Chapter 290: Lighting a Fire and Barbecuing

When Xia Yan returned to the hotel, Jing Yimai and the old man were sitting on the sofa with their eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.

The gentle soft light in the leisure area neutralized Jing Yimai's smooth jawline, which seemed sharper due to his weight loss.

She walked over and sat opposite.

Hearing the noise, Jing Yimai looked up at her.

"How about it?"

"Not very good, the other party is hesitating." Xia Yan sighed, looked into his slightly flashing dark brown pupils, and added, "Don't worry, I still have to go to see Ru Yongnan tomorrow, and then I will find a way to help you get in. Don't worry about the rest."

Jing Yimai's eyes were calm, "You want to help me?"

Only then did Xia Yan realize that he had been a little too enthusiastic.

It's totally inconsistent with the owner's usual aloof style.

Jing Yimai has been here since the store opened, so it can be said that he knows her way of doing things very well.

This this this...

There are some things he's better off not knowing, like...

Xia Yan looked at him calmly and continued without hesitation:

"That's not the case. I can only say that it's on my way. I'm going to deal with Ru Yongnan, and I'll do you a small favor while I'm there. I'll also need you to collect the crystal cores for me. Just consider it your reward."

Jing Yimai looked at her quietly, with a glimmer of doubt in his eyes, but he gradually gave up because he couldn't find any point of doubt.

As he spoke, Xia Yan suddenly remembered the two people who were locked in the storage room. He had originally kept them to show him the way to the lair tomorrow.

Now that we have Xiaojing, what else do we need them for?

Just snap your fingers and send them to hell.

"You will be my hostage tomorrow and help me lead the way."

At this time, two small blood-red cubes floated in the air. Xia Yan reached out to catch them and tossed them up and down for fun.

Jing Yimai's eyes shook slightly.

He said, "Are the cubes still for sale?"

Xia Yan: "Sell!"

...

At dawn, the morning dew is heavy.

Xia Yan sat in the driver's seat of the RV and carefully polished the sword with a whetstone.

I guarantee that with one swing of the knife, the flesh will burst, liquid will gush out, and life will be taken in an instant!

The passenger door opened, and a man with a wrinkled forehead came in, the lower half of his face covered by a mask made of scraps of cloth.

When we met, he threw me a rough hemp rope.

"Tie me up."

Xia Yan: ...?

The group of residents doing morning exercises in the safe zone almost dropped their jaws in shock.

His eyes revealed a clear understanding: So you are this kind of boss?!

Xia Yan held his forehead weakly, "There's no need to prepare now."

Boss, you have an old face, so you should be careful with your words!

The old man slowly turned around and looked at everyone quietly, with a sense of power that was more powerful than words.

The latter who are looking directly at it should feel embarrassed and look away!

The main point is that I am not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed!

Only then did old Mr. Jing Yimai stagger into the car, his hands trembling as if he had Parkinson's disease, and fastened his seat belt.

The innocent, loose eyelids drooped downwards, and the triangular eyes looked extremely fierce.

Looks like a bandit about to kidnap someone.

Xia Yan was speechless and turned his head, then stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

She had memorized the road to the city center by heart and could not make the mistake even with her eyes closed, but she still looked so focused on finding the way, so serious that others thought it was impolite for her to speak.

When they were almost at the edge of the city, Xia Yan suddenly stepped on the brakes and tied the old man's hands tightly as required, squeezing his loose brown skin into a ball.

Jing Yimai raised his hands nonchalantly, pointing to a brightly colored building and saying, "Ru Yongnan and his family live in that library in front. Floors one to four are all his territory."

As they got closer, the majestic new buildings became apparent. Xia Yan couldn't help but ask, "Is he trying to complete his academic dream that he didn't have time for?"

Jing Yimai said, "I only know that he used books to light a fire to barbecue."

Xia Yan clicked his tongue: "It seems like life is pretty good, and I can even eat barbecue."

The scenery on both sides of the street was receding madly. The zombies that were just attracted by the rustling sound of the tires rolling on the road were quickly thrown behind the car in an instant. They stumbled forward for two steps and were attracted by the fat rats crawling out of the sewer full of garbage. They chased them to the corner of the wall and collided with them with a muffled sound.

Jing Yimai looked at the rearview mirror silently, and didn't seem to want to continue the conversation.

There is a large parking area in front of the library.

Xia Yan passed by and drove the car directly to the gate.

A sharp creaking sound was heard.

She jumped down from the main driver's seat nimbly, then pulled out a favorite sword from her waist, opened the passenger door, pulled the old man down, folded up the RV, took off the shell and exposed the blade, then placed it firmly on his neck.

"Come on, old man, take me inside for a tour."

Xia Yan kicked the glass door fiercely.

Crash——

The specially made metal soles shattered the glass easily, and the two entered.

The first thing that caught my eye was the extremely spacious hall, empty of anyone and anything.

"Hey, call out your boss, Ru Yongnan! I'm here to take revenge!"

The rude voice echoed in the hall and soon spread to every corner of the museum.

In a few seconds, a large group of people gathered behind the glass corridors on the second and third floors.

Staring with an expression of disbelief.

They were always the ones who caused trouble for others. When had anyone ever come to them on their own initiative?!

This completely enraged these lackeys who usually bullied the weak, and they immediately burst into swearing and cursing.

Without waiting for Ru Yongnan to appear, several men, relying on their sturdy build, jumped directly from the second floor and hit the ground heavily with a thud.

The burly man with dense tattoos all over his face snapped his fingers and looked at her with his head tilted.

"Where did you come from, you little bitch? You're so brave! Let me meet you!"

As he spoke, his arms suddenly bulged, and his T-shirt suddenly burst open, revealing his powerful chest muscles.

He banged his fists together, raised his right fist and ran wildly towards me.

It is powerful and imposing.

If you punch him, his skull will be cracked, right?

As expected of the person who is known as the first person to prove the truth without emotion and love, he is indeed cruel!

On one side is a strong man like a tank, and on the other side is a petite and weak woman.

No matter how you look at it, the result is the same.

However, when they thought of the delicate little girl being beaten and crying, her originally fair skin stained with black bruises, and begging for mercy desperately, they trembled with excitement all over!

"Kill her!"

"Break her bones!"

"If you show mercy, you'll have to clean the urine bucket for me when you get back!"

“Hahahaha, enlightenment is supreme!!!”

Amidst the violent uproar and cheers, all the onlookers on the second and third floors had expressions of unusual excitement on their faces, with crazy and bloodthirsty glints in their eyes. They waved their arms and fists high in the air, with extremely exaggerated expressions, as if they couldn't wait to come down and fight again.

Above the crowd, on the fourth floor, Ru Yongnan and four of his men appeared quietly.

Meeting her cold gaze, he actually raised the wine glass in his hand slightly.

The scarlet liquid swirled in the cup and was sent into the slightly raised corner of the mouth.