In the living room of the second-floor villa in Zhaojiabao, several men with sallow faces and shabby clothes were eating around a table.

The dishes on the table are very rich, including vegetables and meat, and the aroma is fragrant.

Several people devoured the food as if they were reincarnated by starving ghosts.

"Woo, woo..."

At this moment, one of the young men suddenly raised his head, his face turning red from holding back.

Seeing this, several people quickly put down their bowls and chopsticks, some patted his back, and some handed him water.

"call……"

The young man finally swallowed the food and quickly thanked several people.

"A young man is a young man, how can he eat so fast without choking?" A man picked up his chopsticks again and said.

"Come on, you still have the nerve to tell others. It looks like you ate just now no slower than that guy. It's just that you were lucky and didn't choke."

"In my opinion, no one of us was eating slowly just now."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Several people laughed when they heard this.

Laughing and laughing, some people cried.

"I don't even remember what it feels like to choke on food."

"Yeah, I almost forgot, when was the last time I had a full meal? One year ago? Or three years ago? Or ten years ago?"

"Well, I haven't had a good life since I came to Zhaojiapu. People like Zhao Da don't regard us as human beings at all. We are worse than animals. As for themselves, their lives are like gods.

Days, take a look at this villa, this living room, and this kitchen."

"That's right, as soon as I opened the double-door refrigerator just now, I was stunned for a moment. There was no meat, fish, eggs, milk, or anything in it? I looked down, and there were even popsicles! Damn it, after finishing the meal,

I have to eat ten or eight sticks."

"That's right, that's right."

These words immediately resonated with several people present.

At this moment, a man who was sitting facing south and who had not spoken much coughed lightly and said: "Those are Brother Chen's things. We'd better not touch them too much."

Everyone else was startled when they heard this.

The man continued: "Before Brother Chen left, he gave us the tasks of distributing food and guarding the basement, which is a sign of trust in us.

That's right, Brother Chen is saying that we can eat as much as we want from the food in this villa, but we have to have a certain limit and we can't exceed it, right?"

After several people looked at each other, they all nodded.

"Brother Wu is right. We are able to sit here chatting and eating now because of Brother Chen. If it hadn't been for him, we would still be working there."

"Yes, he trusted us by entrusting us to guard the warehouse. We must not betray his trust."

"By the way, there shouldn't be any problems in this basement, right?" He Fei, the young man who had just choked, said subconsciously.

After all, that little brother Chen is so powerful that even Zhao Da is no match for him. There will be people in the village who don't open their eyes and want to make plans for the basement.

"I hope not."

After Wu Guang finished speaking, he silently picked up the rice in his bowl.

After Chen Fan left, he immediately went to the warehouse to get weapons.

When he was distributing food before, he saw many people staring at the basement with intense eyes.

Seeing this, the others also immersed themselves in their work.

But at this moment, a burst of footsteps came from outside.

Several people raised their heads and looked towards the door in unison.

This look almost scared me to death.

I saw hundreds of people gathered at the door of the villa, old and young, men and women. The dozen or so people in the front were all young and middle-aged people, and some of them had swords, guns, bows and arrows in their hands.

"What, what's going on?"

He Fei opened his mouth wide.

Wu Guang put down his chopsticks and looked solemn.

The other three or four people's faces were more or less pale.

They were still thinking just now, no one would be so bold as to take advantage of Brother Chen's things, right?

As it turns out, there really are such people, and it seems there are quite a few of them.

"Hurry and pick up the weapons on the ground."

Wu Guang whispered.

Several people woke up from a dream, quickly picked up the swords and guns on the ground, and followed the former to the gate.

Looking at the large group of people in front of them, their hands holding weapons were trembling.

"What are you doing here? Haven't all the food been distributed?"

Wu Guang held the spear, glanced at the group of people in front of him, and spoke in a steady voice.

The old, weak, women and children among the more than 100 people took a step back unconsciously, not daring to look into their eyes.

However, the dozen or so people at the head did not panic at all.

One of them, a man about 1.8 meters tall with a pair of triangular eyes, said with a smile: "Brother Wu, the food has been distributed, but everyone is still short of some daily necessities, such as shampoo, shower gel, etc. I see

There are many more in the basement, why not share some of them, everyone is eager to use them."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen or so people around him immediately agreed.

Not far away, other people gathered together and looked here, obviously waiting.

"You want some daily necessities?"

Wu Guang asked.

"That's right, that's right."

Sun Biao nodded repeatedly.

"OK."

Wu Guang looked at He Fei and said, "Xiao Fei, go in and get some daily necessities."

This scene immediately caused agitation among the group of people in front of them.

Especially the dozen or so men at the head.

To be honest, they mustered up a lot of courage to do this. After all, the guy in Chenjiazhai was even more powerful than Zhao Da. If they really angered the other party, their fate would be no better than that of the dead Zhao Da.

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But they had seen the people in Chenjiazhai before, constantly taking out the same good things from the basement.

If you think about the past life of the Zhao brothers, you don't need to think about it. There must be countless good things in the basement.

So they recruited a group of people to come over and see if they could get some benefits. Unexpectedly, this first step went smoothly.

"ah?"

He Fei was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Take it, how much should you take?"

Wu Guang frowned and said, "Let's take out a few dozen pieces first."

"Dozens of pieces?"

Sun Biao's voice sounded, "Brother Wu, this is too little. Look, we have more than 100 people here. How can you get enough if you just take a few dozen?"

"That's right, Brother Wu, the things in the basement are not yours, why are you picking at them like this?"

"Speaking of which, those are everyone's things, but they were occupied by Zhao Da and the others before. Now that Zhao Da and the others are dead, it is better to take them out and share them with everyone instead of leaving them in the basement to gather dust."

"Yes, Brother Chen left in a hurry and probably forgot. If he were here, he would definitely agree to do this."

Several people talked to each other one by one, and from time to time, some people would boo and ask, "Is that right?"

The more than 100 old, weak, women and children behind him became more courageous and started shouting.

At this scene, the hundreds of people watching around were jealous.

Some people think that if they join them, they might be able to get a lot of good things later.

Some people grabbed the people around them and shook their heads.

"Are you done?"

When the booing subsided, Wu Guang asked.

"Now that I've finished speaking, it's my turn."

He stood on the steps, condescending, and said loudly: "You are mistaken. This is not everyone's thing, but Zhao Da's. Brother Chen killed Zhao Da, and the things in the basement will naturally belong to Brother Chen..."
To be continued...