The middle-aged man who stopped them pointed at the bag on Shen Nanxing's chest, a gleam of covetousness in his eyes. "Leave what's inside, and we'll let you through; otherwise—"
He grabbed the shovel that was standing against the wall and slammed it heavily on the ground.
The middle-aged man completely disregarded Jiang Nian'an and her companion.
The people who live here are all ordinary people without any special abilities.
Those people with superpowers wouldn't deign to come here.
So he never considered that the two of them were superhumans.
The survivors in the passage saw the commotion and quickly retreated back into their houses, only pressing their ears against the door to listen intently.
Shen Nanxing, annoyed by his excessive talking, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the middle-aged man by the neck.
'Well'
The middle-aged man's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he desperately tried to pull Shen Nanxing's hand away.
But Shen Nanxing's hand was like an iron clamp, tightly gripping the middle-aged man's neck, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free even a fraction of an inch.
"Damn it, you're asking for trouble! Let go of Zheng Ge right now!"
A young man in his early twenties rushed up from the side, wielding a hammer.
Shen Nanxing raised his long leg and kicked him flying.
Simultaneously, he activated his supernatural power, causing lightning to surge violently in the narrow passage, blinding the group of people around him.
"Lightning... Lightning-type ability user!"
Immediately, someone screamed.
This is not something they can handle.
The group immediately scattered like birds and beasts, rushing into the nearby basement.
The middle-aged man was already so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. When he saw that his accomplices had abandoned him, his face turned ashen, and even his lips began to tremble.
"Brother Chen, it's good that they're scared. Let's take care of business first."
Jiang Nian'an stepped out from behind him, her gaze sweeping over the middle-aged man's face with a cold expression.
Upon hearing Jiang Nian'an's words, Shen Nanxing loosened his grip, throwing the middle-aged man aside. "Get lost!"
"I'm leaving! I'm leaving!"
The middle-aged man scrambled and crawled to the ground.
He dared not return to his lodgings under their noses; what if they came back looking for him after they finished their business...?
He'd better go up there and hide for a while, then come back later.
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