It's no secret that Huang Tianfang and Wang Qiang smoke.
After all, these two people are not the master who knows how to hide things, and when others are working, they smoke as if nobody is outside.
The big guys thought a little, they guessed that Zhang Yi helped them provide.
As a result, some of the building owners who are addicted to smoking have requested that Zhang Yi also bring them cigarettes.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yi smiled: "To provide so many people, I am afraid it is slightly difficult."
The other building leaders were suddenly anxious.
"Zhang Yi, you can't play favorites!"
"Our requirements are not high, one pack a day, just one pack!"
"This is the request of my life!
Zhang Yi sighed helplessly, "OK, I will try to provide for you."
I'll tell you what, starting tomorrow, I'll give you cigarettes if you building managers need them."
Those who do not smoke can not help but come forward and put forward their own requirements.
"I don't smoke, I just like a bite of betel nut.
Can this requirement be met?"
"I'd like to have some wine, the cheapest one!"
...
Zhang Yi said with a face of helplessness: "Well, well, what you said I have written down."
I won't play favorites, we all have a part!"
The crowd smiled contentedly and then left with their supplies.
After they left, Li Chengbin and Jiang Lei and others were indignant.
"Brother Zhang, aren't you too nice to them?"
"Giving them food is already a great kindness, and now they are pushing their luck, and they want this and that!"
Zhang Yi said faintly: "Their requirements are not too much, I can not discriminate."
It's okay, that's it!"
Everyone looked at Zhang Yi like a stranger.
How can I not think of the past shot ruthless Zhang Yi, at this time will become so weak!
But things are Zhang Yi to find themselves, they can not say what.
Zhang Yi to all the distribution of materials, back home.
He took a hot bath and then settled down on the sofa in his pajamas, looking up at the ceiling.
"It's about time."
An internal conflict has caused heavy losses to other units.
The immediate death toll is more than 400.
There were hundreds of people injured in the course of the battle, and these people were basically impossible to survive, and even if they were lucky enough to survive, there was no threat for a short time.
Zhang Yi took a special walk around the community in the morning, and in that process, he observed the number of people who could still move in the community.
About 700 people.
Moreover, he used cigarettes and liquor and other things as bait to successfully lure out the building captains of each unit.
In other words, it's time to pull in the net!
Zhang Yi did not intend to delay any longer.
Because in a short period of time, there will be no major conflicts between the units, so it is pointless to delay the time.
And because of the food he provides, those people will be physically replenished.
After a while, they will pose a greater threat to Zhang Yi.
'Tomorrow!
Zhang Yi slightly narrowed her eyes, and between her eyes a bitter killing intention flashed away.
...
The next day, Zhang Yi went out as usual and left the community.
He didn't tell anyone about his plan today, not even Uncle You.
Because this operation is very important, if missed, it will increase the difficulty of the operation later, as well as the risk.
So Zhang Yi can trust no one.
Leaving the neighborhood, he went straight to the supermarket.
From the various shelves to find a large number of food, most of which again in the bulk of steamed buns, steamed buns, as well as bags of bread tied with ribbons.
Today, Zhang Yi specially found better quality food than the previous days, and the quantity was also given some more.
"The last meal can eat a little more generous, I can be kind enough to them!"
Zhang Yi said.
After piling up a lot of things, Zhang Yi took out the rat poison obtained before from the different space.
A colorless, odorless powder that only needs a little to kill.
It just so happens that these foods are somewhat spoiled and the color is not normal, so you can't see them with powder.
Zhang Yi removed the gas mask he found in the camp from the space and put it on, then carefully sprinkled rat poison on the food.
It took him half an hour to complete the process by himself.
"Those guys like Wang Qiang and Huang Tianfang may not be too comfortable with the food and will let people test the poison."
But they are so greedy that they are reluctant to share cigarettes and liquor with others."
"Old smokers and old drunks will lose their usual caution in the face of these things.
I'll put the drug on it!"
Zhang Yi took a few packets of cigarettes, thought about it for a while, and opened the outer plastic seal.
When he gave Wang Qiang and others before, the cigarettes were unwrapped, of course, to prepare for today.
To dispel their suspicions.
After all, it's good to get cigarettes now, and it's not surprising that there are some packaging problems.
Then, little by little, he carefully slipped the rat poison into the tobacco.
As for baijiu, it's a little more complicated.
Zhang Yi first mixed the rat poison into the alcohol and then injected it through the cork with a syringe.
I don't know, it was rough, but when he got back it was close to night and dark.
Even the drunks wouldn't notice a flaw like that.
After two hours of busy work, Zhang Yi began to pack the food in bags and then put it on the climbing plow behind the snowmobile.
It's not snowing as much outside today, but the wind is still strong.
Zhang Yi leaned against the wall of the shopping mall, so easy to light a cigarette for himself, small mouth sucking.
Because of the big mouth, it is easy to be frostbitten by the cold air.
"Maybe today is the end.
It's been surprisingly smooth."
Zhang Yi muttered to himself.
Everything the people in the other units have done so far is exactly what Zhang Yi expected.
But it is this kind of cooperation, but bring Zhang Yi a kind of unreal feeling.
"Always feel that everything is too smooth, but others are not fools, how can I be a person to play round and round?"
Zhang Yi gave a self-deprecating smile and narrowed her eyes.
"This false harmony is only temporary, and those guys are not stupid.
Sooner or later, they will attack me, and the reason why they choose not to send, is it waiting for some opportunity?"
"25# has a mole, who the hell I have not found."
Is he alive or did he die some time ago?"
These questions Zhang Yi asked himself, but he did not get the answer.
He's not Sherlock Holmes, he's not detective Conan, he doesn't have that strong detective skills.
But he has in his hands something better in this end-time - he has a fortress and a gun!
Zhang Yi threw the cigarette he smoked for two bites onto the ground and rolled it over with his toe.
"Whatever plans you have, all intrigues are meaningless in the face of absolute strength."