Seeing their behavior, Jiang Nian'an turned around expressionlessly and walked towards the car.

The woman who knelt down first was secretly delighted. She exchanged a glance with the fat man beside her, and a smug look flashed in her eyes.

She said that seeking help from young people like this is the most reliable option.

They are young, which is when they are most soft-hearted and have the strongest sense of justice.

The woman immediately turned to her child and said, "Baby, quickly thank your sister!"

The child was quick to respond; after being reminded by her mother, she immediately smiled sweetly and said to Jiang Nian'an, "Thank you, sister!"

The others outside the door also brightened up; they were finally going to have a full meal today.

Hearing the woman's words, Jiang Nian'an scoffed, "Thank me? Thank me for what?"

Then, amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd outside the door, the trunk slammed shut.

The smiles of the crowd outside the door immediately vanished.

Jiang Nian'an turned around and leaned against the car, raising an eyebrow at the crowd outside the door, "Trying to morally blackmail us?"

Her gaze swept across the faces of the people outside, and she clicked her tongue.

"That's hilarious. Do we look like moral people to you?"

The people outside the door nodded subconsciously.

The fat man flattered, "The four of you are all of good appearance, with not a trace of evil between your brows. You are clearly upright and promising young men."

Jiang Nian'an pouted: "..."

Good grief, is this a case of moral blackmail turning into psychological manipulation?

Yunfan and Yunhua rolled their eyes at the same time.

They haven't had time to wash up or change their clothes since they killed the zombies this morning.

He was covered in blood from head to toe, looking like a murderous maniac.

How did these people figure out that they were good people?

Shen Nanxing kept his eyes down, looking at Jiang Nian'an.

Her expression shifted from speechless to blank, then to disdainful...

It changes constantly, which is quite interesting.

A smile flickered in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

"So?" Jiang Nian'an asked back, her face serious.

"so..."

The fat man's Adam's apple bobbed, and looking at Jiang Nian'an's serious face, he couldn't say anything more for a moment.

So what!

They're all upright and promising young people, why don't they hurry up and do good deeds?

Hurry up and get the grain out, then give it to them—no, lend it to them!

"So what? Why did you stop talking?"

Jiang Nian'an straightened up and walked quickly to the front door.

The fat man instinctively took a step back. "So, so could you lend us some food?"

"I'll lend you a hammer!" Jiang Nian'an suddenly exploded.

Amidst the stunned stares of the crowd outside, she took out a large machete and slammed it against the iron gate with a 'bang'.

"Get the hell out of here right now, or I'll kill you all and feed you to the zombies!"

The fat man stared at the machete, which reeked of blood, swallowed hard, and then, seemingly unintentionally, kicked the second boy, who was still kneeling on the ground.

The little boy opened his mouth to cry.

"Shut up!" Jiang Nian'an suddenly looked down at the little boy. "If you dare to cry, I'll cut out your tongue."

The little boy immediately covered his mouth, blinked twice, and held back his tears. "I didn't cry."

"Yes, good boy."

Jiang Nian'an praised him expressionlessly.

She touched her belly, which was currently swirling with the sound of a traditional opera performance.

She was hungry and didn't want to chatter with them anymore.

"Get out of my sight within ten seconds, or else—"

Jiang Nian'an turned to look at Shen Nanxing, who was following behind her, and said, "Brother Shen, show them what a bolt from the blue looks like."

Shen Nanxing stretched out his right hand, and a ball of lightning was released from his palm.

The entire iron gate instantly became an electric grid, with countless bolts of electricity dancing on it.

"ah!"

The three pairs of mothers and children kneeling in front of the gate were so frightened that they scrambled back to hide.

"Do you understand?" Jiang Nian'an looked at the fat man.

"No, let's discuss it again—"

"ten."

Jiang Nian'an began the countdown.

“We won’t borrow too much, just 30 jin of flour and 5 jin of rice.”

The fat man had already estimated the approximate weight of the rice and flour bags in the trunk based on their bulging appearance.

"Nine."

"Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, please do me a favor!"

Jiang Nian'an, having reached her limit of patience with his incessant chatter, suddenly raised her voice, "3, 2—"

"No, why are you still cheating and skipping numbers! Let's go, let's go!"

Just as the lightning in Shen Nanxing's hand was about to strike them, the fat man shuddered and hurriedly told the others to run away.

None of them are superhuman.

"This is so annoying. I might as well just come up and rob me. I could cut a cucumber in half with one knife."

Jiang Nian'an muttered something, then turned and rushed into the villa.

"I'm starving! I'm starving!"

"An'an, slow down!" Shen Nanxing chased after her.

After the two went inside, Yunhua grabbed Yunfan, who was about to follow, and asked, "Yunfan, did you open the trunk?"

Yunfan was taken aback. "Huh? Didn't you drive it?"

"I didn't drive it," Yunhua shook her head.

"Huh? It wasn't you, and it wasn't me. An'an and Brother Shen were inside the whole time, so—"

Yunfan looked at the car, his eyes widening suddenly. "Could it be a ghost?"

Yunhua: "......"

"Stop fooling around, I'm keeping an eye on things here."

Yunhua slung the shovel over his shoulder, staring warily at the car, and instructed Yunfan, "Go inside and call Brother Chen out for a moment."

"good!"

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