At the window on the 13th floor, Jack couldn't help but take a deep breath when he saw over a thousand scattered residents of the community. This was his first time using a grenade.
To be honest, at first he didn't expect such great power.
Perhaps it's because he had watched too many divine dramas in the past, where the heroes can withstand various grenades and hand grenades unscathed.
But in fact, the destructive power of modern hot weapons on ordinary people was unimaginable!
With just one grenade, Jack scared over a thousand people into mice and directly or indirectly killed nearly twenty people!
Originally, Jack planned to throw a few more down.
But after the first explosion, the others ran away like birds and beasts. The effect of continuing to throw was not as good as the first one.
Seeing how useless they were, Jack was too lazy to waste his grenades.
After all, he only had twenty boxes of grenades, so he still needed to save some.
He sat on the chair, waiting for William, Harold, and others to come over.
After a few minutes, several panting individuals arrived one after another.
In such cold weather, climbing nine floors in one breath was really unbearable for ordinary people's physical strength.
Harold, who worked on the construction site, and Rock, the manager of Building 5, were better off.
Jack had some understanding of Rock. He used to run a boxing gym and was a twice trained trainer.
But this was irrelevant to Jack.
Because he had a gun in his hand.
Within seven steps, the gun was fast and accurate!
"Are you the only ones here?"
Jack said calmly.
There were too few people coming, and he was somewhat disappointed.
If there was no way to catch all the building managers, then the second plan can only be implemented.
A few people gasped for breath, and the previous arrogance was almost extinguished now.
What were they when faced with a ruthless character who can throw grenades at people at any time?
Warren comforted himself and said, "Yes, we are representatives."
"Oh."
"Let's talk about it."Jack replied calmly.
William and the others gasped for breath and found a place to sit down, but no one dared to approach Jack.
Everyone knew that Jack was carrying a gun.
It was still Warren who spoke first.
He looked at Jack seriously with a deep tone and said, "Jack, you know the situation is difficult now. Everyone is short of food and clothing, and many people even freeze to death or starve to death."
"I also heard that some apartment buildings have started eating people."
"If we keep going like this, none of us can survive."
"So I hope you can understand that everyone is not targeting you. Everyone just wants to live, which is why we have to talk to you in this way."
Warren's tone was much more polite.
But if Jack hadn't thrown that grenade, his statement would have been a different one.
Jack remained indifferent.
"Don't play the emotional card with me, do you think it's still useful to say these things now?"
"Let's talk directly about your conditions."
In terms of momentum, the five people on the opposite side were tightly suppressed by Jack.
Even if they wanted to pretend to be calm, they climbed 9 flights of stairs in one breath and lost their composure. That's right, all of this was also within Jack's calculations!
Several building managers looked at each other, and William raised his chin and said to Warren, "You should speak up!" They were afraid to use force now and could only talk to Jack, which obviously improved Warren's eloquence.
Warren frowned and pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.
"What we want is some essential daily necessities."
"Firstly, it's food, and we need your assistance in collecting it from the outside world."
"Next is the materials used for heating, such as clothes and blankets."
Warren paused for a moment before the others immediately stared at him with their eyes fixed on him.
"There's nothing we can do. "Warren continued," If our cooperation goes smoothly in the future, we can also have someone assist you in going out to collect supplies. If we can find more living materials, then naturally everyone will be happy."
After speaking, Warren felt that his words were quite good and asked Jack, "Mr. Jack, what do you think?"
No matter what words came out of Warren's mouth, they always made people's ears feel comfortable.
However, Jack was not foolish either, he can hear the implied meaning in his words.
Language had always been an art.
Although it was the same requirement, using different words to express it would result in completely different outcomes.
Jack understood it with a little thought.
He gave a cold laugh.
"I understand what you mean. That is to say, let me help you collect food and daily necessities. It's not about the quantity, it's just that there is no limit."
"What else is helping me collect supplies, that is, asking me to hand over the snowmobile for you to use? Is that what you mean?"
Warren wanted to explain, but Jack's face suddenly changed.
He didn't push much, took out his gun, and slammed it on the table with a bang.
The five of them also changed their faces and instinctively wanted to escape.
But the entrance had already been blocked by the security guard and his men.
William said sternly, 'Jack, what do you mean? Let me tell you, even if you kill us, it won't work. The whole community won't let you go when the time comes!'
Warren also waved his hand and advised, "Mr.Jack, don't get too excited. We can talk slowly if we have something to say."
Jack gave a faint smile.
"What are you guys nervous about? I just feel like this handgun is a bit troublesome, take it out and hang it out. Don't be nervous! Come on, sit down and let's continue. "The five of them didn't look good, but they still sat down.
Jack said, "First of all, let me tell you, I can't possibly agree to the conditions you proposed."
A few people were anxious and about to speak, but were stopped by Jack's hand.
"Don't worry, listen to me finish speaking."
"Are you saying you want me to manage the life and death of the entire community? Don't joke, no matter who comes, they can't do this. "
"Building 30, supplies for over a thousand people, just searching every day is exhausting."
"The most crucial thing is, as far as I know, none of you are so kind that you can't even eat enough and still care about your neighbors, right?"
Jack said in a sarcastic tone, then looked at the five people present.
Five people, looked at each other, but there were no words.
Only Warren frowned deeper and deeper, as he was weighing the pros and cons.
Because the entire community, only their unit buildings existed in a harmonious way.
Everyone shared resources and did not plunder each other, which had enabled them to survive with the highest survival rate until now.
Seeing that no one had raised any objections, Jack said, "I will now state my cooperation conditions, and you can see if they are feasible. But if you don't accept me, I won't change it. Let's fight."
The five people had different expressions.
To be fair, they were now very afraid of Jack's strength.
If fighting alone, Jack can push either side, or even several sides working together.
Jack raised a finger and said, "Firstly, I can provide you with supplies, mainly food. However, the quantity is limited, and I can only provide a portion for ten people per building."
"I don't care who will distribute these foods specifically. You can decide within your own unit building."
"This way, I have to bear the material burden of more than 300 people every day, which is already my limit."
When Jack said these words, the five people in front of him all lowered their heads and pondered.
They didn't expect Jack to agree to bear the living expenses of the entire community.
But at the very least, they need to ensure that their faction can survive.
"Ten people have too little supplies."
Kelly was the first to offer her opinion.
"There are 76 living people in our building. There are more than 20 employees in my own company alone. You only gave ten people, so how will we divide them?"
Jack gave her a cold glance.
"So, there's no need to talk about it?"
His tone carried a chilling murderous intent, and Kelly only then remembered that Jack had said, 'If we can't negotiate properly, then we'll fight!'
Harold was no longer willing, so he quickly raised his hand and said, "Wait! Kelly, don't rush to represent all of us."
"I think we can discuss the quantity of this material further."
Of course, Harold was willing to accept a hundred!
Half of the members of the T Gang were killed by Jack, and now there were only seven members of the main line.
Including him, there were a total of eight people, and ten people's supplies were completely sufficient!
As for the other neighbors, wouldn't it be enough to just slaughter them all?
William looked at Jack with some hesitation in his heart.
He still had sixteen people under his command, and the ten person supply was obviously not enough.
However, it was not absolutely impossible.
Just optimize for six people.
"Ten people is a bit too few, and we won't be able to explain it to other units when the time comes."
William deliberately said this, trying to gain more benefits.
Jack remained expressionless and said, "Do you think it's too little to provide food for 300 people every day."
Just one amount of material had caused cracks in their loose alliance.
Some people had more subordinates, while others had fewer subordinates. This was the difference in interests.
Warren's face was full of worries.
He was able to become a building manager because of the system of equal distribution of benefits.
Once the more than 80 people in the entire building can only divide the supplies into ten parts, his leadership position would be instantly lost.
As a result, the entire harmonious home would collapse and even evolve into a more insane situation of self destruction than other unit buildings!
Warren looked around and noticed that William and Harold were clearly showing some interest.
He quickly said to Jack, "Let's reconsider this. You can talk about other conditions first."
"Okay! Next, it's up to me to provide you with the necessary supplies and the compensation you need to pay. "Jack said calmly.
His right hand was placed on the table, only two centimeters away from the gun, lightly tapping the tabletop.
"Since we want to preserve three hundred sparks, we must definitely pursue sustainable development in the future."
"Just going out to search for supplies is not sustainable, and no one knows when this snow will last."
"So, we must be self-sufficient and start working."
Jack said, magically taking out a bag of corn seeds from behind and throwing it in front of several people.
"When I went out, I found a batch of grain crops. I think we can plant crops to obtain sustainable and stable food."
Jack joked, "Just like our ancestors. Food needs to be obtained through manual labor."