Doomsday cataclysm: Fortunately, I have a family prosperity system

"Sister, brother-in-law, let's eat something."

An Qingwu put some packaged marinated food brought back by Zhang Lin on a plate, and took a few breads as the main food, the only defect was the vegetables.

The three of them sat and ate together, talking and joking while eating.

After eating, Zhang Lin took An Qingge back to the house. An Qingwu was puzzled at first, she was full, and she should go back to lie down to reduce consumption. After sitting in the living room for a while, she finally realized, There was a flush of rosiness on his face, and half of his slender and fair neck was red.

"Bah, it's still broad daylight, shameless..."

After the apocalypse, Zhang Lin's life became better.

However, compared with him, some other people are not so good.

For example, the residents of No. 24 on the 11th floor of the four apartments.

They are Zhang Lin's neighbors.

There are some conflicts with Zhang Lin and the An family sisters.

"Made, I saw it. The kid next door brought back a big bag of food." Wang Jia swallowed, with a hint of greed in his tone.

Despite his delicate name, he is actually a big black and fat man with a full beard and a very hot temper.

Before the end of the world, he often invited friends to come to him to drink and play mahjong. Every time he played until the early hours of the morning, yelling, telling pornographic jokes, and the sound of mahjong collisions always kept two office workers and a student party next door awake all night. good.

During the day, whether they are going to work or school, they are not energetic.

As the only man on the 12th, Zhang Lin negotiated with Wang Jia on behalf of himself and the An family sisters, but got a rude answer:

"Can't bear it? If you can't bear it, get out and move out. You have the money to live in a big villa. What are you doing in an apartment?"

The fat man pointed at Zhang Lin's nose and cursed.

Zhang Lin almost couldn't hold back the fight with him.

Later, because Zhang Lin came to the door, he would often talk loudly in the middle of the night and deliberately throw mahjong to get revenge on Zhang Lin and the An family sisters.

In short, in Zhang Lin's impression, this fat man is not a good person.

But now, Wang Jia is not holding back his fart.

"Brothers, what do you think?" He looked at the other three people in the room.

The day before the end of the world, he called his friends over to play mahjong. There were four of them playing mahjong for half the night. When they woke up the next day, they discovered the end of the world.

They had the same idea as Zhang Lin, lingering until rescue came.

Although the four old men are all strong and strong, they will not take the risk to go downstairs to find food.

They often played cards, and they played half the night, so they kept a lot of instant noodles and ham sausage at home so that they could eat whenever they were hungry. Relying on these things, they persisted until the fifth day.

However, on the fifth day, they had run out of food in their village, and they had no choice but to starve.

It just so happened that today they heard the door next door, and they saw Zhang Lin go out in the cat's eyes, and then came back with a big bag of food after a while.

This gave them another idea.

Zombies are so scary, but people are not.

Taking the risk to find food from under the noses of zombies is worse than grabbing it directly from the same kind.

"Old Wang, didn't you hear the gunshot?" Another man wearing a vest and with arms as fluffy as an orangutan said, "He just went out when there was a gunshot, what does that mean? you know?"

"It means he has a gun!" Wang Jia was not afraid, but instead sneered, "I know the kid next door best, so what if he has a gun?"

"What you said is simple, who will carry the bullet, you?" the man with hairy arms retorted.

Wang Jia sneered and said, "Then tell me, what shall we eat next? Should we go downstairs at the risk of being eaten by zombies, or go next door to grab it?"

"I also want to go to the next door to rob, but he has a gun, I don't want to die yet." The man with hairy arms said coldly.

"Look at you." Wang Jia said disdainfully: "It is because he has a gun that I want to snatch him. Think about it, if we have guns in the last days, will we be short of food? Will we be short of women? "

"Hey, I heard from Lao Wang that there is a pair of sisters next door, they are very beautiful, if we can snatch them..." Another poker player also spoke.

Wang Jia went on to say: "Listen to me, the kid next door is just an ordinary person. I don't know where he picked up a gun. How much power can he exert? Let's use our brains to find a way to trick him into opening the door. Give him a chance to shoot, stop him directly, and then..."

"Grab guns, grab food, grab women!" A poker player picked up.

Immediately, several people laughed obscenely.

The man with hairy arms was convinced, and looked at the poker player who had been silent all this time, "Mouse, what do you mean?"

The mouse was also moved, "Then listen to Lao Wang."

After the four people discussed, they immediately started to act.

If they wanted to trick Zhang Lin into opening the door, they definitely couldn't go by themselves. Not to mention the inherent contradictions, but in the last days, everyone would be wary of middle-aged men. As long as Zhang Lin wasn't a fool, he wouldn't be able to open the door.

So, they plan to grab someone to replace them.

This person, preferably a woman.

Fortunately, Wang Jia usually stares at the neighbor's woman with a mischievous eye. In peacetime, he didn't dare to mess around, but in the end of the world, he doesn't have so many scruples.

Wang Jia knocked on the door of No. 24 on the 16th floor, "Is anyone in there? We are from the rescue team. Open the door. We have food here."

At first, the residents of NO.16 didn't believe it.

But Wang Jia said again: "Did you hear the gunshots in the morning? That was fired by our rescue team. Think about it, who else has a gun in this apartment except the rescue team?"

Now the residents of No. 16 believed it.

The resident of No. 16 is a woman in her early twenties, with a slender figure, fair skin, and a good face, but she is a bit hungry, her eyes are dull, and she seems to be a little unconscious.

However, when I opened the door and saw that it was a neighbor on the first floor, the resident on the 16th floor woke up instantly and hurriedly closed the door.

But she has been hungry for several days, how can she be the opponent of Wang Jia and others, the four big men directly opened the door, and Wang Jia directly grabbed her hair: "Made, be honest, Or kill you!"

"what--"

Ji Yuetong let out a cry of horror.

Wang Jia was afraid that she would attract zombies, so he punched her heavily in the abdomen, and Ji Yuetong immediately fell to his knees in pain, unable to utter a sound.

"Brother Wang, this girl is not bad." When the man with hairy arms saw Ji Yuetong's appearance, he suddenly had some dirty thoughts in his heart, "Why don't you guys have fun first?"

"Maozi, stop thinking about women every day when you step on the horse. Are women important now?" Wang Jia was a little angry. "The important thing now is to get a gun. As long as you have a gun, do you want any women? When the time comes, the sisters next door will be happy." It's all ours!"