In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

Song Jinhe sat up from the bench, stuffed all the pistachios in his hand into his mouth, chewed them, and waited until he swallowed them before speaking.

"What? Didn't your livelihood depend on other people's lives? Do you still have the nerve to say that I will cut off your livelihood?"

There was a threat in her eyes, and the man subconsciously protected the woman, but his voice sounded cruel and sinister.

"So what's the matter? Isn't it all about the jungle in the last days? Whoever is stronger will survive. If they fall, they deserve it!"

Song Jinhe scratched his ears: "It makes sense, the weak will eat the strong, so it doesn't matter if I kill you. I'm stronger than you anyway, so you deserve to die."

The man gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you fall? I didn't cause you any losses, so what if I let us go this time?"

"What? We were lucky enough not to fall. If we had fallen, we would have died long ago. Have you two thought about letting us live?"

Cheng Qianhuai spoke in a deep voice. His presence obviously made the man flinch, but he still refrained from running away with the woman.

"I'm all doing this to survive, and I'm too lazy to talk to you about this. If you try to ruin my good deeds from here again, don't blame the two of us for fighting to the death with you!"

He was obviously angry. He no longer just talked, but rushed forward with an axe.

The woman behind also came forward with a fruit knife, but Song Jinhe pointed the Tang knife directly at her throat. He saw that with just a slight movement he could penetrate her throat.

The man was also held down by Cheng Qianhuai's backhand, unable to move. Seeing that the woman was about to be splattered with blood, the man's knees softened and he knelt on the ice.

"Please, please let us two go. We did this because we really couldn't find supplies and couldn't survive."

The snot and tears from his crying were mixed together, and the scene was extremely impactful, making Song Jinhe's stomach churn.

"Don't say this. Did you let the people who fell into the ice cave beg you to let them go? I don't know how many corpses are lying under the ice. Maybe you shouldn't talk to me when you beg for mercy. You should talk to me. Tell those who were killed by you?"

The man's voice suddenly stopped, and he tried hard to break free from Cheng Qianhuai's unpreparedness, but he never thought that it would have no effect at all.

"What's wrong with me just killing them? Let me tell you, a pregnant woman was drowned inside, one dead and two dead, hahahaha!

She also had a can of milk powder for her unborn child in her backpack, and I drank it all, hahahaha! "

He smiled ferociously in an attempt to anger Song Jinhe, and counted the victims who fell into the ice cave: "There is also a little girl, she seems to be only 8 years old. She was thrashing inside and calling my uncle to let me save her.

But how could I? It's a pity that she was separated from her parents and didn't have any supplies with her. Otherwise, I would have been able to answer her uncle's call. What a little waste. "

He smiled, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes: "Kill me! I don't want to live a long time ago, but you let A Fang go. She has nothing to do with these things. I am the one who harmed everyone. She was the one who was killed." Forced to be with me."

Song Jinhe listened to the cruel crimes revealed in his mouth, although his heart was a little shaken, but he was not angry.

She is not a kind person. The tragic ending of her previous life has left her with no ability to sympathize with others. Although she is still soft-hearted sometimes, she will not complain about strangers.

"Don't pretend to be so affectionate here, I won't accept your trick.

I don't like killing people either, but I like making people suffer the consequences. "

Song Jinhe smiled, but for some reason the man trembled and tried to retreat: "What do you want to do? What do you want to do? Let me tell you, my dad is related to the director of the Public Security Bureau. If you dare to kill me, my dad will..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Jinhe kicked him into the ice cave. Even the woman was not spared. Both of them were instantly submerged in the water mixed with ice slag.

The cotton-padded clothes on his body instantly absorbed water, and it felt like a big stone was pressing down on his body, which couldn't stop falling. No matter how he fluttered, he couldn't slow down the reality of being submerged in ice water.

His body gradually became stiff, and the man no longer cursed, but began to cry loudly, begging Song Jinhe to save him and save his life.

"What's your name? If you don't cut through the ice, you won't be able to be kicked in by me. Isn't everything caused by yourself?"

Song Jinhe smiled with his eyes bent, and even waved to the man in a good mood: "There should be many innocent souls under the ice waiting to take your life. Say hello to them."

She stood on the edge of the ice cave and watched the two people fluttering gradually become stiff, and finally sank along the ice surface without any splash of water.

After standing for a while, Song Jinhe found some debris and surrounded the ice cave to warn passers-by, and then left here with Cheng Qianhuai.

It was only noon when the two arrived at the foot of the mountain. The traces of the climb up the mountain yesterday had been buried by snowflakes. The two had no choice but to continue climbing on the snow and along the path. Their destination was the nearest factory building.

After pushing open the rusty door and walking in, Song Jinhe admired the sausages hanging inside.

"Oh my God, aren't we going to get rich now?"

She originally thought that some building materials might be produced inside, but she never thought that this factory actually gave her a big gift.

Some sausages are hung neatly in the air to dry, while those in the warehouse have been vacuum packed and will not be damaged after being stored for such a long time.

Northerners have the habit of stuffing sausages with them in winter, and now these sausages can sustain her and Cheng Qianhuai for a long time.

"It's best to take as much as possible today. The mountain road is getting harder and harder to walk on. The snow is still falling heavily. If it takes a little longer, the snow will close the mountain and we won't be able to take it away even if we want to."

Cheng Qianhuai found two trailers and rolled canvas from the corner of the warehouse.

They laid the canvas flat on the ground, threw all the packed sausages on the canvas, and when they saw that it was almost done, they tied the canvas and put it on the cart.

Then repeat this step to load two full carts.

The salt content in this food is too high to be eaten every day, but this amount is enough for them to eat for a year and a half.

Although there were a lot of supplies in Song Jinhe's space, prostitution always made people happy. She felt much better. She grabbed the cart and walked to the ice happily, and rushed home with Cheng Qianhuai.

Although they didn't have lunch, they didn't dare to stay too long with so many sausages. They rushed back to the community through a gap with few people, and then moved the sausages up again and again until they were all moved. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Standing in the corridor inside the security door on the 18th floor, Song Jinhe chose to divide the sausage equally, but Cheng Qianhuai only took 1/3 because the sausage was found because of her.

Song Jinhe refused and had no choice but to accept it. Anyway, her space has the ability to preserve freshness. Although she can't finish it in a short time, she doesn't have to worry about the hair growing and getting damaged if she keeps it for a long time.

"How about we have a nice meal tonight? I'll provide the sausage and you'll contribute?"