies were eroded by the flames.

　　Zhang Yi saw them turn into a ball of burning and twisted fire.

　　Some of them tried to lie on the ground and roll around, using snowflakes to extinguish the flames, but unfortunately, this effect was too weak.

　　Gasoline could still burn even when it met water.

　　Others tried to climb to the next door, but in their haste, their hands and feet were unsteady and they fell directly from the 24th floor!

　　With a long scream, there was a "Boom!" The sound of "Boom!

　　At a height of 24 floors, I don't know if the snow below could have counteracted the impact.

　　But according to the principles of physics, even if he didn't die, his bones were broken and his internal organs ruptured.

　　It was tantamount to being dead already.

　　Zhang Yi laughed, "At least falling to death is better than being burned to death!"

　　"Bang!"

　　A hideous human face suddenly pounced on the glass with a twisted and horrible expression, staring viciously at Zhang Yi.

"Save me, save me!"

　　Under extreme pain, he sent out a cry for help to Zhang Yi.

　　Zhang Yi raised his coffee cup and saluted him.

　　"I'll save you m my ass, go to hell, punk!"

　　The man let out a desperate voice and was completely engulfed in flames.

　　On the next balcony, there were still sixty to seventy people waiting for their shifts.

　　Seeing this scene like a Shura hell, they were also scared out of their wits.

　　"Help, help me!"

　　"I don't want to die, please!"

　　The person whose body was burning with flames wanted to climb over to ask for help, his hands grabbed the railing and was about to climb over.

　　Just at this time, one of the men over here didn't hesitate and kicked him hard in the hand.

　　"Get out, get the hell out of here! You're already hopeless in this condition, don't come and drag us down!"

　　He kicked over, the fireman still refused to let go, he gritted his teeth and increased his strength, kicking down again and again!

　　Even one kick knocked his fingers off!

　　The man struggled for a while, and finally looked at them in despair, slowly collapsing in front of the fence.

　　The air was filled with the charred smell of roasting meat.

　　It didn't take long for all of these dozen people to die.

　　Some of them were obviously not badly burned at first and wanted to escape, but they were all stopped by their next-door neighbors.

　　They were afraid that the flames would burn them and chose to let these people die.

　　Others were burned so painfully that they jumped off the 24-story building themselves.

　　The grease from human bodies is also good fuel, and the blazing fire surprisingly brought them a hint of long-lost warmth.

　　So, everyone slowly walked forward and stretched out their hands to roast the fire, with a wisp of a smile on their faces that they were afraid others would notice.

　　The fire burned for more than twenty minutes before it stopped.

　　Fear arose in the hearts of the neighbors as they looked at the charred corpses on the ground.

　　In order to deal with Zhang Yi, they had already killed thirty to forty people!

　　There was no chance of breaking through the door from all angles, what on earth could they do to snatch the supplies from Zhang Yi's hands?

　　"Sniff-sniff-"

　　A youngster who hadn't eaten for two days inhaled his nose.

　　He suddenly felt that this smell of burning grease smelled good, like his favorite buffet barbecue in the past.

　　Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the dozen or so burnt corpses on the ground.

　　Unable to help it, he swallowed his saliva.

　　In the air, the sound of swallowing saliva rose and fell.

　　The young man looked at the crowd in shock, and on everyone's thin and numb faces, he saw more than one person showing a desire to eat.

　　It was just that, because there were so many people on the scene, their remaining shred of moral fiber kept them from making a move.

　　But if there were no other people present here, probably they would have really gone for the meat.

　　Suddenly, a woman cried out.

　　"I can't take it anymore!"

　　The people had been busy all day, and they had thought that they could easily break Zhang Yi's house.

　　But the final result made them despair!

　　With so many people dead, the walls and floor-to-ceiling windows of Zhang Yi's house hadn't even broken a single crack.

　　She suddenly ran in front of people and climbed onto the balcony of Zhang Yi's house.

　　When Zhang Yi thought that the next group of people were going to come over and smash the glass, she suddenly "puh-tong!" With a cry, she knelt down in front of the glass.

　　"Zhang Yi, I'm starving to death, please help me! Even if you just give me a piece of bread, it's okay!"

　　She wasn't the only one, one after another, another person ran over and kowtowed to Zhang Yi, crying bitterly and begging him to give them a bite of food.

　　The tragic situation was really sad to hear and tearful to see.

　　Most of the kowtowers were women, trying to win Zhang Yi's sympathy.

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