Relax, dizziness is normal

Zhang Yi calmly took out a pack of Jinling Thirteen Hairpins, then took one out and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Do you smoke?"

Zhang Yi handed the cigarette to Wang Siming.

Wang Siming's head instinctively avoided, "Thank you, I don't smoke like this."

Zhang Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He was indeed a famous and wealthy young man, but he was still very picky at this time.

It can be seen that he has not been short of supplies in the past period of time.

Zhang Yi was not in a hurry to negotiate terms, but took two puffs of cigarette and flicked the ashes to the ground.

"To put it bluntly, my purpose here is to find a stable place to survive."

"It's too dangerous outside, supplies are scarce, and the temperature is cold. Your place is so big, and there's not much more than me. Right?"

Wang Siming felt a little calmer after listening to Zhang Yi's calm tone.

"Your purpose is to move here? Do you...don't you want to kill me and become the master of this place?"

Zhang Yi sneered.

"Kill you? Do I need this?"

He spread his arms and said, "Your place is too big. Even if a hundred people come to live in it, it will still be spacious. I won't kill people for no reason."

"What's more, I also hope to take this opportunity to make a good friendship with Mr. Wang."

Zhang Yi's attitude seemed quite sincere.

Wang Siming rolled his eyes, "Oh? You want to make friends with me?"

Zhang Yi nodded seriously.

"good!"

He stood up from his chair and walked slowly.

"This snowstorm is indeed very troublesome and has caused a certain degree of chaos in society. However, this abnormal celestial phenomenon cannot last for long. Sooner or later, society will return to its previous order."

"If a little person like me can become friends with a rich man like Mr. Wang, with your support in the future, won't I be able to rise to great heights?"

A proud look appeared on Wang Siming's face.

"Of course! As long as I help you a little, I can make you a master!"

"Don't talk about supporting you. In the past, even if I slapped you, the compensation would save you thirty years of struggle!"

He said this, but he was muttering in his heart: It seems that this person thinks that the snowstorm will be over soon. This is best. He is still afraid of the order of civilized society and dare not kill me.

Zhang Yi smiled and said: "That's what I mean. Now everyone gets what they need. I will move here and live here, and I can also provide you with what you need."

"For example, I can protect your safety. You have also seen my methods!"

"And I also have transportation to go out to find supplies and take you to other places."

"I believe we will cooperate happily, don't you? Why do we have to fight to the death? Those are things that barbarians do, and I, Zhang Yi, will not do that!"

Wang Siming felt increasingly relieved.

"Okay, I can promise you this. You can help me untie the rope first."

Zhang Yi shook his head.

"Young Master Wang, you are so ignorant of the rules! I have shown my sincerity, but what about you? How can I trust you even if you don't even show it!"

Wang Siming's eyes darkened, "What do you want? I can let you choose whatever you want in this house."

"If you are short of women, there are three kuns on the second floor that can be given to you."

Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes, "I don't lack any of those things. To show your sincerity, I hope you will give me the instruction manual for this shelter!"

"Only in this way can I completely trust you."

A hesitant expression appeared on Wang Siming's face.

Zhang Yi didn't give him a chance to think, and said bluntly: "If this were not the case, I cannot guarantee that I can live here safely."

"It's just an instruction manual. Besides, even if you don't give it to me, I can figure it out by myself if I take some time!"

Wang Siming frowned and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to do it! This shelter is not as easy to control as you think."

An unhappy expression appeared on Zhang Yi's face.

"Young Master Wang, I am sincerely discussing this matter with you. If you are willing to cooperate, we will get along well."

"But," he took a deep breath and his eyes became cold: "Don't push me too hard!"

Wang Siming felt a chill in his heart.

He is very afraid of death!

From the perspective of courage, he is not even as good as those ordinary people in Yuelu Community who have experienced the hell of life and death.

He is very rich, and as long as the snowstorm passes, he can still live happily in the world.

So he cherished his life very much.

"Don't worry, let me ask you, if I promise to give you the instruction manual for this shelter, can you promise not to kill us?"

Zhang Yi's eyes were firm and he nodded slowly.

"I have said before, I, Zhang Yi, am not someone who kills innocent people indiscriminately. And after the snowstorm is over, I also hope to be your friend, Mr. Wang."

Wang Siming believed what Zhang Yi said.

Because he had no other choice at this time, Zhang Yi could kill him at any time.

Following Wang Siming's instructions, Zhang Yi found the instructions for using this shelter on his computer.

Looking at it, Zhang Yi also marveled at the complexity and rigor of this shelter.

If Zhang Yi had not obtained the instruction manual and operated it randomly, he would have directly triggered the console's built-in self-destruct function.

At that time, the entire shelter will be completely sealed and turned into a huge steel tomb.

Wang Siming said to Zhang Yi: "Can you untie me now?"

Zhang Yi didn't even raise his head: "Don't worry first! I have to try to see if the instructions you gave me are fake."

Zhang Yi took the computer to the control room and tried to operate it.

After confirming that there were no problems with all functions, he nodded with satisfaction.

"From now on, the owner of this shelter is officially me, Zhang Yi!"

The corners of Zhang Yi's smiling mouth almost reached behind his ears.

I didn't expect to get a top-notch shelter so easily. I'm so lucky!

He put down his laptop and returned to the living room on the first floor.

Wang Siming looked at him and said, "How's it going? Is there no problem after verification? Untie me quickly, I feel like my body is numb!"

"Okay, just wait a moment."

Zhang Yi took a blanket from the sofa and spread it on the floor.

He came to Wang Siming and suddenly pulled out a golden claw knife from his waist.

Then he held Wang Siming's head and stabbed his neck with a "poof" knife.

Blood flowed down like spring water. Wang Siming looked at Zhang Yi in shock, as if he couldn't understand why Zhang Yi still wanted to kill him when he did what Zhang Yi said.

But he couldn't speak, and blood was already pouring out of his throat.

Zhang Yi hugged his head, put him on the blanket, and said softly: "Relax, relax, take a deep breath! Yes."

"You will feel a little dizzy at first, but that's normal. Soon you won't feel the pain anymore!"

Not long after, Wang Siming really no longer had any pain.

It's just that he kept his eyes open when he died, as if he was unwilling to do so.

Zhang Yi put him on a blanket and wrapped him so that there wouldn't be a lot of blood on the ground and it would be easier to take care of.

He explained softly: "I'm sorry, I'm too lazy to explain it to you in detail. It's just that you have no value to me now. I can't raise a waste, right?"