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Stockpiling goods in the apocalypse: I rely on tens of billions of supplies to survive natural disasters - Chapter 165

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Stockpiling goods in the apocalypse: I rely on tens of billions of supplies to survive natural disasters - Chapter 165
"That's it!" Yang

Haoran raised the gun in his hand high.

"Bang!" a

gunshot rang out, and everyone immediately retreated.

Yang Haoran looked at the man who spoke, his eyes were grim, "Do you want to try it?" The man shook

his head again and again and stepped back.

Yang Haoran began to order his subordinates to smash the door, however, the fire door was not only strong, but also blocked by Tang Yun and others with a heavy bed board.

With their strength, they can't be smashed at all.

Yang Haoran ordered everyone here to bang on the door together.

Fearing the gun in his hand, no one dared to disobey his orders.

It's just that they haven't eaten enough in the past few days, and where do they have the strength to bang on the door?

Instead, they sat on the ground exhausted and gasped.

Seeing that they were so useless, Yang Haoran was so angry that he aimed at the doorknob and fired several shots, but to no avail.

He also knew that it would be futile to do so.

It's just trying to vent.

After venting, he kicked the fire door fiercely before turning to leave.

Seeing this, the people who originally wanted to enter looked at the people around them.

They finally learned why the people on the 10th floor blocked the door.

Look at the man's crazy look like he wants to kill people just now.

They guessed that the people inside either killed his parents or gouged people's ancestral graves....

If they go in, they may be innocent.

Thinking of this, no one kicked the door again.

There is also a place to live on other floors, after all, many door locks have been pried before and blocked with things, and the same can live.

Even if there is food left inside, there is not much.

At most, one meal is gone.

Sweating on your body is not a big problem, just take a shower and wear your clothes backwards.

Thinking about it like this, everyone did not hesitate, rushing to other floors and grabbing new rooms.

Yang Haoran took people back to the 15th floor and happened to see a familiar person in the stairwell.

It was Hu Changqing who had just come down from the roof.

"Where have you been, what about Bai Li?" Before

Hu Changqing could turn around and flee, Yang Haoran's cold voice sounded.

"Yang, Miss Yang, she... was killed..."

When Hu Changqing said this, his brain was covered in cold sweat.

For fear that Yang Haoran would vent his anger on him.

Sure enough, the next moment, Yang Haoran rushed over.

Lifting his collar and asking angrily:

"What do you say, how could Bailey die, didn't you send someone to protect her

?" "Yes, yes, we do have more than a dozen brothers to protect Miss Yang, but we are not their opponents, they are too strong..."

"Did Tang Yun kill Bailey?" Yang

Haoran's eyes were a little vicious, tugging at his collar and questioning.

Hu Changqing was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back.

He nodded with difficulty.

"Yes, she killed it.

Yang Haoran's chest rose and fell violently, as if he was forcibly restraining his anger.

After a moment, he gritted his teeth and asked word by word:

"Then you... Why are you still alive?" When

Hu Changqing heard this, he felt that his heartbeat had missed a beat.

He swallowed, his eyes rolling and thinking quickly about the wording.

"I, I was going to find someone to come and help, but I heard the alarm bell ring halfway through and I was squeezed by the crowd.

When I finally got up, everyone ran to the top deck, I thought Yang Shao would also go there, so I went up to look for you, but I didn't find anyone..." Yang

Haoran's eyes narrowed slightly.

Thinking about the truth of his words.

Hu Changqing was afraid that he would not be able to hide from him, so he quickly changed the topic and said with a sad expression:

"Yang Shao, Miss Yang still shouted your name before she died, blame me, it's too useless, can't save her..."

Sure enough, hearing this, Yang Haoran's eyes like a fierce beast loosened a little.

He muttered, "Bailey, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!

* Tang Yun heard someone banging on the fire door in the room.

And didn't bother.

They have already set up grenade traps near the fire doors, and as soon as they come in, they will definitely detonate the grenades.

So, as long as no explosion is heard, no one has broken in.

However, they arranged for people to patrol just in case.

Now the 10th floor is home to four households.

Two patrols are assigned to each household.

In case of danger, it is good to take care of it.

Each team patrolled for six hours, with four households, rotating day and night.

If there is a situation, immediately call someone else on the intercom.

Lu Chen, they also have the walkie-talkie they used before.

The Xia family did not.

Li Yunchen took two out of the room and gave them to them.

In case they have an emergency while patrolling and cannot notify others in time, it is bad.

The first group of patrols were Lu Chen and He Zijun.

The others went back to their rooms.

At lunchtime, Xia Qiong looked at the portable gas stove in front of her and was a little worried.

There was only a small flame on the stove, and it felt like it was going out the next moment.

In the morning, she found that the gas in it was running out.

It's a pity that there is no such thing for sale on cruise ships, and it is impossible to catch them in the sea.

Seeing that the fish in the pot was still raw, such food, she did not dare to give small sugar candy to eat.

Last time, Little Sugar Candy ate half-cooked fish, and as a result, she vomited up and down, almost not scared her to death.

Since then, she has only dared to give Little Sugar Candy cooked food.

Seeing that the flames were extinguished and they had no induction cooker available, Xia Qiong was a little anxious.

"Lao Xu, what should I do? There is no gas at all.

Xia Qiong repeatedly lit the fire without dying, hoping to light the faint little flame again.

"There is a kitchen and a dining room on this floor, I went to check it out and maybe I could find something to make a fire."

"Okay, you go back quickly. "

Next door to Xu Zhinan's room, live Old Master Xia and Xia Mingze.

Xia Mu and Xia Manxue live next door to Lu Chen.

They didn't have anything to light a fire, nor did they have an induction cooker, and it was a little difficult to look at the seafood sent by Lu Chen.

"Mom, how do you eat this? "

In the last days for so long, the Xia family has not been short of food.

Not to mention eating raw food.

"It's better to have food than nothing to eat, so let's eat it."

Xia Mu sighed.

Xia Mingze came to knock on the door, "Mom, I'll go to the front kitchen to see if there is anything that can make a fire, you guys wait for me to come back."

"I'll go with you. "Charman Snow Trail.

"Good. The

two went out, just happened to meet Xu Zhinan, and went to the kitchen together.

After looking in the kitchen for a while, there was no fire equipment to take away, but the stove in the kitchen could make a fire, but it could not be taken away.

After discussing it, the two families decided to cook here in the future.

Xu Zhinan came to Tang Yun's door and told her that she could fire in the kitchen of the restaurant.

Tang Yun answered with a smile, and when Xu Zhinan left, Tang Yun closed the door and continued to practice with Li Yunchen in the room.

After practicing for a while, the two rested.

Tang Yun took out today's lunch from the space, a few skewers of grilled meat, grilled chicken wings, grilled oysters, grilled saury, cola, etc.

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Stockpiling goods in the apocalypse: I rely on tens of billions of supplies to survive natural disasters

Stockpiling goods in the apocalypse: I rely on tens of billions of supplies to survive natural disasters - Chapter 165

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