After distributing the food, Rose made another scene, but was beaten badly by Mark and Kim, two of Jack's henchmen. Then Jack asked them to go back separately.
Janice walked next to him, took his arm and whispered, "There's something wrong with the atmosphere in the community today."
Jack silently pulled out his arm and asked calmly, "Oh, what's going on?"
Janice was slightly stunned, then realized that Jack did not want his hands to be bound.
It's okay at home, but outside, Jack really didn't relax at all.
She said, "I always feel like there are many pairs of eyes peering at us, and this feeling is very strong."
Jack smiled faintly and said, "It's not surprising. The emergence of snowmobiles will inevitably arouse jealousy from others. After all, this is the south, and this type of transportation is extremely rare."
"With it, we can go out to search for supplies, which means we can survive. Who wouldn't want to live?"
Janice was a little worried. "Do you think people from other units will also attack? I'm afraid it will be very dangerous then." Jack heard this sentence, looked around, and only lowered his voice when he realized there was no one around. "Isn't there still a lot of cannon fodder?"
"Moreover, no matter how capable they are, it's even harder to break through our house than to climb to the sky."
"But if a person is forced into a hurry, no one knows what they will do."
Jack nodded and said, "What you said also makes sense?"
When the two of them were talking, Jack habitually looked around.
After all, it's best not to let others hear their conversation.
However, it was this moment of observation that suddenly made him see a black crack appearing at the end of the remaining light.
At this moment, he and Janice passed by the 13th floor, and a gap appeared in the iron door of the staircase.
A blood red eyeball stared at him tightly through the gap!
"Who is it?"
Jack's muscles suddenly tensed up, even though he was very brave, this sudden event still made him a little nervous. The door to the stairwell was pushed open with a bang.
A disheveled woman screamed and rushed out, holding a bloody kitchen knife and chopping it at his head!
"Ah."
Janice screamed in fear.
Jack quickly pushed Janice hard to the side, and due to the reaction force, his own body also tilted to one side.
This knife fell in mid air and did not strike anyone.
But the woman went crazy and continued to strike Jack with a knife.
Who knew that Jack rolled down the stairs and went straight down!
Anyway, with thick clothes and bulletproof vests inside,he was not afraid of hurting himself.
After rolling several flights of stairs, Jack's body finally stabilized.
At this moment, he saw clearly who the woman was, and it turned out to be Aunt Anne, who had disappeared for a long time!
Aunt Anne persisted and raised a kitchen knife, chasing after him with bloodshot eyes.
"Jack, I want you to pay for my grandson's life."
"Damn old thing."
Jack had already stabilized his mentality, and with his right hand, he took out a thick and long pry bar from the other space and smashed it directly on her head! The width of the stairs was very narrow, and Aunt Anne had no space to hide.
She never had a chance to touch Jack with her small vegetable knife.
Faced with the crowbar, she instinctively dodged and instead of hitting her head, it hit her shoulder.
"Click!"
Jack heard the sound of bones shattering and couldn't help but smash his old arms and legs.
Aunt Anne was knocked over on the stairs in an instant, and she lost all the strength to resist.
Nevertheless, she still held the bloody kitchen knife tightly in her hand and glared fiercely at Jack.
"Kill, kill you! Revenge my grandson."
Jack looked down at her coldly, then lifted the pry bar and fiercely smashed it into her hand.
Didn't even say that in the cold weather, the human body was really fragile.
With this smash, all three of her fingers were thrown away, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground with a loud bang.
"Ah!!!"
Her screams like pig echoed in the stairs.
The patrol team heard the commotion and hurried over to investigate.
Seeing that it was Jack and Aunt Anne, they couldn't help but ask, "Jack, what's going on?"
Jack said coldly, "This old lady wants to kill me."
Upon hearing this, several people immediately cursed, "This old woman deserves to die."
"Jack is now the hope of our entire building. She even wants to kill you, so let's just kill her."
"She's already gone crazy, living sooner or later will be a problem."
Aunt Anne had indeed gone crazy for a long time. She used to talk wildly in the group all day long.
Jack said, "You guys go back, I'll handle things here."
A few people dared not go against Jack's wishes and obediently left here.
Janice stood on the stairs, covering her mouth with both hands and looking at Jack with a worried expression.
"Jack, are you not injured?"
Jack pointed at Aunt Anne's head and said coldly, "Just because she can't hurt me yet."
Aunt Anne stubbornly lifted her head and looked at Jack with a resentful gaze.
"Jack, damn it! Damn it."
"You killed my grandson. If you die, you will go to hell."
Jack was not in a hurry to take action.
He asked calmly, "Your grandson wasn't killed by me, why did you come to seek revenge on me?"
Aunt Anne 's timing of action was very clever.
Obviously, she had already planned it out.
Knowing that Jack would come back at this time, she hid behind the door and waited for the opportunity to launch a surprise attack.
And Jack was also talking to Janice, slightly distracted, before giving her a chance.
Otherwise, with Jack's caution, it would be impossible not to notice the problem with the door crack.
At this moment, Jack wanted to ask this crazy woman, why did she hit herself?
Aunt Anne glared fiercely at Jack, gritting her teeth and spitting wildly, resembling a crazy female dog.
"My grandson was killed by you! You deserve to die, you deserve to die forever."
"I wish I could drink your blood, eat your meat, and bite you to death one bite at a time."
Jack's expression remained calm.
"But I don't remember killing your grandson. Strictly speaking, I am still your benefactor."
"Because it was David's people who kicked your grandson to death, and I helped you kill David. You should thank me, " Aunt Anne paused for a moment.
Immediately, she became even angrier because she realized that what Jack said made sense!
But how can a woman, especially an unreasonable one, admit that she did something wrong?
"Don't pretend to be a good person here."
"My grandson was not dead at that time, but later he died of pain because there was no medication treatment."
"It was you, it was you who refused to lend me the medicine that caused him to die! You are the culprit."
Aunt Anne spat and cursed, her eyes turning even redder due to congestion, resembling a ferocious demon.