A pale blue sword flew out from the source of the sound, blocking the knife Wei Ming was throwing at Zhang Yang. Wei Ming calmly walked to the center of the living room and stood facing Zhang Yang.

"Who are you?!" Wei Ming stared at the woman in front of him, glancing around with questioning eyes, while his subordinates all shook their heads.

Just as she was wondering, Jiang Ruan spoke up, "Someone you can't afford to offend!"

"Can't afford to offend him?" Wei Ming suddenly laughed, his unrestrained gaze fixed on the light blue sword in Jiang Ruan's hand.

“My reputation as Wei Ming is known to everyone in the underworld. How could you be so ignorant? But I am a magnanimous person and will not hold a grudge against a petty person. As long as you give me this sword unconditionally and bring me some food and supplies to my car, then our feud will be over.”

Otherwise, you'll regret experiencing my methods.

"Hahahaha, how arrogant! Be careful, Ruan Ruan will beat you to a pulp first, then we'll see if you're still so arrogant." An Xia laughed, covering her neck. She knew Ruan Ruan was there when Zhang Yang arrived, so she wasn't afraid at all.

But she laughed so hard that she aggravated the wounds on her neck and around her mouth, and cried out in pain.

"Zhang Yang, take the three of them to rest first. I'll take care of things here." Jiang Ruan was worried about the three of them and called them back.

As for Wei Ming and the others, she has plenty of methods to deal with them!

"What, you sent everyone away so you could secretly give me the sword?" Wei Ming's face was full of lewd smiles.

But Jiang Ruan kept watching the departing group until they disappeared before turning her gaze over.

"Want this sword? I can give it to you, but whether you can actually get it is up to you!" Jiang Ruan saw the greed in Wei Ming's eyes, as well as the curious glances from outside.

She didn't intend to hide anything; after all, it was just a living room on the first floor, so what difference would it make if someone saw it?

"Tell me, money and status, I can promise you anything you ask for!" Wei Ming made boastful claims. In this era, money had long lost its original value; jewelry, jade, gold, silver, and cloth were the real commodities in circulation.

It's not that they're particularly practical, but rather for two reasons. First, as substitutes for crystals in the post-apocalyptic world, pearls, jade, and other gemstones might help you level up later if you trigger a certain superpower.

Secondly, it was for future planning. In the later stages of the apocalypse, when zombies fall and humans awaken, it is this desire for material things and power that allows them to deliver the final blow.

Therefore, the money Wei Ming mentioned had long lost its original purchasing power, and his promises were utter nonsense.

"I don't want any of that. Let's make a bet: within three steps, I'll make you cut off your own hair. If you succeed, you'll cripple your hands or feet, then quickly get outside and shout at the door, 'Grandma, I was wrong! I'll never do it again!'"

"If I can't do it, this sword is yours."

"Do you dare or not?"

Adhering to the principle of fairness, Jiang Ruan gave him a chance, a very slim chance.

She saw Wei Ming looking down in thought, knowing he was weighing the pros and cons. But no matter which option he chose, he had to pay the price today. She couldn't take the sword away, and she didn't care about taking his life either.

As for that hand, it touched Anxia and hurt her; leaving it there is like giving the sycamore tree by the door some nourishment.

"Come on, let's see how you do it in three steps." Wei Ming's face was full of disbelief, and he even seemed to be watching a joke.

The expected answer did not surprise Jiang Ruan much.

Even at the door, the strong smell of blood stimulated his sense of smell, which in turn affected the baby sleeping peacefully inside. The baby became so agitated that he broke through the spatial limitations and awakened a secondary ability.

Sub-abilities are a subfield under the main superpower, basically including remote control, teleportation, etc. What Jiang Ruan experienced this time was remote control; she could manipulate people's brains to control people within ten meters of her.

This includes manipulating his actions and thoughts.

Everything has its advantages and disadvantages, its good and its bad. This ability is not only short-lived, but it also depletes the user's mental energy and increases their fatigue.

Jiang Ruan listened attentively to Xiao Yu's detailed explanation, so she let Zhang Yang come over first, and then came in herself after listening to the explanation.

Now is a good opportunity to conduct experiments.

She took two steps forward, estimated the distance to be about three meters from Wei Ming, chuckled softly, and under his questioning gaze, put her hands behind her back, half-closed her eyes, and slowly uttered three words: "Cut your hair!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Ming's hand involuntarily took out a knife and slashed at his head. Then, he pulled up a small strand of hair and cut it off in front of everyone's eyes.

In just ten seconds, everything was settled.

Wei Ming stared wide-eyed at the stray hairs falling in front of him. He hadn't expected to lose such a simple bet. She, too, hadn't expected that she would uncontrollably obey her and actually cut her hair.

"Big brother, you..." The younger brother stepped forward to support Wei Ming, his forehead covered in sweat from nervousness and fear.

"Let go!" Wei Ming suddenly stood up, his hands trembling as he pointed at Jiang Ruan. "Witch, you must have used some kind of witchcraft. How could I possibly cut my own hair? It's all your fault! You know witchcraft!"

"Tch..." Jiang Ruan waved her hand, concealing the light blue sword, and walked step by step towards Wei Ming, her gaze level with his. "What? Trying to renege on your debt?"

Wei Ming's face turned pale and then flushed when he heard that question, and he avoided eye contact.

"No, no, I would never renege on my debt, but I think you're cheating, you..."

"Shh! Since you're not going to renege on your debt, then a real man should take responsibility. Will you do it yourself, or should I?" Jiang Ruan put her hand to her mouth, stopping him from further powerless resistance.

"I'll do it myself!" Wei Ming answered without thinking, and as soon as he finished speaking, he pushed his subordinate over as if he had oiled his feet, and threw out a smoke bomb that he had taken out from somewhere.

It ran away on its own!

Amidst the smoke, a bright light flashed, and immediately someone screamed, a heart-wrenching scream that shook the entire building.

As the smoke cleared, everyone could finally see what had happened.

At the entrance, Wei Ming was kneeling on the ground with his hands severed and carelessly discarded to one side. His clothes showed signs of struggle, but the bloodstains on his wrists seemed to have been deliberately smeared, covering the door.

"It's really dirty. Looks like we'll have to wash the door again. We'll have to get Zhang Yang to do it; he's strong and experienced." Jiang Ruan shook her head after seeing this, then walked over to the tea table with her hands behind her back.

After being busy for a while, I was a little thirsty.

At this moment, the injured Wei Ming glared fiercely at Jiang Ruan and cursed, "You witch, I'm going to kill you!"