Doomsday Fortress

With just a few words from Wang Yi, the tone was unusually calm, causing Chen Jiaming's expression to suddenly change.    

Chen Jiaming just couldn't bear to see his wife interact with other men. He just wanted to warn Wang Yi, but he didn't expect Wang Yi to say such words.    

"F * ck your mother!" I'll f * cking kill you!    

Chen Jiaming's hoarse voice sounded like a wild beast. He felt as if a large amount of green grass had grown out of his heart. This kind of feeling was something that no man could endure.    

"Bang!"    

Without waiting for Chen Jiaming's other fist to come, Wang Yi suddenly kicked Chen Jiaming's lower abdomen, sending him flying two meters away and crashing into the hard concrete ground.    

"Hehe!"    

Chen Jiaming's hands were pressing down on his lower abdomen, his body curled up like a cooked prawn, his face was pale, and rapid breathing came out from his mouth. Wang Yi's kick was not something that this weak chicken could withstand.    

"Ha!" Wang Yi chuckled. He didn't feel any burden. It was enough for Wang Yi to just give him a kick when this kid came to cause trouble. If it was in his previous life, he probably wouldn't have a chance to breathe.    

Time was of the essence, Wang Yi did not need to waste time on him. Even if he did not turn into a zombie in this life, Wang Yi would have countless ways to kill him if he wanted to take revenge on Wang Yi in the future.    

He got into the car and drove out of the underground parking lot. Wang Yi opened the map on his phone and followed the route straight to the nearest supermarket.    

In the underground parking lot, Chen Jiaming held on for a while. However, the pain in his lower abdomen was getting more and more intense, causing Chen Jiaming to continuously groan as he laid on the ground.    

"Ah!" Jianming, what happened to you!?    

The elevator slowly opened. Lee Mei originally wanted to go and buy something that would be easy to keep, but then she remembered Wang Yi's anxious face. It seemed that the virus he was talking about was serious, so she decided to take Jiaming to drive her there.    

However, no matter how hard Jiaming tried to make a call, he just refused. Anxiously, he wanted to go down to the garage to see if Jiaming had gotten off work.    

"You, who hit you? Lee Mei walked up to Jiaming and supported him up with much effort. When she saw the trace of blood on the corner of her husband's mouth, she couldn't help but ask for his concern.    

"Humph!" Don't you f * * king know who hit me!    

Chen Jiaming looked at Lee Mei's delicate face and became extremely angry. He recalled Wang Yi's words, his wife was courting happiness under someone else. Chen Jiaming felt a surge of anger in his heart and forcefully pulled Lee Mei in front of him. Chen Jiaming raised his arm and slapped Lee Mei's face!    

"Pah!"    

Chen Jiaming used all of his strength in this slap. A red handprint appeared clearly on his white face. Lee Mei's hair that was tied up into a ball fell down onto her shoulders.    

"You, you. Lee Mei looked at Chen Jiaming with a slightly dazed expression. Although their relationship was not good, it was Chen Jiaming's first time beating up Lee Mei.    

Chen Jiaming's heart ached when he saw Lee Mei's empty gaze. After all, he loved Lee Mei a lot, but this bitch actually went along with other men behind his back. Thinking about this, a flash of determination appeared in Chen Jiaming's eyes.    

"You, you, what the f * * k are you? We're finished! Divorce!    

Chen Jiaming let out a lunatic roar. He turned around and stumbled towards the X5. Without caring about Lee Mei's crying, he started the car resolutely and disappeared from Lee Mei's line of sight.    

In the huge parking lot, Lee Mei was the only one left, along with her extremely sad cry.    

The instigator of all this was using his cellphone to navigate, and he had parked the car beside a large supermarket nearby.    

Wang Yi got off the car and went straight to the supermarket. He found a compressed biscuit amongst a bunch of snacks and chips and said to the salesperson while pointing at the compressed biscuit.    

"Give me twenty boxes!"    

"Ah, sir, what did you say?"    

The salesgirl was a little girl. She looked at Wang Yi blankly and insisted that she heard wrong, so she asked again.    

"I said, give me twenty boxes of compressed biscuits." Wang Yi said word by word. "    

"But, but Mister, why do you need so many compressed biscuits?" The little girl was surprised to hear that Wang Yi wanted 20 boxes of compressed biscuits.    

"That's none of your business. Just tell me if you have twenty boxes of compressed biscuits!"    

"Uh, please wait for a moment, mister. I'll call the manager over. There are usually very few compressed biscuits. I don't know how many are in the warehouse either."    

"Go quickly!"    

Wang Yi was getting impatient.    

"Yes, sir, please wait a moment." After saying that, the girl quickly ran to the second floor.    

Not long later, the girl walked down with a middle-aged man in a suit, accompanied by a few sales staff. They probably heard the news and wanted to see what this fool who bought twenty boxes of compressed biscuits looked like.    

"Manager, he's the one who wants to buy twenty boxes of compressed biscuits."    

After the little girl finished introducing Wang Yi, she stood to the side and did not say anything else. From time to time, she would glance at Wang Yi with a puzzled expression.    

"Hello sir, I'm the manager here. I heard from Little Wen that you want to buy twenty boxes of compressed biscuits?"    

The manager stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Wang Yi.    

"Right, I don't only want to buy twenty boxes of compressed biscuits. I also want to buy ten boxes of air-dried beef, twenty boxes of lunch meat, twenty boxes of air-dried vegetables, forty boxes of mineral water, and ten boxes of salt."    

"Well, sir, are you sure you want to buy so much?" The manager seemed to be shocked by Wang Yi's words. He thought it was only 20 boxes of compressed biscuits, but he didn't expect Wang Yi to ask for so much more.    

"Why, don't you have so many things here? "Then I'll go to another supermarket to buy it."    

Wang Yi was angry. If you want to sell, then hurry up and sell. Why are you asking so much nonsense?    

"Yes, yes, yes. We have all the things that mister wants, but we need to transfer them to the warehouse. This time, it will take at least one to two days."    

When the manager saw that Wang Yi was about to leave, he quickly pulled Wang Yi back.    

What a joke, he couldn't even meet such a big customer in a few years. Moreover, it seemed like he was extremely anxious, so how could he let him off so easily?    

"In two days, send the goods to this address."    

Wang Yi didn't waste time, he directly wrote down the phone number and address for Wang Yi to deliver to his house the day after tomorrow at this time.    

"Yes, two days time is a little tight. However, Mister, please be at ease. If there are no surprises, the thing that you want will be delivered to you at this time tomorrow."    

"However, Mister, do you want to pay a down payment? You also bought quite a few things, so if we don't pay the down payment, it wouldn't be good for us to transfer them to the warehouse."    

"Alright, you can calculate how much it will cost. I'll pay half of it first, and wait for the rest to arrive before I pay you the rest."    

Wang Yi didn't think too much about it. This was human nature. Plus, he did buy a lot of things. If they were to settle all of it in one go, Wang Yi wasn't sure if there would be any accidents.    

If he did not pay the deposit, the supermarket would not be relieved, so he had to pay half of the deposit first.    

"Sir, please wait for a moment. I'll have the cashier check the bill."    

Half an hour later.    

"Sir, the price has been calculated. Including the freight fee, it's a total of forty-three thousand yuan. The supermarket is offering you a discount of three thousand yuan. You only need to pay forty thousand yuan. The price of compressed biscuits is …"    

"Stop!" "40,000, right? Bring the Pos machine over. I'll give you 20,000 yuan first. As for the rest of the goods, I'll give you cash."    

Wang Yi directly handed over the credit card without hearing the detailed price of each item.    

He still had 100,000 yuan in his bank account, but he couldn't use it here. The apocalypse was coming soon, so he didn't need to return his credit card. He might as well use it now.    

Ye Zichen casually chucked the credit cards into the trash can. Wang Yi got on the car and immediately drove towards a nearby bank.