Chapter 59: Smash hard, haven't you eaten yet?

Only through a window, people outside braved the cold wind and snow, their expressions contorted as they desperately smashed the glass.

On the other side, Jack leisurely lay on the lounge chair, eating delicious food.

This stark contrast made the neighbors outside almost crazy with jealousy.

They cursed from the bottom of their mouths, shouted at the top of their lungs, and their eyes turned red.

"Jack, wait for me, I'll kill you right away."

"If I break this glass, you're done for, you damn bastard, selfish scumbag."

"You don't have much time left to act recklessly, today is your deadline."

"So many delicious foods and hot coffee are all mine, all mine."

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Upon hearing this, Jack raised the coffee in his hand and gestured for them.

"Come on, you guys keep going."

Soon, the group of people outside couldn't do anything anymore.

After all, this was the 24th floor, with strong winds and heavy snowfall, causing his body temperature to rapidly drop.

They had to work for more than ten minutes before changing the team.

But half an hour had passed, and there are only some small scratches on the glass.

Their hearts were becoming increasingly desperate.

But through a layer of transparent glass, watching Jack lived so comfortably, their jealousy made them reluctant to give up. Half an hour later, they were still working hard.

Jack saw several lackeys under David in the crowd.

Obviously, at times like this, David couldn't have failed to contribute at all.

Jack thought it's almost time.

So he sat up from the lounge chair and walked over to the coffee table to pick up a bottle.

There was a layer of frost on the glass outside, and the neighbors initially didn't know what Jack was holding, thinking it was a drink. But the next moment, they saw Jack take out a lighter and ignite something. Immediately, a hole appeared above their heads, and a ball of fire was thrown out from inside. As a means of counterattack, Jack's house had more than one shooting hole in front and behind it. The bottle swept a yellow arc in the air and felt to the ground in the astonishment of everyone.

"Pa!"

With a crisp sound, a blazing flame ignited!

This was a combustion bottle made by Jack. Even at ultra-low temperatures, gasoline can still burn freely and release heat. The gasoline in the bottle splattered everywhere and suddenly burst into flames!

The space on the balcony was not very large, and the down jackets and cotton pants on these dozen or so people were stained with gasoline, instantly igniting large flames!

Jack's mouth curved into a playful smile as he continued to light the next Molotov cocktail and threw it outside.

"Ah!!! Fire, fire."

More than ten people were crowded together, and the balcony was separate, so it's not easy to jump onto the balcony of the neighboring house. These people cannot escape, their bodies had been eroded by flames.

Jack saw them turn into twisted and burning fireballs.

Some people wanted to lie on the ground and roll, using snowflakes to extinguish flames, but unfortunately this effect was too weak.

Gasoline can still burn even when it comes into contact with water.

Some people attempted to climb to the next door, but in a hurry, their hands and feet became unstable and they fell directly from the 24th floor!

With a long scream, there was a 'bang!!!' sound.

At a height of 24 floors, I wonder if the snow below can counteract that impact.

But according to the principles of physics, even if he didn't die, his bones and tendons would break and his internal organs would rupture.

It's equivalent to being dead.

Jack smiled and said, "At least falling to death is better than being burned to death"

"Bang"

A ferocious face suddenly pounced on the glass, with a twisted and terrifying expression, staring fiercely at Jack. "Save me, save me."

In extreme pain, he made a cry for help to Jack.

Jack raised his coffee cup and greeted him.

"Go die, useless."

The person made a desperate sound, completely engulfed by the flames.

On the adjacent balcony, there were still people in their sixties and seventies waiting to change shifts.

Seeing this hellish scene of Asura, they were also scared to death.

"Help me, save me."

"I don't want to die, please."

The person with flames burning all over wanted to climb over and seek help, grabbed the railing with both hands, and was about to climb over. At this moment, a man on this side didn't hesitate and kicked him hard in the hand.

"Get lost, get out of here! You're hopeless like this, don't bother us! "He even kicked his finger off with foot!

He kicked it over, but the fiery man refused to let go. He gritted his teeth, increased his strength, and kicked it down step by step!

The person struggled for a while, and finally looked at them in despair, slowly collapsing in front of the fence.

There was a familiar burnt smell in the air.

If you went shopping in summer, you can often smell it on the roadside.

This dozen or so people died not long after.

Some people, who were not severely burned at the beginning and wanted to escape, were stopped by their neighbors next door.

They were afraid of the flames burning on themselves, so they chose to let these people die.

Some people were burned too painfully and jumped off the 24th floor themselves.

The raging fire unexpectedly brought a long lost warmth to these people.

So, everyone slowly walked forward, reached out their hands to warm themselves up, and a faint smile appeared on their faces, afraid that others would notice.

The flames burned for more than twenty minutes before stopping.

The neighbors looked at the corpses on the ground and felt fear in their hearts.

They had already killed thirty or forty people to deal with Jack!

There was no chance to score from all angles. What should we do to snatch the supplies from Jack's hands?

The air was filled with a sense of despair.

But there was another scent that was becoming increasingly intense, causing the neighbors' eyes to gradually deteriorate.

Many hungry neighbors refused to admit it, and a crazy idea slowly emerged in their hearts.

This made their throats constantly wriggle up and down.

Suddenly, a woman burst into tears.

"I can't take it anymore."

After a busy day, everyone thought they could easily break through Jack's house.

But the final result left them desperate!

So many people died that the walls and french window of Jack's family were not even broken.

She suddenly ran and climbed onto Jack's balcony.

When Jack thought the next group of people would come and smash the glass again, she suddenly knelt in front of the glass with a "plop."

"Jack, I'm almost starving. Please save me! Even if it's just a piece of bread, it's okay."

Not only her, but also people came running over one after another, kowtowing to Jack and tearfully begging him to give them a bite to eat. That tragic scene was truly heartbreaking for those who hear it and tears for those who saw it.

Most of the people who kowtowed were women, trying to win Jack's sympathy.