The world is frozen: Logistics Park collects 100 billion yuan at the beginning

Zhang Youqiang and Zhang Bing fled in panic.

Liu San chased after him with a machete, his face turned red and he was very excited.

This is the feeling, no worries!

"Hahaha, stop and have a fight, you are useless!"

Zhang Youqiang turned a deaf ear and took his only remaining nephew, A Bing, and fled downstairs to the third floor. Without saying a word, he climbed out of the window and disappeared from sight.

When Liu San saw this, he stopped pursuing him.

Carrying a blood-stained machete, he immediately lowered his attitude when passing 901.

"Brother Li, I have chased away those who came to our 9th building to cause trouble."

Li Mo said calmly: "Oh, take the head away and look at the diaphragm."

"okay!"

Liu San nodded and bent down to pick up the head that had fallen to the ground. He did not have the aura of Boss Hei at all.

"Brother Li, I'll leave first so I won't disturb your rest."

"Um."

Liu San left with a smile on his face, walked to a deserted place, raised his hand and touched his cheek.

On the other side, Zhang Youqiang returned to Building 8 and sat down on the ground, looking frightened.

"Brother Youqiang, why are you guys coming back in such a hurry? Where is Aaron?"

The fellow villagers immediately gathered around and asked with concern.

"Aaron is dead!"

"What? How could this happen!"

The fellow villagers immediately surrounded Zhang Bing and asked about the specific situation.

"There is an evil star in the 9th building next door. He is stabbing people with a machete. He has tattoos on his hands and face. He may be a gangster!"

"The underworld is just a ball. If he dares to harm us Zhangjiacun people, I will chop him into pieces!"

"That's right, what we did during this period is not much worse than the underworld!"

Zhang Youqiang was still immersed in the pain of his nephew's death when he saw several fellow villagers preparing to set off with iron rods in their hands!

"Stop first."

"Brother Youqiang, why stop? We want to avenge Aaron!"

The wrinkles on Zhang Youqiang's dark face became a little deeper.

"Now we don't know the opponent's strength, so we can't act rashly."

"Is it possible not to take revenge?"

Zhang Rizhong held the iron rod tightly and said angrily.

"The top priority is to survive first. We don't have much food anymore. Find food first, and then take revenge!"

"Could it be that the person who killed Aaron wasn't the person who turned on the light across the street?"

Zhang Bing interjected at this time: "The one with the lights on only talks about it and doesn't dare to come out and fight us with real swords and guns. The really powerful one is the other guy with a machete!"

After Zhang Rizhong heard this, he thought of the bottomless rice vat in the kitchen.

"Brother, I think you're right! Let's grab the food on the opposite side first, so that we can eat enough to avenge Aaron!"

"Go and call the scholar!"

As soon as Zhang Youqiang's words came out, the others immediately became excited.

It’s done now!

Li Mo watched the TV boredly, sighing that it was another boring day.

A short-sighted guy came just now, but before he could take action, the other person had already knelt down.

Seeing that it was almost time, I turned off the TV and went to bed.

Zhang Youqiang and others bent forward on the snow path connecting Building 8 and Building 9.

"A Bing, you guys are really bad at what you do. You don't know how to get a higher position. You don't know that your loyal uncle has a weak waist!"

"Uncle Zhong, it's your kidneys that are bad, not your waist. Digging the snow path so high will make the amount of work many times greater. It's unnecessary."

A Bing is strong and can walk with his waist bent, which is not difficult at all.

"Xiucai, how are you doing with that thing? Is it reliable?"

Among the people, there was a man with rimless glasses, who was called a scholar by the villagers.

"Give me a little time, I can blow up the whole building!"

"Tsk, tsk, you are a talented scholar. You are worthy of being a top student who graduated from 985 University."

Zhang Rizhong couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the scholar.

In so many years, Zhangjiacun has produced a college student, and it is still a national key university. He is simply a literary star.

A Bing couldn't help but curl his lips: "What's so great is that he just works on the construction site like us."

"Bullshit, how can that be the same? You are selling your strength, and the talented people are selling their brains. How dare you compare with them?"

"They are all for sale. Apart from salary slips, can other things be classified as high or low?"

A Bing was immediately unconvinced, even though his academic performance was not good and he only went to technical secondary school.

But on the construction site, I can get a monthly salary of 8,000 yuan.

As for the Wenquxing in the back, his monthly salary is only 4,500, okay? It was so hilarious!

Zhang Rizhong slapped A Bing on the back of the head with a big blow.

"Xiucai people will have to work in offices in the future. Wearing a safety helmet to go to the construction site is only temporary, but you will work on the construction site for the rest of your life!"

Zhang Xiucai just smiled and said nothing.

He didn't try to explain that he hadn't graduated yet, he was just doing an internship.

These idiots have no idea at all.

A Bing's eyes were not eyes, and his nose was not nose, and he snorted: "There will be no office for him to sit in in the future, and everyone will be hungry!"

This sentence brought everyone back to reality. There is no social profession anymore, and everyone has to work hard for a bite to eat.

Zhang Youqiang sighed, "Stop arguing and find a way to get food."

Soon, the group arrived at the door of Building 9.

This time, they were not as arrogant as last time. They went upstairs very quietly without making any noise.

Arriving at the door of 901, Zhang Xiucai took out the explosives from his backpack.

"Stay away, the aftermath of the explosion is very powerful. Don't hurt you."

A Bing curled his lips and took a few steps back, but there was a disapproving look on his face.

Zhang Rizhong murmured in his mouth: "Mononitrate, disulfide, and charcoal, Taishang Laojun will make a bomb, and it will appear quickly!"

boom!

The violent explosion resounded throughout the building and even the entire Tianhe community.

Li Mo woke up from his sleep and felt the ground shaking.

"What's going on? Is there an earthquake?"

"Return to the master, there is no earthquake, someone is blowing up the building."

When Li Mo heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief:

"That's okay, don't be afraid."

Li Mo tilted his body and fell back to sleep.

Outside the door, smoke and dust filled the air. A Bing's head was buzzing and his ears could not hear anything.

Zhang Youqiang and others were stunned when they saw the motionless door.

"How can this be!"

Zhang Xiucai couldn't hide his shock. There was absolutely nothing wrong with the explosives. They had been tested before.

"Damn it, top students from key universities across the country are at this level, and an explosive is not as powerful as a firecracker!"

A Bing raised his voice and his tone was mocking.

Zhang Xiucai opened his mouth, but no words came out. He was also very confused.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"There must be something wrong with this door!"

Zhang Youqiang lowered his head and observed that there were spider web-like cracks on the ground around him, but the door and wall of 901 did not change at all.

In the safe house, Li Mo suddenly stood up. He suddenly thought: "Damn, there is a bomb in the building next door. What if they blow up the entire 9th building?"

Although the safe house is okay, his toys are about to go to hell in advance!