It is no secret that Huang Tianfang and Wang Qiang smoke cigarettes.

After all, these two people are not the ones who know how to hide things. When they are working, they start to slap outside as if no one is around.

After a little thought, everyone guessed that it was provided by Zhang Yi for them.

So, some building managers who were addicted to smoking made requests, hoping that Zhang Yi would bring cigarettes to them too.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yi smiled and said, "It is probably a little difficult to provide so many servings."

The other building managers suddenly became anxious.

"Zhang Yi, you can't favor one and the other!"

"Our requirements are not high, one pack a day, only one pack!"

"This is my lifelong request!"

Zhang Yi sighed helplessly, "Okay, I will try my best to provide it to you. Let's do this. From tomorrow on, I will provide you who need cigarettes to you."

Seeing this, the person who didn't smoke couldn't help but step forward and put forward his own request.

"I don't smoke, I just like to eat a bite of betel nut. Can this requirement be met?"

"I want to drink some wine, the cheapest loose wine is OK!"

...

Zhang Yi said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I have recorded all you said. I will not favor one or the other, everyone has a share!"

Everyone smiled with satisfaction, and then left with their supplies.

After they left, Li Chengbin, Jiang Lei and others were indignant.

"Brother Zhang, are you too good about them?"

"It's a great kindness to give them food. Now they are getting more and more eager to get this and that!"

Zhang Yi said lightly: "Their requests are not too much. I can't favor one or the other. It's okay, just do it!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Yi like a stranger.

I never thought that Zhang Yi, who had taken action in the past, would become so cowardly at this time!

But Zhang Yi went to find the things himself, so they couldn't say anything.

Zhang Yi distributed the supplies to everyone and returned home.

He took a hot shower, then lay comfortably on the sofa in his pajamas, looking at the ceiling above his head.

“It’s almost time.”

An internal friction has caused heavy losses to other units.

The number of people who died directly was more than 400.

There are hundreds of people injured during the battle, and these people are basically impossible to survive. Even if they are lucky enough to live, there will be no threat in a short period of time.

Zhang Yi walked around the community in the morning. During that process, he observed the number of people who could still move in the community.

There are about 700 people.

Moreover, he used cigarettes and liquor as bait to successfully lure the heads of each unit building out.

In other words, the time has come to close the internet!

Zhang Yi doesn't plan to drag it on any longer.

Because there will be no major conflicts in each unit building in a short period of time, it is meaningless to delay time.

Moreover, the food he provided would allow those people to be physically replenished. In a while, they would pose greater threat to Zhang Yi.

"It's tomorrow!"

Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

...

The next day, Zhang Yi went out as usual and left the community.

He did not tell anyone about his plan today, including Uncle You.

Because this action is very important, if you miss it, it will increase the difficulty and risk of the action.

So no one can believe Zhang Yi.

After leaving the community, he headed straight to the supermarket.

A large amount of food was found from each shelf, most of which were bulk steamed buns, buns, and bags of bread tied with tie-ups.

Today, Zhang Yi specially found food with better quality than the previous few days, and gave some more in terms of quantity.

"I can eat a little more hearty meal, so I'm kind enough to them!"

Zhang Yi said so.

After piled up a lot of things, Zhang Yi took out the rat poison he had obtained before from the alien space.

Colorless and odorless powder can be fatal if only a little bit.

It just so happened that these foods were a little spoiled and the color was not normal, so it was impossible to tell if they were sprinkled with medicinal powder.

Zhang Yi took out the gas mask he found in the military camp from the space and put it on, and then carefully sprinkled rat poison on the food.

It took him half an hour to complete this process.

"Wang Qiang and Huang Tianfang may not be very at ease with food, and it will make people try poisons. But they are so greedy, and they will definitely not be willing to share cigarettes and liquor with others."

"Old smokers and old alcoholics will lose their usual caution in the face of these things. I'll just put medicine on this!"

Zhang Yi took a few packs of cigarettes, thought about it, and then took apart the plastic seal outside.

When he gave Wang Qiang and others to Wang Qiang before, the cigarette was disassembled and sealed, of course, to prepare for today.

This is to dispel their suspicion.

After all, it would be nice to get cigarettes now, and it is not surprising that there are some problems with packaging.

Then, he stuffed the rat poison little by little and carefully into the tobacco of the cigarette.

As for liquor, the method is a little complicated.

Zhang Yi first incorporated rat poison into the alcohol, and then injected it through the bottle plug with a syringe.

How to say it is a bit rough, but after he returned, it was almost night, and the sky was dark.

It is difficult for those drunkards to detect such small flaws.

After two hours of busyness, Zhang Yi began to pack the food in a bag and then put it on the sled behind the snowmobile.

The snow outside is not that heavy today, but the wind is still sharp.

Zhang Yi leaned behind the wall of the mall and finally lit a cigarette for himself, sucking in small mouthfuls.

Because you suck too much, you can easily get frostbite your lungs by cold air.

"Maybe today is over. I always feel that the process is a bit smooth and surprising."

Zhang Yi murmured to himself.

Everything that people from other unit buildings have done so far is exactly in line with Zhang Yi's expectations.

But this kind of cooperation has brought Zhang Yi an unreal feeling.

"I always feel that everything is going too well, but others are not fools, so how could I be played around by myself?"

Zhang Yi smiled as if he was ridiculed and squinted his eyes at the same time.

"This false harmony is only temporary, and those guys are not stupid. Sooner or later, they will attack me. Is the reason why they choose to endure it, is it because they are waiting for some opportunity?"

"There is an insider at #25. I haven't found out who it is. Was he alive or was he dead a while ago?"

Zhang Yi asked himself about these questions, but he did not get an answer.

He is not Sherlock Holmes, nor is he a detective Conan, and he does not have such powerful detective skills.

But, in his hands, there is something better in this apocalypse-he has a fortress and a gun!

Zhang Yi threw the cigarette that he had smoked two sips on the ground and crushed it with his toes.
Chapter completed!