It is not a 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 others are working, they start smoking outside as if no one is watching.
After thinking about it for a while, everyone guessed that Zhang Yi provided it for them.
As a result, some building managers who were addicted to cigarettes made requests one after another, hoping that Zhang Yi would also bring them cigarettes.
After Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment, he smiled and said: "I'm afraid it's a little difficult to serve so many people."
The other building managers were immediately anxious.
"Zhang Yi, you can't be too kind to one!"
"Our requirements are not high, just one pack a day, just one pack!"
"This is the request of my life!"
Zhang Yi sighed helplessly, "Okay, I'll try my best to provide it to you. Let's do this, starting from tomorrow, if you building managers need cigarettes, I will provide them to you."
When the non-smokers saw this, they couldn't help but stepped forward and made their own requests.
"I don't smoke, I just like to take a bite of betel nut. Can this request be met?"
"I want to drink some wine, any cheap bulk wine will do!"
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Zhang Yi said with a helpless look: "Okay, okay, I have remembered everything you said. I will not favor one against another, everyone has a share!"
Everyone smiled with satisfaction, then took their supplies and left.
After they left, Li Chengbin, Jiang Lei and others were indignant.
"Brother Zhang, are you too kind to them?"
"Giving them food is already a great kindness, but now they are pushing their limits and want this and that!"
Zhang Yi said calmly: "Their demands are not too much. I can't favor one over the other. It's okay, so be it!"
Everyone looked at Zhang Yi like a stranger.
I never imagined that Zhang Yi, who was ruthless and ruthless in the past, would become so cowardly now!
But Zhang Yi had to find the things by himself, so it was hard for them to say anything.
Zhang Yi finished distributing supplies to everyone and returned home.
He took a hot bath, then lay comfortably on the sofa in his pajamas, looking at the ceiling above his head.
"It's almost time."
An internal strife has caused heavy losses to other unit buildings.
The number of direct deaths was more than 400.
There were hundreds of people injured during the battle. It was basically impossible for these people to survive. Even if they were lucky enough to survive, there would be no threat in a short period of time.
Zhang Yi specifically walked around the community in the morning. During the process, he observed the number of people who were still active in the community.
There are about 700 people.
Moreover, he used cigarettes, liquor and other items as bait to successfully lure out the building managers of each unit building.
In other words, the time has come to close the net!
Zhang Yi does not intend to delay it any longer.
Because no major conflicts will break out in each unit building in a short period of time, delaying time is meaningless.
And because of the food he provides, those people will also be able to replenish their physical strength. After a while, they will pose an even greater threat to Zhang Yi.
"Just tomorrow!"
Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp killing intent flashed between his eyes.
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The next day, Zhang Yi went out as usual and left the community.
Regarding his plan today, he did not tell anyone, including Uncle You.
Because this action is very important, if you miss it, it will increase the difficulty and risk of the action later.
So no one can trust Zhang Yi.
After leaving the community, he went straight to the supermarket.
A large amount of food was found from various shelves, most of which were bulk steamed buns, steamed buns, and bagged bread tied with drawstrings.
Today, Zhang Yi specially found better quality food than the previous days, and also gave more quantity.
"If I can have a heartier last meal, I'll be kind enough to them!"
Zhang Yi said this.
After piling up a lot of things, Zhang Yi took out the rat poison he had obtained earlier from another dimension.
Colorless and odorless powder, just a little bit can be fatal.
It just so happened that these foods were a little spoiled and the color was not normal, so it couldn't be seen at all when sprinkled with medicinal powder.
Zhang Yi took out the gas mask he found in the military camp from the space, put it on, and then carefully sprinkled rat poison on the food.
It took him half an hour to complete this process alone.
"Guys like Wang Qiang and Huang Tianfang may be uneasy about food and would let people test poison. But they are such greedy people, and they will definitely not be willing to share cigarettes and liquor with others."
"Old smokers and drunkards will lose their usual caution in the face of these things. I'll put some medicine on it!"
Zhang Yi took a few packs of cigarettes over, and after thinking about them for a while, he opened the outer plastic wrap.
When he gave it to Wang Qiang and others, he had unwrapped the cigarettes, of course in preparation for today.
This will dispel their doubts.
After all, it is good to be able to get cigarettes now, and it is not surprising that there are some problems with the packaging.
Then, he put the rat poison little by little and carefully stuffed it into the tobacco of the cigarette.
As for liquor, the method is a little more complicated.
Zhang Yi first mixed the rat poison into alcohol, and then injected it through the cork with a syringe.
How should I put it, it was a bit rough, but it was almost night after he went back, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
Even those drunkards would find it difficult to detect such a small flaw.
After two hours of busy work, Zhang Yi began to pack the food in bags and put it on the sledge behind the snowmobile.
The snow outside is not that heavy today, but the wind is still strong.
Zhang Yi leaned against the wall of the shopping mall, finally lit a cigarette for himself, and took small sips.
Because you inhale too much, you can easily freeze your lungs from the cold air.
"Perhaps today is the end. I always feel that this process has been surprisingly smooth."
Zhang Yi murmured to himself.
Everything the people in other units have done so far is completely in line with Zhang Yi's expectations.
But it was this kind of cooperation that gave Zhang Yi an unreal feeling.
"I always feel that everything is going too smoothly, but other people are not fools, how could they be fooled around by me alone?"
Zhang Yi smiled self-deprecatingly and narrowed his eyes at the same time.
"This false harmony is only temporary, and those guys are not stupid. Sooner or later, they will still take action against me, and the reason why they choose to hold back is that they are waiting for some opportunity?"
"There is a mole in #25. I haven't found out who it is. Is he still alive or did he die a while ago?"
Zhang Yi asked himself these questions, but he didn't get the answers.
He is not Sherlock Holmes, nor is he Detective Conan. He does not have such strong detective skills.
But, he has something better in this apocalypse - he has a fortress and a gun!
Zhang Yi threw the cigarette he had taken two puffs on to the ground and crushed it with his toes.
"No matter what plans you have, all conspiracies and tricks are meaningless in the face of absolute strength."