Seeing Lin Damei unresponsive no matter how loudly they called, the neighbors began to realize that they had been duped by her!
Instantly, the chat group was filled with "warm greetings" for Lin Damei.
But Lin Damei, who had decided to deceive her neighbors, had long ago given up her dignity. Naturally, she did not care about the names they called her.
However, there was someone who had set their sights on the supplies she had swindled.
Take the thug, Chen Zhenghao, for example!
Although it had been five days since the apocalypse began, nobody knew what the real situation was outside.
Hence, there hadn't yet been any frantic fights over supplies.
In Zhang Yi's memory, Chen Zhenghao later went around with his followers, robbing others of their belongings, and didn't hesitate to resort to murder.
But for now, he had not thought of obtaining the neighbors' supplies through theft.
After all, not every thug was insane; he was somewhat sensible.
Even Zhang Yi, who had shot one of his legs, was left alone by him without certainty that he could breach Zhang Yi's home.
At present, their own supplies had also dwindled significantly.
Thugs like him didn't have the habit of stockpiling goods at home.
There were plenty of beers in the refrigerator, but they were frozen solid; not only did they fail to stave off hunger, but they also couldn't be drunk unless you smashed and chewed the ice.
Lin Damei's actions shone a light in his eyes.
Lin Damei had indeed claimed to collect goods and then distribute them.
Although he had scoffed at Lin Damei's words, it was now apparent that Lin Damei had obtained some neighbors' supplies through deception.
This gave him all the more reason to take them for himself!
Even if the ice and snow thawed later and things escalated, Lin Damei, out of guilt, wouldn't dare do much.
Therefore, Chen Zhenghao picked up his phone and dialed Lin Damei.
At this time, Lin Damei was at home, happily eating biscuits with her grandson, Xiao Hu.
Instant noodles had to wait for the brief electricity resumption each day to boil water to make them.
At this moment, the phone rang urgently.
"Grandma, the phone!"
Xiao Hu pointed at the phone.
Lin Damei snorted, her eyes full of disdain.
She figured it must be one of the neighbors who had been swindled.
She didn't feel guilty about those fools at all and thought they were just stupid.
But when she picked up the phone and saw the caller ID, her face showed a hint of fear.
"Chen Zhenghao? What does he want from me?"
Chen Zhenghao was a well-known thug with many followers and was rumored to have a powerful backer.
He was certainly not someone Lin Damei, a mere community worker, could afford to provoke.
Lin Damei answered the phone.
Chen Zhenghao's voice came through: "Hey, Lin Damei! You're really capable, gathering everyone's supplies into your hands."
Lin Damei became alert upon hearing the word "supplies."
She coughed, "Ahem, as a community worker, it's my duty to manage supplies for everyone."
Chen Zhenghao let out a cold laugh: "Heh, that's great. Our home is running low on supplies, so hurry up and send them over!"
Lin Damei's face stiffened; she hadn't expected this thug to come after her swindled supplies!
She seemed to forget that she, too, had shamelessly obtained provisions from other neighbors.
Although Lin Damei didn't dare provoke Chen Zhenghao, she did not want to hand over the supplies she had obtained, to ensure her and her grandson's survival.
She gritted her teeth and said: "I still need to manage these supplies a little more. Plus, some people have not handed in their share, so I can't distribute them yet."
Chen Zhenghao was already growing impatient.
This Lin Damei really knew how to push her luck, trying to fob him off with such words!
He cursed angrily, "Old hag, you are brazen!"
"All those things have all ended up in your own pocket, right?"
"Let me tell you, if you obediently hand those things over to me now, it will be fine. Otherwise, haha, I'll come over and take them myself!"
Lin Damei turned pale with fright, stuttering, unable to form words.
She was always one to bully the weak and fear the strong, being tricky and overbearing when it came to dealing with ordinary residents.
But how would she know how to deal with a rogue like Chen Zhenghao?
She could only muster up the courage to say, "What do you want to do? I warn you not to mess around! I am a community worker!"
Chen Zhenghao laughed even harder, "Pah, that's nothing, you really think you're something! If you don't give, I'll come to your place and take it!"
After he finished speaking, Chen Zhenghao hung up the phone.
These last few days, due to the extreme cold, he had called all his minions to his house.
On the one hand, the more people, the warmer it was, and secondly, many of them had fallen ill after being drenched by Zhang Yi's cold water, so someone needed to take care of them.
Thirdly, as a thug, Chen Zhenghao was somewhat shrewd.
He had already realized that the situation was not right and thus consolidated his manpower.
When necessary, having manpower at hand could give him absolute control!
However, all those people needed food.
He hung up the phone, called his minions, and they dashed towards Lin Damei's house mightily.
Chen Zhenghao leaned on a mop as a crutch, with a baseball bat in the other hand, storming to Lin Damei's door with formidable momentum.
This scene was completely captured by Zhang Yi using his surveillance camera.
Zhang Yi sat on top of the TV, his legs propped up on the coffee table, munching on chips while enjoying the program on TV.
"Oh, it looks like it's going to be a dog eat dog situation!"
Zhang Yi chortled.
It was only the fifth day of the apocalypse, and there was already such an entertaining show, and what's more, both parties were people he greatly disliked.
Zhang Yi was in a very good mood.
Suddenly, he thought of the foolish neighbors who had been duped by Lin Damei.
Based on his previous life experience and understanding of these neighbors.
Even after going through this situation, people would still fall for the scam.
There's no helping it, people always have a tendency to take chances, and due to thousands of years of Confucian culture, Chinese people would instinctively choose to follow the representative of the Resident Committee, Lin Damei.
just like this, getting fleeced layer by layer by Lin Damei.
Zhang Yi stroked his chin, "If I post what's happening here in the group, I wonder what will happen?"
Zhang Yi grinned, "It's bound to be quite exciting!"
With that, he pressed the record button.
After Chen Zhenghao and his men arrived at Lin Damei's house, they started shouting loudly, demanding Lin Damei to open the door.
Yuelu Residential Area is a middle-class neighborhood, and every household has installed an anti-theft door.
But as everyone knows, anti-theft doors are designed to keep out burglars, not forceful break-ins.
Lin Damei's home was not Zhang Yi's.
Although it was clear that Lin Damei was desperately trying to block the door, the anti-theft locks could not keep out a group of red-eyed thugs.
They used baseball bats, metal sticks, and prying bars to slam hard, quickly damaging the door lock.
It was clear that this was not their first time doing such things.
After the door lock was broken, the tables and sofas used by Lin Damei to block the door could not hinder them at all.
Through the camera, Zhang Yi saw Lin Damei's pale face, filled with terror.