Extremely hot apocalypse: I evacuated the polar icebergs

The end of the world, day 17.

Before the sun rose, people returned to the community one after another.

But until the sun rises, only one-tenth of the people come back. It's unclear whether they died outside or are trapped outside, and they don't even want to come back.

Why come back?

Give your hard-earned materials to others to enjoy?

Before, there was "family" as a bond, but now Wu Mofeng comes up and goes on a killing spree. Who has a family?

Then why go back to Qidong City?

I can eat and drink well by myself, isn’t it good? Do you have to be a dog?

woman?

Haha, it's not like Yu Chutong is the best, or at least she must be a beauty like Mi Xiaolu, but the people in Building 10... haven't taken a shower for so many days, and the sour smell on their bodies is really hard to hold back. You only get there when you can't stand it anymore.

Under such high temperature, it can indeed help a large number of men to quit sex.

Wu Mofeng looked a little ugly when he looked at the seven people who had returned.

How much supplies can seven people bring back?

How little!

But how many people are there in total?

The total number of men and women is over 800!

What to do, how can these supplies be enough to eat!

Wu Mo was so popular that he really didn't want to be the boss at this moment.

Playing with women only gave him pleasure for a while, but worrying about his subordinates' eating, drinking and sleeping habits would bother him every day and all the time.

What a loss.

Can't you be the boss?

He is reluctant to give up the power to command others. The key is, once others become the boss, will they command him to go out to find supplies?

Instead of taking orders from others, it’s better to be the boss yourself!

Wu Mofeng was worried to death.

Forget it, let's go have a good time and leave all the worries behind.

However, not long after he entered the room, he saw four men rushing over. Before he could react, a rope was already tied around his neck. He quickly struggled and danced, but how could one person defeat him? With the strength of four people, his face turned red in just a moment, and after another violent struggle, he suddenly fell silent.

The four men looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. They thought that Wu Mofeng would be a fierce man who could kill Han Zhengyuan and other gangsters and would be difficult to deal with. But what happened?

So relaxing.

"He shouldn't be the 'White Eyebrow Hero'. We were all deceived by him."

"Whatever, he's dead anyway, we are the boss!"

…

In order to satisfy the gossip, Wei Ming also put down bugs in many rooms when he was operating in Building 10 yesterday. Listening to them when he was bored, he couldn't help but look surprised.

Wu Mofeng is actually dead.

He was strangled to death by four people, but these four people did not become the boss. The men were divided and became eight factions, while the women were divided up as wealth, and each faction was divided into a dozen.

Wei Ming couldn't help but sigh.

In troubled times, women are indeed the worst off.

Not to mention being a little fairy, it is not easy to be a "human"!

Look what has become of these women in the community?

Just items.

Under the pressure of death, without the constraints of morality and law, everything returned to the primitive and jungle period, where strength was king, and women who were naturally weak in strength naturally became the objects of enslavement.

From the first group of forces such as Zhang Shi and Sun Dai, to being enslaved by Han Zhengyuan and his gang, and then being reunified by Wu Mofeng, and now they have become eight forces again, how many days did it take?

11 days.

It was only 11 days, but it seemed like half a year or more.

Wei Ming was filled with emotion.

After Yu Chutong and the other six girls found out, they all looked towards Wei Ming.

Without Wei Ming, what would be their situation now?

Although they are more beautiful, what will happen to them?

They will be the playthings of whoever is in power, and whenever the power changes, they will be passed around between different men, just like property, just like the women in the community now, they only keep changing their owners. share.

Can they resist?

If you can't get a gun, you can only fight with cold weapons, and hacking and killing with cold weapons has always been a man's stage.

So what if Song Qingyun is a security guard?

Does anyone care?

Their hearts were surging, and with the comparison, Wei Ming's image suddenly became taller.

…

Wei Ming sat on the balcony, drinking ice Coke and looking outside. The idea of ​​going out for a wave became stronger and stronger.

If you leave it closed for too long, you will want to move it.

Of course, if he really wants to go out, he must be fully prepared.

After dinner, when Wei Ming was considering whether to go out tonight, an alarm sounded on his cell phone.

He turned on his phone and looked at it, only to see a man standing at the door of the basement, looking sneaky.

"Who, what?" he asked casually.

"My name is Huang Ao, and I have important news!" the man said.

"Tell me more details, I don't have time to waste on you." Wei Ming said.

Huang Ran hesitated for a moment and then said: "I used to be a contractor for government projects, and I was responsible for building an underground shelter."

Huh?

Wei Ming thought for a moment and used the remote control on his mobile phone to open the door. After Huang Yuan entered, he said: "Take off your clothes and put on the one next to you. I have to make sure that you don't have any weapons that can threaten me."

Huang Amaranth was shocked as soon as she came in.

cool!

How could this house be so cool?

No wonder Wei Ming lives such a carefree life, damn it.

After a moment of hesitation, he didn't feel embarrassed and quickly changed into the clothes prepared by Wei Ming, which were actually just a pair of beach pants.

Well, no weapons.

"Come up." Wei Ming said, and opened the door to the first floor with the remote control.

When Huang Xian walked to the first floor, he saw Wei Ming sitting on the sofa, drinking a bottle of Coke in his hand.

Huang Xian licked his lips and said, "Can I have a sip?"

He could only drink three sips of water at most every day.

Wei Ming opened the refrigerator and took out a can of Coke, but did not throw it to Huang Xian, but put it on the coffee table: "Let's talk about the shelter first."