Reborn after the apocalypse, stocked up on supplies but still afraid of not having a goddess?

"Neighbors, don't be scared! Talk to him first, and if you can't come to an agreement, then kill him!

He is alone, if he kills that bastard, all his things will belong to us!"

Old man Lin controlled the wheelchair on the ice and snow, rushing to the front of the team, and he was very good at using the wheelchair.

"Okay! We must unite. If he doesn't share our things, we will kill him!"

Lin Jie's neighbor Zhao Yong echoed.

"Big G will be mine soon! No one is allowed to take it away!"

Lin Bao held a kitchen knife in his hand and waved it in the air a few times, feeling like he was the kitchen knife god.

There were more than thirty people, all living in the same building as Old Man Lin.

After the doomsday, every household is worried about food.

City people don’t store much food, they focus on freshness, and there’s nowhere to store it.

Old Mrs. Lin knocked on every door and called them to her house for a meeting to discuss how to get some supplies from Lin Zheng.

It quickly received a response from everyone.

After two days of discussion and preparation, it's now here.

"What's going on?"

Si Kuang asked, pointing at the surveillance monitor.

"Wow! I haven't seen so many people in a few days. What are you doing?"

Guo Dong was also surprised.

"Ye Zheng! Ye Zheng! There are a group of people outside with weapons. They look like they are coming for us. Should we kill them directly?"

Si Kuang called Ye Zheng on the intercom.

"Don't worry about it, just keep an eye on the surveillance. I'll take care of this bunch of trash."

Ye Zheng had already walked into the gate tower with a walkie-talkie in hand, looking down from above.

"Ye Zheng, let's talk!"

Old man Lin stopped his wheelchair and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Glancing at the crowd, Ye Zheng couldn't help but smile.

What the hell is this style?

Old man Lin was wearing a large floral quilt with several holes dug in it, leaving his head and arms exposed.

To prevent air leakage, he tied himself up several times with hemp ropes.

He had a hat made of a torn sweater on his head.

The others are pretty much the same.

There was white frost on his eyebrows, face and clothes, and he looked unkempt.

If this happened under normal circumstances, people would think that the Beggars' Sect had returned to the world.

They were sniffing, putting their hands in their pockets and stamping their feet in the cold wind. It was obvious that they were really cold.

Winters in the south weren’t that cold in previous years, and we basically didn’t have any cotton-padded clothes at home, so we could only make do with this.

Ye Zheng was a little surprised to see Lin Bao.

This guy didn't die this time. Maybe something changed his trajectory because of him.

Ye Zheng smiled evilly, opened a window, and shouted to the people below: "Okay, I like talking to you, wait for me to get ready. It will be ready soon."

Unhurriedly taking off his down coat, hat and scarf, Ye Zheng pulled a chair and sat down.

You can just look out over the crowd through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Two beautiful waitresses brought the table to Ye Zheng and placed several dishes on it skillfully.

A plate of braised prawns, a plate of braised pig's trotters, a plate of roasted goose legs, and a plate of braised mandarin fish.

The dishes were all freshly brought from the kitchen, and they were kept in thermal boxes, still steaming.

After pouring another glass of Baliangye for Ye Zheng, the two waiters stepped aside and looked downstairs curiously.

Old Man Lin's eyesight was not very good, so he asked Lin Bao, "What is he doing?"

"Fuck! He's preparing to eat! Several dishes! And wine!" Lin Bao swallowed and replied.

Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see clearly what's on the table, but you can't tell what dishes are on the table.

"Fuck! This bastard! He did it on purpose, right? Damn! He even has maids serving him? Once we break in, those two beauties will be mine!"

Sun Zhiguo glared at Ye Zheng fiercely.

The four-inch-long prawns are tender and juicy.

Ye Zheng reached out and picked up one, peeling the shrimp patiently.

"Old Man Lin, is it cold outside?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Are you ready? Can we talk now?"

The old man shrank his neck and tightened the quilt.

Ye Zheng slowly stuffed the peeled prawns into his mouth and smacked his lips vigorously.

Then he took a big sip of Baliangye.

"Hiss...ha...cool! Well, I'm ready. Tell me what to talk about."

Ye Zheng picked up another pig's trotter and leaned over the window, chewing it with relish.

"Ye Zheng, we were once a family after all, and Lin Jie had shared a bed with you for several years.

I won't mention the time you broke my leg, or the time you abandoned my daughter after making a fortune.

I am a person who cherishes old times and I am magnanimous. I will not bear a grudge against you.

Now, you also know that our family is in trouble and none of us have enough to eat.

I heard that you have saved a lot of things. You can take some of them out and share them with everyone. We can write off the past and we won't make things difficult for you. How do you think?"

Ye Zheng admired this old man's shamelessness more and more.

He didn't mention a single word about how they had oppressed and exploited him before, how they had called him a waste, or how the whole family had conspired to cheat on him.

Just talk about the incident of breaking his leg, and still treat him as a magnanimous person.

He also became the Chen Shimei who betrayed her daughter.

This made Ye Zheng look like an ungrateful villain.

He came here to extort money with such a flattering face, and he still showed mercy to me.

Ye Zheng was so angry that he laughed.

"Oh! Old Lin is so kind and righteous. If I had a son-in-law like him, I would have killed him long ago!"

"That's right! What the hell! If Bao Gong were alive, he would have been beheaded! His intestines would have spilled all over the floor!"

"It's really not worth it for Lin Jie! Her best years have been ruined by this beast!"

"Humph! What kind of person is this! I am ashamed to have such a neighbor!"

Old Man Lin was very satisfied when he heard the support from his neighbors.

Haha, they are really a group of good neighbors! Ye Zheng then realized that they were even more shameless than he thought.

Zhao Yong took two steps forward and swallowed hard. The pig's trotters smelled so good.

"Ye Zheng, I'm Zhao Yong! You often came to my house to watch football games before, and there was always wine and meat. Do you remember?"

of course I remember!

In the previous life, Ye Zheng did have a good relationship with him.

Both of them like football and often get together to watch games on weekends.

Talking about basketball, drinking and eating skewers was a rare happy time for Ye Zheng.

He always regarded Zhao Yong as a friend and often lent him the second-hand Hongguang.

But this person, whom he regarded as a friend, almost took his life after the end of the world.

That day, Ye Zheng brought back two fish and ran into Zhao Yong in the corridor.

Ye Zheng even greeted him, but he took out a kitchen knife and chopped it on Ye Zheng's head just to snatch the two fish.

That was the most dangerous time for Ye Zheng.

Even so, Ye Zheng did not kill him at that time and let him go.

Today, Ye Zheng doesn't plan to let him go back.

"Oh, I remember. Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Putting the pig's trotter bone on the table, Ye Zheng picked up a goose leg and continued to gnaw on it.

It was fat and fragrant, with oil dripping down.

There was a series of swallowing sounds and rumbling stomachs in the crowd.

Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Yong continued: "We can be considered good neighbors and good buddies!

As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor.

My brother is starving now, you can't just ignore him, right?

At that time, you often drank and ate meat at my house. Of course, I am not a stingy person. If there is wine and meat, brothers should eat and drink together.

Now you have wine and meat, and I'm hungry. Isn't it time for you to repay me?

I don't ask for much, just give me a few dozen bags of rice, and a few hundred of your pig's trotters and goose legs, and a few dozen bottles of wine.

That’s it for today, you won’t lose out.

Just tell me whether you will give it or not?"

Ye Zheng laughed again.

It was true that there was wine and meat, but it was Ye Zheng who brought the wine and food every time.

Moreover, when he drove Ye Zheng's car, he never refueled it, so the tank would always be empty when he drove back.

"What if I don't give it to you?" Ye Zheng threw the goose leg bone down.

Lin Bao ran over, picked up the bone, looked at it, and looked disappointed.

"Nimma, not a single piece of meat is left!"

But he still put it in his pocket so that he could cook soup with it when he got home.

"If you don't give it to us, we'll take it away! I'll blow down your wall, do you believe it?"

Sun Zhiguo pushed out a small cart and lifted the rag on it, revealing four gas tanks.