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Chapter 37 — Storming the Door
Hatred for Zhang Yi and hunger for his home temporarily welded the two "plastic sisters" into an alliance. They paced and whispered, trying to work out how to take his house. "To take his place, it's just the two of us won't cut it. We need help," Lin Caining said. Even in ordinary times they couldn't overpower Zhang Yi; now they were cold and ragged while he was well-fed and rested. Fang Yuqing glared. "Call the neighbors? Are you stupid? Even if Zhang Yi has supplies, they won't feed a crowd. The…-
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Zhang Yi yawned and lounged deeper into the couch. Outside, the block fought the cold; inside, his thermostat smiled back. His safe room held a perfect twenty degrees, endless fuel, and a silence that smelled like privilege. The world could freeze; he'd booked himself a sunset. No good shows on TV. Live streams were dead—ice had killed the bandwidth and the dancers who once flung themselves into cameras for likes. If any streamer tried to dance in −70°C in a camisole, Zhang would only give a slow,…
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Soon Zhang Yi heard Aunt Lin's pig-squeal of a scream. Chen Zhenghao burst into the apartment and slapped her across the face. "Old hag, you tricked neighbors out of supplies—consider this justice!" he barked with a wet laugh. Aunt Lin crumpled to the floor, dizzy and stunned. Chen barked orders at his men. "Search everything! Take all the food and drinks—don't let her profit off other people's hard work!" His underlings snickered and tore through the kitchen and bedrooms, ripping open…
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Zhou Peng knocked again, harder this time. "Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi! It's me, Zhou Peng!""Open up for a minute — I've got something important." From inside, Zhang Yi clicked the safety off his gun and leaned toward the door. "Who is it?" he asked. Hearing Zhang Yi's voice, Zhou Peng signaled Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining to get ready. This was the first time any of them had truly set out to commit violence; their hands trembled, but when they pictured Zhang Yi's warm, stocked home, their faces…
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Zhang Yi was bored. The chat was a theater; he decided to be the playwright. Aunt Lin barked orders again. Zhang rolled his eyes and typed: "Aunt Lin, if this is really for everyone, why didn't you tag the people who can actually move snow? Where's Chen Zhenghao of 601? Where's Xu Hao of 802?" He named them bluntly. No flourish. No mercy. Chen Zhenghao—Brother Hao—was the sort of name that made people look down the hall. Everyone knew him: broad shoulders, broader reputation, the man who'd…
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Aunt Lin's stash had been looted by Chen Zhenghao. She and little Xiaohu were bruised and beaten—she barely moving, clinging to breath; the child struck so hard in the belly that internal damage threatened him. Desperate, Aunt Lin plastered pleas in the owners' group: someone, please help my grandson! But after her supply scam, no one wanted to touch her. "Okay, I was wrong—please, my grandson is innocent!" she wailed. "He's just a child, please save him!" The replies were cold and savage. "How…
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Chapter 39: Stink Bomb
Fang Yuqing wailed over her ruined sofa and despised Zhou Peng for being drenched in urine—he'd been the closest to the door and taken the full blast. She barked at him to get off the couch.Zhou Peng felt profoundly wronged. He'd followed Fang Yuqing's orders, risked himself for her, and now he was soaked, shivering, wounded—and treated like garbage. Still, a simp is a simp. He rationalized: he'd failed her, so he deserved her scorn. The more he thought, the more contrite he became. "I'm sorry, Yuqing.…-
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The call connected and a flood of curses came down the line like a thunderclap. "You're courting death, kid. Who gave you the right to mention me?" Chen Zhenghao barked. "You want trouble? I'll make sure you can't set foot in this city again." Chen's voice was all menace and grease—threat as ritual. Word of him had always bent the block's spine: gangs, blunt force, rumors no one dared check. Mention his name and people went quiet. Zhang Yi smiled into the empty room and let the insult land. He'd…
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Chapter 29 — The Tenth Day
Xu Hao's message detonated across the group."¥2,000 for a pack of instant noodles? Did I hear that right?""Don't pump prices like this! I'm freaking out." Some typed, some sent shaky voice notes. People hadn't given up hope. Every morning they woke expecting the snow to stop, the sun to come back, life to resume. Xie Limei's post and Xu Hao's buyout at insane prices tapped something raw inside everyone. "Stop joking—¥2,000 for noodles? Are we already at the end of the world?" one snide message…-
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Chapter 40 — Gunshot
Zhang Yi ignited the stink bomb and lobbed it through the peephole above the door. The device hit the floor and erupted in a thick, black cloud; a rancid stench spread down the corridor in an instant. Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining recoiled as if someone had opened a jar of decade-old filth—both vomited uncontrollably. "Ugh… what is this… ugh…" "Zhang Yi… ugh… you're shameless!"The smell grew worse, and the two women bolted. Zhang Yi wasn't worried about the odor drifting back in; he'd closed…-
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