Chapter 60 Bounty on Chen Zhenghao

Outside the window, the sound of pitiful weeping and pleading echoed endlessly. The women were kowtowing so hard their foreheads were bleeding, looking utterly tragic.

Zhang Yi sighed, walked up to the window, and said, "Everyone, please don't be like this. It breaks my heart to watch you!"

With that, he raised a steaming bowl of noodles in his hand.

"Whenever my heart breaks, I just want to eat."

*Slurp—*

Zhang Yi took a huge bite of the noodles, making his neighbors swallow hard in envy. They couldn't possibly be hungrier.

Hearing this, the crowd wailed even louder, kowtowing with even more desperation.

"Zhang Yi, it was all our fault! We just want to live!"

"Just give us some scraps of food, enough to let us live like dogs, that's all we ask!"

"Whatever you want us to do from now on, we'll obey you, okay?"

Zhang Yi lowered his head and continued eating his noodles.

When a person is starving, being able to slurp down a big mouthful of noodles is the ultimate bliss!

After eating half the bowl, he casually placed the rest right by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Right before the neighbors' eyes, separated only by a pane of glass, they could see it, but they couldn't reach it.

Everyone pressed their entire faces against the glass like dogs, as if doing so would somehow let them taste the noodles.

"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Whichever one of you goes and brings me Chen Zhenghao's head right now, I'll provide bowls of noodles like this for a whole week, every single meal until you're stuffed!"

Of course, Zhang Yi didn't feel any pity for these people.

However, having them smash walls and chisel at his windows every single day was quite annoying.

Therefore, it was much better to let them bite each other like dogs and slaughter one another.

That would be the most entertaining spectacle of all.

As Zhang Yi spoke, he simultaneously posted the message in the large group chat, broadcasting it to everyone in the entire building.

Hearing these words, the neighbors in front of the glass windows wore hesitant expressions.

Chen Zhenghao had a gun. If they went after his head, they might lose their own.

However, if dealing with Chen Zhenghao was difficult, was dealing with Zhang Yi any easier?

Thirty or forty corpses were laid out right in front of and behind Zhang Yi's house.

Facts proved that Zhang Yi was far more difficult to deal with than Chen Zhenghao!

Meanwhile, on the balcony next door, Chen Zhenghao was watching the unfolding drama.

He hadn't heard what Zhang Yi said, but his brows were tightly furrowed as he pondered his next move.

Two of his men had also died this time.

If he wanted to continue controlling the entire building, he had to replenish his manpower.

Just as he was deep in thought, Chen Zhenghao suddenly felt a prickling sensation along his spine, making every hair on his body stand on end.

He whipped around and raised the gun in his hand, only to find that everyone looking at him wore a strange expression.

"What do you want?"

Seeing the gun, the crowd felt a trace of dread and instinctively stepped back.

"Get the hell away from me!" Chen Zhenghao roared.

The expressions on everyone's faces remained strange, even somewhat eerie.

They weren't looking at him like a human being; they were looking at him like food.

***

Chen Zhenghao felt his blood run cold and quickly retreated from the spot with his remaining few subordinates.

"Wait, what about Zhang Yi's place?" Sun Zhichao asked from the side.

Chen Zhenghao cursed angrily, "Damn it, we can't break in, so what else can we do? We'll figure something out later!"

With that, he stormed off, spewing curses.

Back at Zhang Yi's window, the groups of people who had been kowtowing for mercy and trying to smash the glass finally gave up and dispersed one by one, unable to endure the bone-chilling wind and snow any longer.

Zhang Yi lay comfortably inside his warm home, waiting to watch a good show.

After all, through this incident, the apartment building had lost about forty people.

Moreover, almost everyone had participated in the assault on his home, resulting in massive physical exhaustion.

This made supplies even scarcer, and the struggle among people turned terrifyingly vicious.

...

Before long, Zhang Yi received many private messages again.

After this battle, the neighbors completely surrendered.

Their meager stamina was nearly depleted, and they could no longer launch large-scale attacks on Zhang Yi's home.

Facing Zhang Yi's foolproof defenses, they had also given up all hope.

Consequently, many people began crying and begging Zhang Yi to pity them, or offering various exchanges of interests.

Take Xu Hao, the second-generation wealthy heir, for instance.

He sent videos of his girlfriend in various states of undress and told Zhang Yi, "Zhang Yi, I can give you my woman. I just beg you to give me some food!"

"She's a famous auto show model in Tianhai City! Look at her figure and face—she's an absolute top-tier beauty! I guarantee you'll love her. Please help me!"

Zhang Yi naturally recognized that model; Xu Hao had bought a property here specifically to keep her as a mistress.

Usually, she dressed flirtatiously, acting like a vixen and radiating temptation at every moment.

In the past, she wouldn't even deign to glance at the men around her.

She had always worn an arrogant expression in front of Zhang Yi as well.

But now, Xu Hao intended to sell her off for just a few meals.

As for the woman, she looked much more haggard now and seemed quite eager to be bartered away.

At the very least, she knew Zhang Yi had plenty of food at home, so she had put a lot of effort into shooting the videos.

"Such cheap goods!" Zhang Yi sneered.

He had to admit, the female model had a stunning figure and striking facial features.

However, Zhang Yi would never let such a shameless woman through his door.

Who knew when she might wait until he fell asleep, stab him in the back, and take over his house?

A woman willing to sell her body for survival possessed no moral bottom line whatsoever.

Zhang Yi glanced dismissively at her video five times, then contemptuously closed the chat window.

There were other messages below as well.

Very few men contacted him.

After all, they didn't have any bargaining chips to exchange with Zhang Yi for food.

Only Uncle You happily congratulated Zhang Yi on driving back the attackers.

On the other hand, quite a few women reached out to him.

For instance, Fang Yuqing said excitedly, "Brother Zhang Yi, you're amazing! I knew you'd be fine."

"Qing'er can't get away right now; those horrible people have locked me inside my home. Don't worry, Qing'er will definitely come find you!"

Zhang Yi chuckled coldly and ignored her.

Night fell quickly. Nowadays, it grew dark around 5:00 PM, resulting in short days and long nights.

At night, the temperature would drop by another ten degrees or so.

On television, the few remaining TV stations were still broadcasting programs.

"Under the official government's efforts to maintain order, our country's snow disaster situation is improving. We hope everyone remains calm; the problem will be resolved soon."

"The weather is severe. Please avoid going out casually to prevent frostbite. Kindly offer assistance to those in need."

"Let us unite as one to overcome the current difficulties. Tomorrow will surely be even better!"

Zhang Yi thought the current news was far more entertaining than comedy sketches.

Yet he was also curious about where these TV stations had relocated to and how they managed to maintain operations.

While listening to the amusing news, Zhang Yi browsed the chat history.

Reading the messages of his neighbors cursing, crying, and begging for mercy amused him greatly.

Those who cursed him were basically the ones who had family members die.

When Zhang Yi was in a good mood, he would even offer them blessings.

"Congratulations to those of you who had family members die! You can finally have a charcoal-grilled funeral and mix their ashes into your rice!"

Zhang Yi mocked them playfully, causing those people to curse him even more furiously.

Suddenly, however, he noticed some movement on the balcony.

Curious, Zhang Yi walked over to the window.

Outside, the light was quite bright due to the thick snow.

Then, he saw figures secretly coming over to move the corpses.

To be precise, they were the corpses that had been charred black.

These people were bundled up tightly, and when they noticed Zhang Yi watching them, they jumped in fright.

"Zhang Yi, we aren't here to mess with you, don't misunderstand!"

"We're just here to move the bodies, that's all."

As these people spoke, their vocal cords trembled, and they felt too guilty to meet Zhang Yi's eyes.

Zhang Yi curved the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Oh? Moving corpses? Are you their family members?"

"Besides, if you wanted to bury them, you could just throw them downstairs. Could it be that you're planning to build a graveyard inside your house?"

The group was left speechless by Zhang Yi's question.

"A-Anyway, you have no use for these corpses, so just leave us alone."

Biting the bullet, they dragged the bodies away in a hurry.

Zhang Yi waved at the glass.

"You people really are ruthless. Have you finally reached this step?"