When disaster strikes, death and despair are rampant, and every high-rise building in the city becomes a small human settlement. When they find that the outside world is becoming more and more cruel, people are even more unwilling to leave the building where they are hiding.
Even if there was no food or drink in the building, they did not have the courage to go out.
In just one day, the original status relationship in society was instantly broken, and crowds were divided in every building. The powerful people began to control the few supplies, and the remaining ordinary people could only survive and beg everywhere.
As an intruder, Zhou Qingfeng is unable to change the interpersonal relationships in a building. Although he is short of subordinates, the fact that people in the previous club building dispersed has sounded the alarm to him. Subordinates who have no cohesion need to be of some use.
None, it will only be a waste of food.
Therefore, Zhou Qingfeng could only cruelly refuse Jenny Braun's request. Because when Jenny Braun begged him, the entire corridor was watching. As long as he saved one, there would be dozens left.
Hundreds of people would pounce on him, and at that time he might not even be able to escape.
"I can't save you, and I don't want to get to know you. Get away! If you come near me again, I will kill you. Don't think that I don't dare to do it, I won't have any sympathy." Zhou Qingfeng said viciously, and he even picked off
He took off his mask, revealing his true appearance.
Wow...it's Victor Hugo. That murderer! The man who killed the New York Police Commissioner in public.
Thanks to the media reports in recent days, Zhou Qingfeng’s face has become well known to many people. Dozens of people in the corridor were originally waiting to see if Jenny Braun could get some help, but now they found that they were facing a place
The out-and-out thugs immediately ceased their activities and made no sound again.
Faced with Zhou Qingfeng's ferocious attitude, Jenny was also frightened to the point of weakness. The name 'Victor Hugo' has been a hot topic in the news recently, and there is no reason why a reporter would not recognize her. She even wrote a special comment
, and now I actually saw the real person.
Seeing that he had calmed down the situation, Zhou Qingfeng walked away again. He didn't want to be any hindrance now, and he really wanted to quickly deal with the gangsters who occupied this building.
The people who know the most about the situation in the building now are undoubtedly the security guards who have a small amount of supplies. Perhaps out of the simplest self-protection mentality, these people have occupied several strong rooms and will not come out even if they die. They also refuse to help anyone.
people.
"Hey, the security guard inside is listening. Come out and talk to me. I want to know something about the situation." Zhou Qingfeng came outside the room occupied by the security guard and used the cover of the corner to shout inside.
The security guard inside seemed extremely irritable and shouted: "We won't share, get out of here right away."
Zhou Qingfeng immediately shot a gun inside through the window. After the bang bang bang gunshots, he said again: "Listen, you idiots. My name is Victor Hugo. Send someone out to talk to me right away.
, otherwise I will set fire to you, and I will do what I say."
The biggest fear in building buildings is fire. Zhou Qingfeng reported his name and said he was going to set a fire, which really frightened the security guards inside.
"Wait, don't shoot, one of us can come out alone." The security guards shouted, and then a quarrel could be heard inside, as if they were in trouble over who should go out to see Zhou Qingfeng.
After a long time, an older black security guard with gray hair came out. He raised his hand, looked at Zhou Qingfeng and said, "Okay, I'm coming out. My name is Mobutu, do you have anything to ask?"
"Tell me, how many gangsters are there in the gang upstairs?"
"Maybe twenty or thirty, maybe forty or fifty, we don't know. They broke in and killed many of us. Then they began to search for food and water everywhere, occupying more than ten floors." Mobutu
said.
"Occupying more than ten floors? Aren't they afraid that you would light a fire downstairs and burn them to death?" Zhou Qingfeng felt that directly setting fire to this kind of building was the most effective way.
"The fire extinguishing device of the building is independent and has not failed. Unless you get a lot of gasoline to set fire to it, even if you burn a few rooms, you won't be able to burn the entire building." Mobutu said: "There are still many people upstairs.
The gangsters held a large number of hostages. If they were set on fire, the hostages would also die.
Moreover, the gangsters will come down every two hours to patrol, and they are also worried about us making trouble down there. In order to appease the people in the building, they also promised to distribute a small amount of food and water every day, and now the people in the building are waiting."
"This is not a smoke bomb thrown by the gangsters to prevent us from launching a riot, but maybe this is an opportunity." A weak voice came from behind Zhou Qingfeng.
Zhou Qingfeng turned around and said angrily: "Didn't I tell you not to follow me?"
Jenny Braun appeared in fear a few meters away. She said with a sad face: "Mr. Hugo, please. You must be here to get rid of those gangsters. No matter what your reasons are, I can
Help you. I can be a bait for your sneak attack."
When Mobutu heard this, he also said: "If you want to take any action, I am willing to participate. I used to be a soldier, and I am not willing to make a living by robbing other innocent people."
Mobutu was tall and strong, with thick joints. He looked quite burly and powerful, and should be considered a fighting force. However, Zhou Qingfeng felt that the manpower was a bit short, and asked: "Can we call for a few more people? I trust your food."
There won’t be many, and you won’t be able to hold on for long if you don’t work hard.”
Mobutu walked into the security guard's room again to convey Zhou Qingfeng's intention, and soon a fierce quarrel broke out inside. However, when he heard that Zhou Qingfeng wanted to attack the gangsters, there were still several hungry and thirsty men standing in the corridor.
came out.
A few minutes later, Zhou Qingfeng temporarily recruited more than 20 people, including seven security guards with guns and a dozen civilians without weapons. These people were forced by the current situation and had to stand up and fight for their own lives.
And give it a try.
With the notorious Zhou Qingfeng taking the lead, the morale of this temporary team was quite good. The group climbed the stairs from the fifth floor in a messy manner, making a great noise along the way. As they walked, they even attracted hundreds of people to follow them.
Looking at these rabble, Zhou Qingfeng didn't give them any hope. If there was a fight later, at least half of them would turn around and run away.
Since the elevator was no longer accessible, the fire stairs became the only way up and down. Mobutu, who was once a soldier, tried to organize the more than 100 people he brought up, but the place was buzzing like a vegetable market and there was no discipline at all.
Under such circumstances, it would be a dream to ambush the gangsters. Zhou Qingfeng simply arranged for people to block the fire escape from the ninth floor to the eighth floor, and then set up roadblocks in the corridor of the ninth floor.
"Everyone, we are all on the ninth floor now. The road to the eighth floor has been blocked. None of you can escape. You can only survive by killing those gangsters. Otherwise, you will all die." Zhou Qingfeng said this.
He said that the crowd of more than a hundred people, who were howling and chattering, immediately fell silent.
Most of the people following Zhou Qingfeng were speculators. Now that their escape route was cut off, these people immediately expressed their unacceptable attitude. Someone shouted: "Why don't you let us escape? What if we fail?"