Chapter 84: Ready-made food

It was clear that Li Dama and Wu Daye had mastered this art.

They even chose to die in the exact same way.

However, Liang Yu was very curious: Wu Chusheng should have a son, which would be their grandson.

What would happen to the other person after Li Dama and Wu Daye died?

After some thought, Liang Yu realized this was not his concern.

He just knew that the entire residential complex was about to descend into chaos.

Today’s scramble for supplies, which led to an owner’s death, had already stripped away their last vestiges of rationality.

About ten minutes later, after the owners had finished grabbing their supply packs from the property management office, most of them had dispersed.

Only a few owners remained, blocking the warehouse entrance, constantly banging on the door and issuing threats.

They wanted Wang Yong and his group of property management personnel to get out.

It was at this moment that Wang Yong, who never checked inventory, received terrible news.

In the massive warehouse, only a few boxes of food remained.

Wang Yong was in disbelief, running like a madman into the warehouse storage room.

He kept opening boxes and barrels, only to find them all empty.

After searching for seven or eight minutes, Wang Yong finally accepted reality.

He knew that many property management personnel were aware of this, and the matter could not be kept secret.

So, with a dark expression, he called everyone over.

“Everyone, our warehouse food is gone; it’s all been resold. Those who don’t believe me can go check the back warehouse themselves.”

“I don’t care who did it; now is not the time to investigate, and I won’t pursue this matter.”

“I know you suspect I did it, but I, Wang Yong, can guarantee you that I never did such a thing.”

“If I had sold the warehouse food, how could I possibly be distributing food to those owners?”

“I just want to ask you one thing right now!”

“Do you want to survive? If you want to survive, follow me, pick up your tools, and defeat those owners outside the door! Drive them away! Only then can we get enough food.”

Wang Yong had not even considered that Liang Yu was responsible for the warehouse theft.

He believed the most likely culprit was the warehouse manager, who had secretly sold off that portion of supplies behind his back.

However, at present, to appease and unite these people, it was clearly not the time to act against him.

And they could still gather a large quantity of food.

That would be from the owners who were killed or injured by Li Dama and Wu Daye’s explosion in the open space in front of the warehouse, left unattended.

As long as they dragged those dozens of people back to the property management office, in such cold weather, relying on that meat,

they could last for ten days to half a month without any problem.

And those property management personnel, whose desire for survival was ignited by Wang Yong’s words, all picked up their weapons.

They moved the heavy objects in front of the warehouse door, furiously opened the warehouse door, and, led by Wang Cai, charged out.

The group of owners who had been banging on the door were not many in number to begin with.

They suddenly encountered such a situation.

Especially Wang Cai, who was at the forefront, rushing out with a nearly meter-long machete.

Most owners had only one reaction!

That was to run!

Seeing owners constantly fleeing beside them, the other owners, who had a bit more courage and wanted to confront them head-on, also became nervous and afraid.

Seeing that most people had fled, they suddenly lost their nerve and ran to catch up with the main group.

Seeing that the people outside had been driven away, Wang Cai assigned two people to guard the warehouse to prevent it from being occupied.

He then led the remaining people in a hurry to the explosion site.

Originally, there were still some owners here, their faces covered, only their eyes showing, carrying food.

Seeing this group of people running towards them with weapons, they no longer cared about carrying the food.

They all joined the large group of fleeing people.

Wang Cai led the property management personnel to the explosion site.

He glanced at the food on the ground and then ordered,

“Move them for me. Carry these bodies, lying haphazardly on the ground, back.”

“Prioritize moving the complete bodies first, then those with missing arms or legs, and large chunks of meat.”

However, before Wang Cai could finish, most people, seeing the scattered remains on the ground, blown into pieces,

ninety-nine percent of them started to vomit.

Wang Cai looked at these people and kicked the nearest property management personnel.

“Don’t just stand there, hurry up and move them! If they realize what’s happening, we won’t have anything left.”

“And you all, if you want to starve to death, continue to vomit here.”

To survive, many people had no choice but to forcefully suppress their nausea and carry out Wang Cai’s orders.

Just as they returned to carry the second wave, as soon as they started, the property management personnel noticed something was wrong.

They quickly shouted to Wang Cai,

“Brother Wang Cai, this person seems to be alive.”

Wang Cai put down the person he was carrying, revealed the machete in his hand, and walked over.

He reached out and placed his hand on the person’s neck, finding that there was still warmth.

Then he picked up the machete in his hand and directly slit the person’s throat.

To the surprise of everyone, Wang Cai calmly spoke to them,

“You all know very well what the situation is now.”

“For those who are still alive, finish them yourselves. Don’t make me say it a second time.”

“If you want to survive, this is necessary. Hurry up and act; try to bring them all back a third time.”

Soon, after another nearly 20 minutes, an owner cautiously approached the explosion site.

However, by this time, the more complete bodies had already been taken back by the property management.

What remained on the scene were only some dismembered limbs and chunks of meat.

But these owners, who were able to come down and collect food, no longer cared about such things.

They only cared about whether they could fill their stomachs.

Someone picked up two severed arms and ran back.

Someone else dragged a large leg and left.

Some owners who couldn’t get limbs immediately took off a jacket.

They placed the frozen meat chunks of varying sizes onto the jacket.

They directly packed a portion and took it back.

Soon, with more and more owners joining, besides some residue, there was no edible material left at the scene.

At this point, every owner who left felt as if they were being watched.

The target of this gaze was not the ‘food’ in their hands, but themselves.

If Liang Yu were here, he would definitely joke,

“You must trust your instincts; you haven’t felt wrong. They are indeed lusting after your body!”

Truly, without any other thoughts, they are simply drooling over your body without any restraint.

After the owners returned home this time, the long-lost aroma of meat wafted from many buildings.

These meaty aromas were undoubtedly a powerful shock to those owners who still retained their humanity.

At this time, in building 8.

Hu Zhiyun and Wu Pei were preparing today’s lunch.

At this moment, an owner hugged Hu Zhiyun from behind and reached into her private parts.

Hu Zhiyun dared not resist and turned to Wu Pei, who was beside her, saying,

“Be careful when you strike with the knife; don’t let her die.”

“If she dies, it won’t do…”

Hu Zhiyun was taken away by the other person before she could finish speaking.