The old man raised his hand and pushed back the small Bupleurum granules in Hua Mi's hand.

"No need to give change. In fact, we should give you a little more money. It's just that we are old and don't have much cash with us."

The cash is deposited in the bank, but now there is no mobile phone signal and no Internet, so the old couple cannot take out the coffin book.

So I was very ashamed and only gave Hua Mi 20 yuan.

The old woman beside the old man reached out and held Hua Mi's wrist, and lowered her voice and said,

"Come on, good boy, come on."

She was still a young girl, and she didn't understand the dangers of the human heart at all. Look at the people around her who were watching eagerly. Everyone was hungry and couldn't get past the obstacles in front of them.

At this time, a young woman selling supplies appeared, and the consequences can be imagined.

But it was obviously too late for Hua Mi to leave at this time. She was surrounded by people.

People who had been waiting in line to cross the obstacle gathered around.

Even if Hua Mi only brought out a few oranges, everyone wanted to try their luck. Maybe they could buy an orange?

Someone took out a hundred dollar bill and asked in a low voice,

"Do you have any other supplies to sell? I have money and I don't need you to change."

One person asked, and a large group of people gathered around and asked all kinds of questions,

"I have cash here, can you sell me some supplies?"

"I have electricity, and my mobile phone has electricity. As long as you can give me some signal, I will have money to transfer to you."

"I"

Hua Mi was surrounded by the crowd, she said calmly,

"Don't worry, those of you who have cash should queue up first. I also have a self-heating hotpot here."

As she spoke, she took out a box of self-heating hot pot (dark mustard flavor) from her raincoat, and held a bottle of mineral water in her other hand.

"Here you have this, paired with mineral water, both together for 69.9, I'll sell it if you pay me."

"I have a hundred dollars, here you go, here you go!!!"

The man who got to the front of the crowd put a hundred-yuan bill into Hua Mi's hand, and almost snatched Hua Mi's self-heating hot pot and mineral water away.

He didn't ask for any change, and ran away with a self-heating hot pot and mineral water.

A bunch of people shouted loudly, "I want it too, I want it too."

"Give me some, give me some."

Like a large group of sparrows, these people gathered around Hua Mi.

Hua Mi was also unambiguous, and kept taking out the self-heating hotpot (dark mustard flavor) and mineral water from her raincoat.

Thanks to her raincoat, it looked very big, the sky was dark enough, the surrounding environment was chaotic enough, and people were panicked enough.

So Hua Mi kept going out to get supplies, and no one found it strange.

Just when the mood was gradually getting out of control, the commotion here finally attracted the attention of the group who set up obstacles.

A group of men rushed out from the barrier, holding sticks in their hands, and beat the survivors who were surrounding Hua Mi.

He was aggressive and showed no mercy.

For a moment, the outside of the barrier was in chaos, with all kinds of ghosts crying and howling.

This is exactly the effect Hua Mi wants.

Some survivors finally couldn't help shouting angrily,

"Who are you? Why are you setting up roadblocks here? We just want to go to Xiangcheng and City B to buy some supplies!"

"Life is already so difficult, and you still want to exploit us. Who gave you the power?"

In fact, many people have asked this question, but because no one is taking the lead, no one is willing to take the lead in resisting.

But now there are people selling supplies outside the barrier, and you can buy them with cash without going to Xiangcheng or City B.

The survivors saw hope.

What people fear most is having hope. Once there is hope, and then the hope is shattered, and when the disappointment is overwhelming, human nature will easily collapse!

The group who set up obstacles punched, kicked and kicked the survivors with sticks, finally igniting the anger of the survivors.

It's hard to say who was the first to start the counterattack. All the women, children, and the elderly who had no force value were huddled on the roadside.

Try to hide yourself in a safe area as much as possible.

On the entire road, people were beating others, and anyone with a stick was beaten.

"Who asked you to set up obstacles? What authority do you have to set up obstacles on this highway?"

"The commander of the Xiangcheng garrison didn't even say that he would block the road. Those of you who block the road will be shot."

Hua Mi shouted, encouraging the survivors to resist. She took advantage of the chaos and entered the barrier.

There were several men in the barrier, and they were about to go out to control the situation outside. When they saw it, a woman walked in!

Uncle Eighth was tied to the roof of the car and shouted loudly,

"Miss Hua, run quickly and leave us and them alone."

Before she could finish her words, Hua Mi had already pulled out her steel bar and hit everyone who set up obstacles with three or two blows.

She deliberately controlled her strength and did not hit the person on the head. After subduing him, she picked up the other person's collar and threw the man in her hand out of the obstacle.

"Go away and accept the wrath of the survivors!"

In a few moments, Hua Mi managed to get rid of all the men who came to hit her in the obstacles.

She climbed on top of the car, untied her wrecking crew, and counted people.

"Where's Shitai?"

"Here, here!"

Uncle Qi ran to a corner and carried out Shi Tata, who had been beaten half to death.

At first, their wreckage team was the first to resist the roadblocks set up by this group, but because they were all elderly people in their fifties, sixties, seventies, and eighties, they could not defeat those powerful young people.

The eldest Shi Daita was hiding in a garbage truck and was finally found and beaten by the group.

Hua Mi looked around, pointed to a fairly spacious van on the road, and got a bunch of medicine for Uncle Seven.

"Let's check on Shi's injuries first, and drive the car farther away, don't get stuck in the middle of the road."

At this time, the survivors and the people who set up obstacles were already inextricably fighting each other. Not to mention, there were quite a few people who set up obstacles.

There were at least fifty or sixty men, and all of them were very good at fighting.

But there were many young and strong men among the survivors, so the scene became a mess.

Hua Mi couldn't care less about the group fight. She led the senior citizen removal team to the largest van, preparing to get Shi Si Si in and give Shi Si Si medicine first.

The remaining people go to check the cars blocked on the road one by one, move the cars away, and remove the obstacles.

As a result, Uncle Eight opened the car door and saw a car full of cash.

The rest of the cars contained either cash or supplies.

"Sister Hua! Come quickly."

The eighth uncle immediately closed the car door, fearing that the survivors would rush in and snatch away all the cash in the car.

Although the cash was originally collected from survivors.

Hua Mi came forward, took a look at the cash inside through the car window, and said to Uncle Eighth and others,

"It seems that the business of setting up roadblocks is still a huge profit business. In just a short time, we have obtained so many supplies and cash for this group of people."

Hua Mi was a little moved.

Now I am taking anti-inflammatory and choleretic tablets, a cheap one, only a few yuan for 100 tablets. After taking it for a few days, I feel obviously better, but I really want to drink water and keep farting.
Chapter completed!