The starving people smelled the sweet scent in the air and carefully swallowed their saliva. No one was willing to admit that a crazy idea had arisen in their hearts at this moment.
They didn't dare to think about it, but they couldn't help but look at the twisted corpse with flickering eyes.
Suddenly, a woman in the crowd cried loudly.
"I can't take it anymore!"
They had been busy for the whole day, fantasizing about how comfortable their lives would be after breaking into Ye Xingchen's house.
However, the final result made them fall into despair.
So many people had died, but not even a crack appeared on the walls or windows of Ye Xingchen's house.
She suddenly jumped out of the crowd and stumbled to kneel in front of Ye Xingchen's French window.
Just when Ye Xingchen thought that she was going to continue working hard, she suddenly kowtowed.