Chapter 1270 The Last Breakfast

"Open the door! Open the door!"

"How long are you going to linger!"

"It's freezing cold, open the door quickly!"

In the early morning, crowds gathered on the empty streets. The surging crowd gathered outside the supermarket and kept squeezing forward.

In order to compete for the front position, they even started punching and kicking, causing their heads to be bloody. But when the supermarket's fence slowly rose and the water poured in, it fell into chaos.

The discount notices in the daily necessities and technology areas are still hanging high, and the supply of goods is sufficient. There are also salesmen on site who are eager to introduce customers to them, but they are pushed away impatiently.

But when the crowd rushed into the food area, they could only see empty shelves.

Rice and flour are all sold out.

Meats, fruits and vegetables are all out of stock.

A river of people passed between the shelves, sighing in frustration or cursing in anger.

Some people grabbed the staff and shouted angrily: "What on earth are you doing?"

"Where's the food?" someone asked, "Where did the food go?"

"They're all sold out. They were robbed last night, and now they're nowhere to be found."

The salesperson shrank back timidly and replied with the excuse arranged by the manager.

In fact, two hours before the supermarket opened, a truck loaded up all the food and took it away. I don’t know where it went.

Even the staff like them were not able to stay quietly.

"Don't worry, why don't you take a look at the instant noodles?" the salesperson smiled flatteringly.

"What other instant noodles are there! They're all gone! The dog food and canned beans are fucking sold out! Even the synthetic vegetarian meat is gone!"

The angry guest pushed impatiently. When he said this, he suddenly froze for a moment, and his eyes became fierce: "Wait, are you hiding?"

Just behind him, those who had come earlier suddenly stopped where they were and slowly turned around.

Looked this way.

His eyes gradually became cold.

"Wait, wait! We don't have it either. I didn't even eat breakfast today..."

The salesperson was stunned, took a step back, and subconsciously looked at the security guard not far away.

But the security guard took a look at the crowd that was gradually gathering, and slowly took a step back, shaking his head at him, with an expression of wishing for happiness.

"I...wait a minute, I know it is..."

The salesperson was stiff and wanted to say something, but an angry shout suddenly sounded.

Cursing, scolding or roaring, the manic crowd engulfed him, the sound of cracking and collapse sounded, and the security guard took a few steps back and pressed the alarm bell.

Unfortunately, it's too late...

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At the same time, people who had received the news earlier had given up the idea of ​​trying their luck in supermarkets and grain stores, and instead drove to low-rise areas.

In the early morning hours, in the alley, the half-fallen gate was pried open.

"I am Alexei, introduced by Hanno."

The man who had been running around all night looked pale and looked a little dull: "Do you have rice here?"

Amidst the stench of stagnant water and garbage, several people were playing cards behind the door. The tall, thin man who opened the door was only wearing a vest. He glanced at him, raised his hand, and made signs with his five fingers.

"What...what do you mean?" Alexei was confused.

"Five thousand yuan, one bag."

The tall and lanky man said impatiently: "We don't negotiate prices here. You should think carefully about it yourself. Don't buy it and then come over to force it."

"Five, five thousand?"

Alexei's voice involuntarily rose, and soon, under the lanky man's indifferent gaze, he lowered it again: "This is too expensive. Wasn't it sixty before?"

The tall, thin man holding a toothpick in his mouth sneered, "Do you understand the free market, idiot! If you don't buy it, get out of here, don't delay me from playing cards..."

"Wait, wait a minute."

Alexei quickly grabbed him and forced out a flattering smile: "It's cheaper, at least it's cheaper. I don't bring that much money."

"No bargaining, didn't you hear?"

The tall and thin man shook his hand impatiently, pulled his arm back, and looked at the poor man with disgust: "If it's expensive, don't buy it, haven't you heard? The fields in our home agriculture are all rotten, and there hasn't been a grain of rice in the past few months. , the warehouses are all empty. Now the entire Holy Capital is short of rice and noodles, and even the price of oil has increased five times.

Five thousand yuan, I already buy more than 4,000 yuan. What can I do if it’s cheaper? Do it for charity? "

Alexei hesitated to speak, and in the end, he still did not speak.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally took out his wallet.

He pulled out five cards from it... He originally planned to buy a car full of them, but now there was only one bag.

Although the Holy City issued an emergency food bill last night, stipulating the price of food and cracking down on hoarding and raising prices...is it useful? Don't these people's goods come from the security guard?

Alexei has been in business for so long that he understands everything he should know and what he shouldn't.

Situations are stronger than people.

In this situation, besides being slaughtered, is there any other option?

After the crumpled money was taken away, the man glanced at him, smiled, turned back, and soon came back again, throwing the bag in his hand over.

But the bag was loose and there was still most of the space inside.

Not even fifteen pounds.

"Why is there only half a bag?" Alexai was puzzled.

"This is the amount of one bag, that's all. Do you want it if you like it?"

The tall and lanky man glanced at him one last time, picked up the ringing phone in his arms, answered the call, and waved to him to stop bothering him and get out of here.

Alexey's face turned red instantly.

But after all, he didn't say anything more, bent down to pick up the bag, turned around and left.

Just when he reached the entrance of the alley, he was stopped again.

It was the man who had just hung up the phone. He caught up with him and said in a hurry: "Wait! Don't leave!"

Alexei was stunned for a moment, then he threw Alexei's money back and reached out to grab the bag in his hand: "I won't sell it anymore, take your stinky money away."

"what happened!"

Alexey subconsciously grabbed back: "I paid!"

"I won't sell you anymore! Let go! Let go!"

"I bought it!"

"What the hell..." The man was furious. He suddenly flew up and landed on his body, knocking him to the ground. Then he spat, picked up the bag and left.

After taking two steps, I felt a pain in my back.

When he turned around in shock, he saw the ferocious look on that flattering face.

After the smile faded, he became expressionless again.

Then, stabbed again.

Poke again...

The tall and thin man had no time to react before blood foam poured out of his throat and he fell to the ground.

Only now did Alexei realize what he had done.

In the silence, he lowered his head and looked at the increasingly cold corpse at his feet. His expression twitched: "This, you asked for it! You asked for it!"

The dead man could not speak, and no one responded. Only the bag slipped from his body and fell into the sewage below.

Alexey reached out without thinking and picked up the bag.

Breathing heavily.

He took a step back, then another.

He took one last look around, threw the bloody knife into the gutter, lowered his head and ran away.

Only the bodies in the pool of blood remained in place.

The empty pupils reflected the sky that was gradually lighting up in blood.

The sun gradually rises.

The whole city seemed to be waking up from a deep sleep again. On the dark streets and in the buildings, windows were lit up from the dim morning.

The citizens woke up from their dreams and walked to the kitchen hungry, or looked for restaurants that were still open on the street, walked into them, and enjoyed this rare delicacy, marveling at it.

"Delicious, delicious."

The faces were smiling and they picked up knives, forks and chopsticks.

When the breeze blows from afar, the fragrance of rice lingers in the sky of the Holy City.

Delicious, delicious.

So sweet.

In front of the dining table, excited people picked up the food and ate it.

Eat, eat, eat.

Swallow this sweet food of life into your belly.

And in the corner of the street, those children stuck their heads out, looking at the feast that was not theirs, swallowing their saliva with envy.

The beasts are eating.

Cheerful, greedy, impatient -

Devour delicious food.

Leave the hungry, insignificant tomorrow behind.

This is the last breakfast.

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At the same time, Temperance, who had been awake all night, heard the sound of crying.

In the warehouse of Hope Energy, the kitchen manager fell to the ground under the angry pushing and kicking of the person in charge. He did not dare to resist, but just held his head in embarrassment and begged for mercy, crying more and more fiercely.

And on the surrounding shelves... more than half were empty.

Temperance looked at all this indifferently. Even the energy of anger had been exhausted. It was not until the kitchen manager was beaten by the person in charge that he almost vomited blood and waved his hand in boredom.

The person in charge took a breath, then kicked him hard as if he was still angry, and asked angrily: "Where is the food! Where is the food! Waste! Have you sold out all of it?"

"It's gone, it's all gone."

The manager of the kitchen cried and choked, "I didn't dare to sell at all. Yes, they were all eaten. I ate a week's worth just yesterday."

"What about the inventory?"

The person in charge pointed to the shelf, "Why is it so small? How much money is given each month, have you pocketed it all! You son of a bitch..."

"It's none of my business, it's none of my business!" the administrator screamed hoarsely: "It doesn't matter how much money the boss gives, it's only a little bit, don't you know?

I'm just a kitchen manager... How much money can I buy? I say every year that I want to reduce costs. Do I still dare to spend money randomly?

That's it. It was bought through the group's channels. The account book is in my drawer. You can take a look. "

At this point, I was crying and almost speechless.

The furious person in charge was about to hit him again, but when he saw Temperance raising his hand, he was stunned for a moment and quickly took two steps back.

Temperance came forward and looked at the miserable administrator. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say a few words, he heard the noise and loud noise coming from outside.

It looked like glass had broken.

There was a faint sound of angry curses.

It seems like there is a fight...

For a moment, everyone's expressions turned ugly.

At Hope Energy's headquarters, the most disciplined place, something like this actually happened when the president was on inspection... Two accidents happened one after another, and the head of the internal supply department turned pale.

"What's going on? Find out."

Temperance waved his hand and pointed outside, and someone immediately followed the order and left.

Soon, the noisy sound disappeared.

The burly bodyguard came back with a man with a bruised nose and face, walked to Temperance and whispered in his ear.

It's simply a commonplace thing.

The employees in the R&D department who stayed up late and worked overtime found that the portion given by the chef today was not enough while eating breakfast. They wanted to take more, but were stopped.

What was originally a trivial matter, now turned into a quarrel after just a few words, and then a fight...

Following the restraint, the face of the head of the R&D department also became ugly. It turned out that such a thing happened to a subordinate in his department, and he was not exempt from the blame.

Just as he was about to step forward to defend himself, he saw Temperance waving his hands and did not dare to speak any more.

Temperance walked up to the man with a bruised nose and swollen face, and looked down at the face that was still confused and didn't know what happened.

"Why fight?" he asked.

The employee avoided his gaze, pursed her lips, and finally answered under the bodyguard's pinched fingers: "Hungry, I'm so hungry..."

Temperance froze in place.

Silence, sudden.

In the dead silence, he lowered his head and looked at the timid and frightened employee, only to see those green eyes...

Like a hungry wolf, glowing restlessly.

He is hungry.

Control stiffened, involuntarily wanting to take a step back, but after reacting, he forced himself to stand where he was, shaking slightly. The people next to him hurriedly held him up, fearing that he would slip and be thrown away angrily by him.

In this sudden uneasiness, Temperance found that he actually felt... chilled all over?

After a brief loss of composure, he took a deep breath, fixed his hair, turned around and left, but before leaving, he looked back one last time at the employee who was still stagnant in place.

"Destroying public property, disrupting order, provoking quarrels and provoking trouble..."

He said, "Kill."

"..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, looking at each other, not understanding why there would be such a serious punishment just for fighting, but when they looked at it with restraint, they only saw a pair of cold eyes: "Do you need me to say it a second time? "

Not long after, a small gunshot sounded from behind the door.

Under the order of moderation, the results and process of the treatment were made public to the entire group, to deter bad habits within the group and those who disrupt order and have luck...

Unfortunately, the second fight over food happened again not long after.

Even more serious.

This time, it was workers in the assembly department.

When the heavy manual laborers discovered that they were allotted only a pitiful amount of food, they instantly fell into restlessness and anger.

They all went to ask for an explanation with red faces.

Surveillance at the scene could not tell who was taking the lead.

Amidst the noisy complaints and curses, someone seemed to be shouting something loudly. Soon, everyone rushed forward, smashed the glass of the canteen on the ground floor, and struggled with the security personnel and chefs.

In the long silence, Temperance read it over and over again.

He opened his mouth several times, trying to speak.

In the end, he didn't say anything and just turned off the video indifferently.

After pondering for a moment, he ordered: "All those involved will be fired and will not be hired - as for the others, tell everyone that the group will ensure the supply and adequacy of supplies.

This kind of thing is not allowed to happen again. "

The secretary took the order and left.

Temperance continued to take out his mobile phone and mobilized the company's private army. Soon, armored vehicles parked around the headquarters, and burly metal modifiers appeared at key positions, scarlet eyepieces indifferently overlooking everyone. A passing face.

When the heavy gun in his hand swings casually, all the restless atmosphere is instantly calmed.

It was only now that Temperance had a chance to deal with her cold breakfast.

The secretary thoughtfully brought up a new one.

Meats, rice, drinks, and desserts are all included.

Steaming hot.

He picked up the fork with satisfaction.

But before he could open his mouth, he saw a sudden fire rising out of the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the middle area.

His movements stopped in place.

Take a look.

Then, he withdrew his gaze indifferently.

Just lower your head, close your lips, and chew with your teeth.

Tear food into pieces.

Swallow it into your belly.

The middle-rise area, Charming Avenue and Guanghua Plaza, fell into chaos.

The flames are spreading.

Thick smoke billows.

The gathering crowd was disturbed. Some people fled quickly amidst the sound of rapidly approaching sirens, while others rushed into the mall regardless of their own safety.

The security guard fell in a pool of blood.

The angry crowd took hammers and smashed open the door of the warehouse. After pushing open the door, only the last two racks of flour were left in the empty warehouse...

Flour and rice.

The originally chaotic crowd seemed to fall into deathly silence for an instant, and then moved uncontrollably towards the warehouse.

Like a shrinking tide.

Making waves one after another.

Viewed from above, it looks like a disturbed ant colony, attracted by pheromones and driven into madness.

The crowds pouring into the warehouse fought hard for the grain, carried the flour on the shelves, pushed away those who rushed towards them, and tried to rush out.

But more people were attracted by magnets like iron filings and came closer.

Fight hard.

During the fight, the fragile bag of rice was quickly torn into pieces. From the tear, white rice spilled out of the bag like running water and fell all over the ground.

Some people screamed and cursed like mourning concubines, and struggled with those who were fighting for it. Others became more and more excited and rushed forward desperately, lying on the ground to collect it.

But under the trampling of the crowd, he could no longer get up.

Only as the soles of the feet were raised and lowered, the blood gradually spread, dyeing the white rice grains red.

Even so, there were still palms reaching out to grab those scarlet rice grains and put them into their pockets.

A handful.

Another handful.

Others put it directly into their mouths and chewed hard.

Like a wild beast.

Just like...their true appearance.