Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

On the way back, Wang Qiang lowered his head and thought, "Why did Zhang Yi suddenly become so nice? He gave me cigarettes when I asked for them, and even offered to bring me some wine."

"Did I misunderstand him before?"

He frowned and thought carefully.

In the past, he and Zhang Yi had no contact, let alone any conflicts.

After the end of the world, he coveted Zhang Yi's snowmobile. When he sent people to steal it but failed, he sent people to ambush in the snow.

Later, Zhang Yi fought back against their Mad Wolf Gang.

Wang Qiang slapped his forehead and said, "Oh my! It's not that they are unfair, it's that I was wrong first. This Zhang Yiren is okay, I can get along with him!"

A cruel smile gradually appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"I just like kind people!"

......

On the other side, Huang Tianfang was also thinking about Zhang Yi's change in attitude.

"Why is he suddenly showing kindness to me? Logically, with his strength, he shouldn't be afraid of me."

"If that's the case, he probably genuinely wants peace and doesn't want to continue fighting. After all, he's alone, and his subordinates don't share his same beliefs."

"If he keeps hitting me, he might die someday. That's why he's scared!"

After Huang Tianfang thought about it for a while, he thought he understood the change in Zhang Yi's attitude.

He couldn't help but reveal a smug smile on his face.

"This is great news!"

......

After Zhang Yi came out, he went to the library again.

The book "Deep Wood in Norway" is very interesting. The lingering faint sadness in Haruki Murakami's writing can be said to be a representative of the post-Sakura War mourning culture.

Zhang Yi read the whole book slowly and methodically, closed it gently, and put it back on the bookshelf.

It's not that he's being pretentious, but it's rare for him to read a book on a whim, and he may not have the same urge in the future.

There is no need to move the library back and leave it to gather dust in another space.

Zhang Yi is the kind of person who wants to buy all kinds of books when he goes to a bookstore, but loses interest once he takes them home.

He raised his wrist and flipped his Rolex out from inside his sleeve.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and as usual he should go collect some food and bring it back to the community.

Zhang Yi murmured softly, "I wonder when those guys will be caught! I have to slowly lower their guard and then find the right opportunity to strike."

Zhang Yi left the library, went to the supermarket to collect the corresponding amount of supplies, and then rode a snowmobile back to the community.

Among those who came to collect supplies today, there were a few more building managers.

Wang Qiang and Huang Tianfang were both in the crowd, looking expectantly at the snakeskin bag at Zhang Yi's feet.

The two's target, of course, was the cigarettes and liquor that Zhang Yi had promised to bring them.

The reason why I came here in person to get it is to keep it for myself.

Otherwise, these rare and good things would easily cause conflicts between them and their subordinates.

Wang Qiang and Huang Tianfang both felt this deeply. When they got the cigarettes yesterday, their subordinates were a little unable to control themselves.

When he saw them coming to get the food in person, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Zhang Yi's lips.

"Okay, everyone line up in order and come over to receive your food!"

When the head of Building 1 came over, he suddenly whispered to Zhang Yi, "Zhang Yi, you can bring cigarettes to Wang Qiang and Huang Tianfang, can you bring some for us too?"