Can you imagine what it's like to be doused with cold water when it's over 70 degrees below zero?
Zhang Yi took the large water pipe and poured it towards those small caramels outside the door.
There was a temperature difference of about one hundred degrees between indoors and outdoors.
So when the water flowed out, it was still hot, but after it fell on those people, it quickly froze on the ice!
It was freezing cold, and they were all wearing down jackets and jumpers.
The cold water soaked their entire body, instantly making them feel as if they had been put into an ice cellar.
"Crap! It's so cold, it's freezing me to death!"
"Ahhhhh, don't pour it, don't pour it!"
At times like this, they would rather be severely beaten up than endure this freezing torture.
One by one, their lips turned purple from the freezing, and some even went into shock on the spot due to excessive hypothermia.
With their instincts, they hurriedly ran away from Zhang Yi's door.
But just a dozen seconds or so was already enough to make their entire bodies soaked.
Without even having the time to get on the lift to escape, their clothes were already frozen hard.
Zhang Yi watched them all run away before he turned off the tap.
He had planned to use his hand crossbow to teach these people a lesson just now.
However, that would be too slow to reload, and there was also the possibility of the other party counter-attacking through the firing holes.
Instead, this kind of heavy water was much more effective.
After those little Karami were doused by Zhang Yi, each one of them had their lips turned purple from the cold.
They rushed back to Chen Zhenghao's house.
When Chen Zhenghao saw them come back in a sorry state, he couldn't help but be furious.
"Where is that little brat? Did you guys get him back yet?"
The junior brothers, on the other hand, were all scrambling to find quilts and sheets to keep warm.
The clothes on their bodies were soaked through and all of them were frozen into ice.
There were a dozen people, grabbing clothes and quilts to use in the room.
However, since there were too many people, there were not enough things to share, several juniors had no choice but to take off their clothes and hug together to keep warm.
That picture, more or less, was a bit odd.
This could make Chen Zhenghao angry enough, slapping the table hard and cursing, "Who is going to explain to me to explain, what is going on here!"
A few juniors regained some body heat before they shivered and explained the ins and outs clearly to Chen Zhenghao.
"That Zhang Yi is so despicable, he even bared us with a water pipe. Can't stand it at all!"
"The door of their house doesn't know how thick it is, and even after we smashed it for half a day, only a little bit of paint fell off."
Chen Zhenghao's brows furrowed deeply after hearing this.
When he himself went to the door and smashed it, he indeed also felt that Zhang Yi's house door was very thick.
It looked like it was a bit difficult to force an attack.
However, soon after, he laughed coldly.
"It doesn't matter, even if their house is an iron kingpin, there will always be a break."
"And I just don't believe that he can stay in his house for the rest of his life and not come out!"
"A few of you will stand guard nearby, as soon as he goes out, immediately beat him to death!"
Chen Zhenghao said viciously.
The minions under him were all outlaws as well, and when they heard this, they shivered and laughed coldly.
Although one by one had frozen to a dog, they still had to act like they were fierce.
However, how could they have never imagined that Zhang Yi had no intention of leaving the house at all.
While the outside was hell, his room was heaven.
How could there be a reason to go from heaven to hell?
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After cleaning up Chen Zhenghao and the others, Zhang Yi continued to go back and play his game.
Although he knew that these guys wouldn't let up, they didn't have that ability to break into his home.
As for going out?
Oh, Zhang Yi would never make this choice!
Even if there was only a one-in-a-million risk, he would not take it.
Doesn't it smell good to be so comfortable at home?
Soon after, Zhang Yi came to the floor-to-ceiling window to check the scene outside.
There were really people with tools to sweep the snow.
He appeared to have seen Uncle You of the security guard, the straightforward and enthusiastic veteran who was always the first to rush up when things went wrong.
The dozen or so people downstairs were some of the more talkative young people inside the owners' group.
But the members of the neighbourhood committee, such as Auntie Lin, have not seen a single shadow.
Facing the two to three metres high thick layer of snow, they struggled to dig.
However, Zhang Yi knew that doing so was completely useless.
Not to mention, if you want to dig through a road from downstairs to the entrance of the district, you have to dig for a whole day.
But what if he dug through?
The road outside was also completely covered.
With such thick snow, only professional-grade large snowploughs can slowly clear it.
But in the south, there are no such professional vehicles.
Going outside has become an impossibility.
What's more, with the weather of over seventy degrees below zero, it was impossible for them to last long.
The cold-proof equipment couldn't keep up, and their physical fitness couldn't adapt to such low temperatures.
After spending half an hour continuously outdoors, there was a risk of frostbite.
Zhang Yi shook his head.
These honest people were indeed quite pitiful.
However, people made their own choices, so Zhang Yi was too lazy to say anything.
After all, right now, everything had nothing to do with him, he only wanted to live well himself.
Time came to the afternoon.
Zhang Yi felt a little hungry, so he took out a large meal from the foreign space.
The food was relatively simple, just a plate of Australian dragon, a Wellington steak, plus two Huangshan burritos and a bottle of cola.
There were plenty of such delicacies amongst his space.
Now that he stayed at home every day, Zhang Yi's work and rest became free.
In short, he slept when he was sleepy and ate when he was hungry, and there was no need to distinguish between day and night.
Outside the window, the snow was still falling.
Zhang Yi took the time to look at the cell block below.
The snow sweepers had all gone back.
The open space that they had cleared with half a day's effort was soon covered by snow again.
Probably they also realised that they could not fight against nature with their strength alone.
Zhang Yi was lying on the sofa in his autumn coat, and the temperature inside the house was 27°, which was comfortable and pleasant.
He turned on the TV and watched the programmes inside.
Many TV stations across the country were now directly off the air, with only some provincial unit channels and CCTV still broadcasting.
Among them, there were slogans that publicised the official work, as well as encouraging everyone.
"At this moment, our eyes are on Shengjing. Officials are strategising and directing us to launch a final general attack on the snowstorm!"
"It has been reported that 200 million people have been affected and tens of millions have died due to the poor prevention and control of snowstorms in the country of Great Rice!"
"The development of the snowstorm in our country is under control, and everything is looking up."
"I hope everyone will not be nervous and panicked, and trust the power of the officials!"
Zhang Yi shook his head.
The magnitude and horror of this snowstorm was unimaginable to humans.
Although the officials were trying to solve the problem, human power was too weak in front of nature.