Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 949 - 356: That Old Dog Truly Deserves to Die

As more and more people arrived, everyone realized that sothing major was about to happen today.

Many people spread the word, and more and more gathered in the Sunshine District’s square.

Outside, the rain was pouring, but inside Sunshine District, it was warm and sunny.

However, Zhang Youquan, Zhou Lan, and the others kneeling on the ground felt a chill in their hearts, anxiously looking towards Liang Yuan and the Yangshan Shelter managent arriving one by one.

After Zhao Kai brought the ishan managent here, nearly the entire Yangshan Shelter managent team was present.

Everyone gazed at those kneeling on the ground with faces full of doubt and suspicion.

Liang Yuan didn’t say much, directly looking at Dong Yan and Zhuang Shuyuan.

Zhuang Shuyuan felt a surge of emotion in her heart, her face slightly flushed.

After so long, she finally tasted the flavor of power once more.

She had beco the center of attention again.

Dong Yan was sowhat young, feeling a bit panicked, a bit tense.

The two followed Liang Yuan, walking to the center of the square.

Instantly, everyone’s gaze turned towards them.

Beside Liang Yuan, Dong Yan handed the microphone to him, a loudspeaker already placed nearby.

Even the speaker was connected to the complex’s broadcasting station.

Everything happening today would be broadcast for everyone in Yangshan to hear.

Liang Yuan took the microphone, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

As he released his Spirit, a wave of pressure emanated from him, sweeping across the place.

Amidst their slightly tense expressions, everyone’s gaze shifted towards Liang Yuan.

Liang Yuan slowly opened his mouth: "Ladies and gentlen, I called everyone here for an urgent eting because during the ti I was away, so things occurred that made utterly furious."

"Since the establishnt of Yangshan Shelter, it’s been rely over two months."

"Before Yangshan Shelter was founded, everyone experienced the hardships of the great flood apocalypse; so even struggled to eat, and so were deprived of personal freedom."

"But through all our efforts, we’ve arrived where we are now."

"Not only have we secured hos to reside in, but we can also enjoy delicious als."

"During this ti, we’ve endured hardships and finally attained our current lives."

"But then, so have just started enjoying their better days and have already forgotten the hardships of the past."

"They were once victims of the apocalypse, and now they’ve beco perpetrators themselves."

"Before I left, I ordered the Inspection Team to conduct checks within Yangshan, thinking there wouldn’t be any issues."

"Even if there were, they should have been so minor, harmless problems."

"Yet the truth proved wrong; I was absurdly mistaken! Severely underestimating so people’s greed and the ugliness of human nature!"

Liang Yuan’s voice was resolute, carrying an undertone of gloom, like thunder brewing within spring clouds.

Everyone listening could feel his anger.

Simultaneously, Zhao Kai and other insiders felt so anger as well.

Because Yangshan Shelter was fought for with their lives, painstakingly built.

They cherish this refuge more than anyone else.

They would never allow anyone to disrupt this hard-won order by any ans.

As ordinary residents of Yangshan Shelter, they were all trendously surprised.

They still didn’t know what had happened to make Mr. Liang so furious.

Many knew that Mr. Liang usually wore a smile, seldom getting angry with people.

But this did not an Mr. Liang was devoid of anger.

Once, personnel from the three major shelters clearly rembered how Mr. Liang once single-handedly defeated the leaders of the three shelters.

He then suppressed all dissent with thunderous thods.

Forcing everyone to do labor service for a month.

Their mories were fresh; it was this month of hard work that allowed them to fully integrate into Yangshan.

Now, seeing Mr. Liang angry once more, everyone instantly fell silent as if walking on thin ice.

Liang Yuan continued in a cold voice: "You must be curious why I’m so angry!"

He turned to Zhang Youquan at the forefront, coldly asking, "What’s your na?"

At this mont, Zhang Youquan was already trembling uncontrollably, covered in cold sweat, looking at Liang Yuan in fear.

Upon hearing Liang Yuan’s question, he couldn’t help but burst into tears, constantly kowtowing and shouting: "Mr. Liang, I was wrong, I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong."

"Please spare , spare this ti, I swear, I will definitely handle the Slaughterhouse properly from now on, I dare not commit any wrongdoing again."

Mr. Liang shouted coldly: "I asked you, what’s your na!"

Zhang Youquan was startled into a shiver, crying: "I, I’m Zhang Youquan."

Liang Yuan sneered: "Zhang Youquan! What a na with ’power,’ who gave you that power?"

"You, it was you, Mr. Liang."

"Heh, you rember that I gave you the power, but what did I give you the power to do?"

"To, to handle the Slaughterhouse logistics..."

"Did you do well?"

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Mr. Liang, I truly know I was wrong, please spare , please spare , sob sob..."

Zhang Youquan was wailing, seemingly regretful of what he had done.

As Liang Yuan looked at him, mories of the law programs he had watched before the apocalypse flashed through his mind.

In those programs, corrupt officials were caught and sat in the remorse chair.

They were handcuffed in cold shackles, each tearfully declaring their regret.

Yet their words were still the standard slogans typical of civil service or postgraduate exams.