Before rebirth and the frozen end of the world, tens of billions of supplies were frantically stockp

Chapter 51
Ye Xingchen was actually only wearing a thin nightgown in such a cold weather, the coffee in his hand was still steaming, with a thick layer of milk froth floating on it, and he was actually enjoying the exquisite dessert!
And what else did he say?He said he couldn't finish eating so much, so it was a waste to throw it away?

God knows how many people outside of them haven't eaten a grain of rice for two or three days!

The point is not this, the point is, under Ye Xingchen's coffee table, there are potato chips, biscuits, bread and instant noodles neatly piled up?Even a slice or two of pizza and a bite or two of burger?There is even roast chicken, fried chicken and roast duck? !
It was these things that made everyone outside red-eyed and completely crazy!

"Roar!!!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

They were so excited that they couldn't speak, so they had no choice but to vent their anxiety by clamoring helplessly.

Ye Xingchen put a cheese salmon mustard tart into his mouth, took another sip of coffee, wiped his mouth and leaned back.

"What a fool, don't you know what bulletproof glass is?"

"Who said glass must be weaker than metal?"

Ye Xingchen spent a lot of money back then, even the people from the security company told him that only one layer is enough, saying that this hardened and thickened bulletproof glass would not break even if it was bombarded by shells, but Ye Xingchen Still insisted on making two layers of stainless steel laminated glass, and left a wall for each layer for this design.

That's right, Ye Xingchen just wants to show these people his beautiful life when the time comes, so he's so jealous of them.

The person outside smashed it hard, his veins bulged and his face was distorted. Ye Xingchen just turned sideways and started watching a movie on the screen.

Alas, it's interesting to watch them perform, but it's a bit boring to come and go with those movements.

He picked up a bag of potato chips from the ground beside him, went to wash a basin of cherries and put them aside, he just pushed the dessert shelf aside and stopped eating.

I saw Ye Xingchen lying on the lazy sofa, throwing a cherries into his mouth with his legs crossed.

Only through a layer of glass, people outside saw Ye Xingchen's leisurely appearance and were so jealous that they almost lost their minds.

"Ye Xingchen, just wait for me! I'll kill you right away!"

"When I smash this damn glass, your death will come!"

"You bloody bastard! Selfish scum! You wait! You don't have much time to run wild!"

"Ah, so many delicious things are mine! All are mine!!"

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When Ye Xingchen heard this, a faint smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and he raised the cup of coffee with sugar and milk in his hand and waved it at them, then picked up the communication device and put it to his mouth: "Come on, you guys continue!"

Halfway through the movie, someone finally reacted.

"Hey, how can this glass not be smashed?"

"Yeah... I have used a hammer..."

"That's right, my shovel didn't respond when I smashed it so hard."

"Damn it, isn't this some kind of bulletproof glass?"

"No way?! Then we, how can we smash this..."

It's been more than an hour, and more than half of them can't do it anymore.

Under the extremely low temperature, the physical strength was lost very quickly, and gradually some people sat on the ground with weapons and panted heavily.

But more than an hour has passed, not to mention cracks on the glass, even the slightest scratches, even if they don't look carefully, they may not be able to see it clearly.

They began to despair in their hearts, but only separated by a layer of glass, seeing Ye Xingchen living so comfortably in the house, the jealousy in their hearts forced them not to allow them to give up so easily.

After watching a movie, some of them are still working hard in rotation.

Ye Xingchen rubbed his eyes and stretched his waist. He turned his head and finally saw a few of Zhang Yi's subordinates in the crowd through the window. Obviously, at this time, Zhang Yi still didn't want to do anything.

Ye Xingchen thought it was almost time.

So he got up from the lazy sofa, walked aside and quietly took out an iron bottle from the space, and went upstairs again.

Everyone saw Ye Xingchen get up and walk in, and they thought he was going to the bathroom.

Just the next moment, Ye Xingchen entered the small room on the balcony on the third floor, took out a lighter and lit the bottle, opened the shooting port and threw the burning bottle down.

The bottle was tumbling in the air for several weeks, but the fire on it had not been extinguished. Soon, this enhanced version of the Molotov cocktail made by Ye Xingchen fell into the crowd who were still smashing the glass.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion, and then the flames blazed up!

The bottle was filled with gasoline, and when the bottle exploded, the gasoline was sprayed everywhere, and everyone underneath wore thick clothes to keep out the cold, and now I saw one fire ball after another running around.

Seeing this, Ye Xingchen was not stingy, and threw several bottles down again, and the gray sky and earth suddenly burst into flames, and the light almost reached the incandescent lamp.

Ye Xingchen closed the shooting port, went back to the room, took off his clothes and went downstairs, standing on the floor-to-ceiling window wall to watch the grand occasion.

There are fire balls rolling in the snow everywhere, trying to put out the fire, but unfortunately, Ye Xingchen added a lot of sugar in addition to gasoline when making these bottles, one bottle is enough to burn in this extremely cold weather. Several people died.

There were sharp screams, and the people who drenched the most gasoline were already burned to death, and there were even more hideous people lying in front of the French windows and staring at Ye Xingchen fiercely.

"Help me, please, help me!"

Ye Xingchen bent down to pick up the unfinished coffee from the coffee table, and raised his hand to greet them.

"I'll save you M baskets, die, trash snack!"

There is a sweet burnt aroma in the air outside, which is the smell that you often smell in summer night markets.

The fire lasted for a full half an hour. There were many dead and wounded, and some people even collapsed psychologically in the fire. Reach out to warm yourself by the fire.

Ye Xingchen even saw someone looking around furtively in the chaos, and then quietly bit the burnt person a few times.

After finally burning out the gasoline, everyone looked at the corpses lying on the ground and took a step back, full of fear in their hearts.

In order to deal with Ye Xingchen, at least 50 to [-] people had died!
They have tried all kinds of methods, how can they break through Ye Xingchen's fortress-like house and snatch his supplies?
There was a sense of desperation in the air.

But at the same time, there is another kind of breath that is getting stronger and stronger, making everyone's eyes begin to change.

(End of this chapter)