He tucked away his gun, murder spreading across his body, "You two have two choices, either self-isolate or get out."
For these ordinary people, who were just dead weight, there was no point in fantasizing about getting anything special from him.
Everyone quieted down after that, those with colds conscientiously squeezed together to one side.
The crisis was averted, but several superpower users were added to guard the first floor.
Su Mo heard more than one gunshot throughout the night, and several ordinary people who lacked the ability to keep warm died.
Early the next day, a faint smell of blood still lingered on the first floor. Lu Ruixue, sleepy-eyed, was carried down and sniffed the air, then frowned disapprovingly in her milky voice, "It stinks."
Su Mo wrapped her up more tightly, but it didn't stop Lu Jin from strolling by.
"Jinjin!"
The girl wriggled in her arms, reaching out to be held by him.
