After distributing the food, Lin Caining caused another commotion but was severely beaten by Jiang Lei and Li Chengbin, Zhang Yi's two lackeys.
Then Zhang Yi told them to go back to their places.
As Zhou Ke'er walked beside him, she gently linked her arm with his and whispered, "Something feels off about the atmosphere in the neighborhood today."
Zhang Yi quietly withdrew his arm and asked indifferently, "Oh, what's the matter?"
Zhou Ke'er was slightly startled, realizing Zhang Yi didn't like his movements being restricted, especially outside. At home, he was fine, but outside, he never let his guard down.
She said, "I feel like there are many eyes watching us. It's a very strong feeling."
Zhang Yi smiled faintly. "It's not surprising. The appearance of the snowmobile is bound to make people jealous. After all, we're in the south, and such vehicles are extremely rare."
"With it, we can go out and search for supplies, which means we can survive. Who wouldn't want that?"
Zhou Ke'er looked worried. "Do you think the people from the other buildings will attack us? I'm afraid it might get dangerous."
Hearing this, Zhang Yi glanced around, and after confirming no one was around, he lowered his voice and said, "Isn't there plenty of cannon fodder around?"
"Besides, no matter how capable they are, breaking into our home would be harder than ascending to heaven."
Zhou Ke'er chuckled, "But if people are desperate, who knows what they might do!"
Zhang Yi nodded. "You make a good point."
As they talked, Zhang Yi habitually scanned their surroundings. After all, it was best if no one overheard their conversation.
However, as he glanced around, he suddenly noticed a black crack appear in the corner of his vision.
They were passing by the 13th floor when he saw that the iron door of the stairwell had a gap.
A blood-red eyeball was staring at him through the gap!
"Who's there?"
Zhang Yi's muscles instantly tensed. Even though he was fearless, the sudden sight made him uneasy.
The stairwell door was suddenly flung open with a bang.
A disheveled woman screamed and rushed out, wielding a bloodstained kitchen knife, aiming it at Zhang Yi's head!
"Ah!!"
Zhou Ke'er screamed in fear.
Zhang Yi quickly shoved Zhou Ke'er to the side. The force caused him to fall to the side as well.
The knife sliced through the air but missed its target.
However, the crazed woman continued to swing her knife at Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi rolled down the stairs, tumbling several flights. Fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes and a bulletproof vest, so he wasn't worried about getting injured.
After steadying himself, Zhang Yi saw who the woman was—it was none other than the long-missing Grandma Lin!
Grandma Lin, relentless, raised her kitchen knife and glared at him with bloodshot eyes, charging down the stairs after him.
"Zhang Yi! You'll pay for my grandson's life!"
"You damn old hag!"
Zhang Yi, now composed, pulled a thick, long crowbar from his spatial pocket and swung it at her head!
The staircase was narrow, leaving Grandma Lin no room to dodge.
Her small kitchen knife had no chance to even get close to Zhang Yi.
Instinctively, she tried to avoid the blow, but the crowbar hit her shoulder instead of her head.
"Crack!"
Zhang Yi heard the sound of bones breaking. Her frail body couldn't take such a hit.
Grandma Lin was knocked down on the stairs, completely losing her ability to fight back.
Even so, she still clutched the bloodstained kitchen knife tightly in her hand, glaring at Zhang Yi with fierce hatred.
"Kill... kill you! Avenge my grandson!"
Zhang Yi coldly looked down at her, then raised the crowbar and smashed it down on her hand.
In the freezing weather, the human body was indeed fragile.
With that strike, three of her fingers flew off, and the kitchen knife clattered to the floor.
"Ah!!!!"
Her blood-curdling scream echoed through the stairwell.
Hearing the commotion, the patrol team rushed over to investigate.
When they saw Zhang Yi and Grandma Lin, they immediately asked, "Brother Zhang, what happened?"
Zhang Yi coldly replied, "This old woman tried to kill me!"
The men cursed upon hearing this. "That old witch deserves to die!"
"Brother Zhang is the hope for everyone in this building! She tried to kill you? We should just finish her off!"
"She's already gone mad. Keeping her alive will only cause more trouble."
Grandma Lin had indeed lost her mind long ago, often spouting insane rants in the group chat.
Zhang Yi said, "You guys can go. I'll handle this."
Not daring to go against Zhang Yi's orders, they obediently left.
Zhou Ke'er stood on the stairs, covering her mouth with her hands, looking at Zhang Yi with a worried expression.
"Zhang Yi, are you hurt?"
Pointing at Grandma Lin's head, Zhang Yi coldly said, "She couldn't hurt me even if she tried!"
Grandma Lin stubbornly raised her head, glaring at Zhang Yi with eyes filled with venom.
"Zhang Yi, you deserve to die! You deserve to die!"
"You killed my grandson! When you die, you'll burn in the deepest pits of hell!"
Zhang Yi didn't rush to finish her off.
Instead, he asked calmly, "Your grandson didn't die because of me. Why are you seeking revenge on me?"
Grandma Lin had chosen the timing of her attack very carefully.
It was clear she had planned it.
She knew Zhang Yi would return at this time, so she hid behind the door, waiting for the perfect moment to ambush him.
Zhang Yi had been slightly distracted while talking to Zhou Ke'er, which gave her the opportunity.
Otherwise, with his usual vigilance, he wouldn't have missed the gap in the door.
Now, Zhang Yi wanted to know why this madwoman had targeted him.
Grandma Lin glared at Zhang Yi, her teeth clenched, spittle flying from her mouth as she ranted like a rabid dog.
"My grandson died because of you! You deserve to die! You deserve to die a thousand times over!"
"I wish I could drink your blood, eat your flesh, bite you to death piece by piece!"
Zhang Yi remained calm.
"But I didn't kill your grandson. In fact, I could be considered your savior."
"Because it was Chen Zhenghao's men who kicked your grandson to death, and I killed Chen Zhenghao for you. You should be thanking me."
Grandma Lin was stunned for a moment.
Then her anger flared up again because she realized Zhang Yi was right!
But how could a woman, especially one as unreasonable as her, ever admit she was wrong?
"Don't act like a good person!"
"My grandson wasn't dead yet! He later died in agony because there was no medicine to treat him!"
"It's your fault! You refused to give me the medicine, and that's why he died! You're the real culprit!"
Grandma Lin cursed, her bloodshot eyes glaring even more fiercely, making her look like a vengeful ghost.