Chapter 113: What awaits them is only a dead end.
With the presence of earth-type ability users, the destroyed high wall was rebuilt quite quickly. It was restored to its original state in less than two days. Liang Nan, who had been on high alert for this area, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As for the damaged buildings, there is no need to repair them for the time being. Not only will it waste manpower, but the most important thing is that it will waste supplies.
Anyway, no one lives here, so although it looks a bit ugly in its dilapidated state, it doesn’t have much other impact.
Doesn't this fit in perfectly with the apocalyptic wasteland style? Liang Nan joked to himself in his heart, trying to find the best humor in the situation.
Finally, after repairing and paving the damaged road nearby, the work here came to an end.
Liang Nan, who had been busy for two days, couldn't help but sigh that the destructive power of the A-level mutant was really strong. If it weren't for Jiang Jie, if they only relied on their current manpower to resist, half of the safe zone would probably be lost.
She felt more and more that it was extremely important to increase her strength and break through the bottleneck of her own abilities. Without strength, everything she did would be in vain.
In the past few days, compared to the busy lives of the superpower users in the safe zone, Jiang Jie and his friends have had a much more leisurely life.
Cheng Yuefeng hasn't shown up in the past few days. I don't know if it's because he's angry about his behavior or for some other reason, but he hasn't been seen in any case.
A week later, he learned from Liang Qun that Liu Yang and Qi Shang were discharged from the hospital smoothly. Except for some bruises on their faces, everything else had almost recovered.
This was within Jiang Yan's expectations. He had not been ruthless at the time. The injuries only looked scary. Apart from making them feel excruciating pain, there were no real injuries to their bones.
If you kill someone right away, what fun will there be afterwards?
And on the night they were discharged from the hospital, Cheng Yuefeng, whom they had not seen for a long time, came to see them.
Lin Mian was taking a shower in the bathroom at that time, and it was Jiang Jie who opened the door.
"Senior, I've been busy with so many things these days that I haven't had time to come and sit with you. Today I finally found some free time." After entering the house and sitting down on the sofa, Cheng Yuefeng pushed his glasses and smiled apologetically.
Jiang Yan sat back on the sofa, his right leg resting on his left knee, his hands supporting his head as he looked at him. "It's okay, I'm not bored here either."
"That's good." Cheng Yuefeng's glasses reflected the light, and only one eye could be seen clearly. He stared at the man opposite him and suddenly said, "I know that the attack on two of my men was done by my senior."
Jiang Jie was a little surprised that he suddenly spoke so directly. He raised his eyebrows slightly but said nothing.
"I just want to ask you, Senior," Cheng Yuefeng put his hand on the temple of his glasses and raised it slightly, saying, "Are you doing this simply because you can't stand them, or are you targeting me?"
After he finished speaking, there was no response for a long time. Jiang Yan just smiled at him and never said a word.
"It seems like they're targeting me," Cheng Yuefeng lowered his eyes and sighed, "I've been thinking about it these past few days, and I really can't figure out when I offended you. We didn't have much interaction in school, but at least in my opinion, we got along pretty well, at least we didn't have any arguments. After you graduated, we haven't seen each other since we met again here, so..."
He raised his head and asked, "Senior, can you satisfy my curiosity? What did I do to make you unhappy that you would target me like this?"
Jiang Yan listened to him speak, tapping his forehead with his fingertips intermittently. After a two-second pause, he finally spoke, "Even if I tell you, what can you do?"
"Of course I can't do anything." Cheng Yuefeng raised his hand to take off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and smiled bitterly, "With your strength, it would be too easy for you to deal with me."
He raised his head, his brown eyes without the lens covering them, reflecting the other person's figure. "I just find it hard to accept that the senior whom I have always admired actually hates me."
As he spoke, his face was somewhat dejected, and he even looked a bit pitiful.
Jiang Jie suddenly sneered. He was just like before, very good at acting. This expression of true feelings was simply disgusting.
Cheng Yuefeng's heart skipped a beat when he keenly noticed the disgust in his eyes. He really didn't understand where the man's strong malice towards him came from. He was really puzzled for some time.
The feeling that things had completely deviated from their original direction made him extremely anxious, so he decided to test the waters by asking directly in person, at least he had to understand the reason.
But at this moment he discovered that the malice expressed by the other party was stronger than he had imagined, but why was this?
"Senior..." Cheng Yuefeng called him again, gritted his teeth, leaned off the sofa, bent his knees and half-knelt in front of him, put himself in a subordinate position, looked up at him, "I don't know how I irritated you, but I think I must have made you very unhappy. I am willing to bear your emotions. You can hit me until you lose your temper, and I won't have any complaints."
He's really flexible. He thinks he can let it go by retreating to advance? Jiang Jie lowered his eyes and looked at him coldly.
Here it comes again, that look that seems to freeze all the blood in his body. Cheng Yuefeng's body is stiff, and his fingertips are trembling because of physiological fear. He suddenly clenched his fingers to suppress it.
He gritted his teeth. No, he couldn't back down. He couldn't put himself in a passive position. "Senior, I'm really sorry..."
He maintained a low profile and reached out to touch the man's knee.
Jiang Yan's eyes flashed, and he raised his foot and kicked, and the opponent's body flew out.
Lin Mian, who came out of the room while wiping his hair, happened to face this scene. He paused and wondered if he came out at the wrong time.
Over there, Cheng Yuefeng fell to the ground, feeling a sharp pain in his chest from being kicked. He almost couldn't breathe. He turned his head and coughed twice, and his throat felt fishy. He didn't expect that the other party would really start fighting as soon as he said so.
After kicking his foot, Jiang Jie rubbed it twice in disgust, saying, "Sorry, Cheng Xuedi, it's a conditioned reflex. I don't like others touching me casually. Are you okay?"
Cheng Yuefeng propped himself up and sat up, clutching his aching chest and taking two breaths. Facing his smiling face, he could only pull the corners of his mouth, "No, it's okay."
"That's good. Also, I really don't understand what you just said." Jiang Yan stood up and took two steps towards him, then knelt down, looking him in the eye, very gently. "How could I hate you, junior? The injuries to your men have nothing to do with me. I don't know why you have such a misunderstanding. Did someone say something to you?"
We had already talked to that extent just now, and now he was pretending to be confused with him. Cheng Yuefeng gritted his teeth secretly. Since he couldn't afford to offend him, he could only cooperate. "No, no, I was just distracted for a moment and wronged you, senior."
"Is that so?" Jiang Jie nodded as if he understood. "It's okay. I won't blame you. Are you okay? Can you stand up?"
He said this, but he didn't show any intention of reaching out to help him.
Cheng Yuefeng smiled, shook his head, and stood up by himself with the help of the sofa. As he moved, the pain in his chest made him gasp secretly. Damn it, he got kicked in vain and didn't even ask anything.
Jiang Jie also stood up and reached out to pick up the glasses that the other person had dropped from the carpet. He handed them to the man and said, "Junior Cheng, please don't let your imagination run wild anymore. It will only hurt our relationship."
Cheng Yuefeng took the glasses with a heavy breath, put them on his face, pushed them to fix them in place, and said, "Senior is right. I won't do this again next time."
"Just remember it," Jiang Yan said with a smile, looking like a forgiving senior. "You should think carefully about who you offended in the district and tell your subordinates to be more careful in the future. Don't let anything go wrong again."
His "well-intentioned" reminder made Cheng Yuefeng feel an inexplicable chill down his spine. The other person's backlit face was as if covered by a layer of shadow, with only a pair of dark eyes that were bright, like a beast locking onto its prey, revealing a bloodthirsty look that made him unable to help but take half a step back.
"Junior," Jiang Jie looked down at him, as if he hadn't noticed his fear. "Do you remember?"
Cheng Yuefeng swallowed and nodded stiffly, "I remember, thank you for reminding me, senior. It's getting late, I won't disturb you to rest, I'll go back first."
He came with a purpose, but when he left he seemed to be fleeing in panic, with panic evident in his back.
Jiang Yan stared at him as he walked out and sneered. Compared to Cheng Yuefeng, who had been struggling in the apocalypse for three years in his previous life, the current opponent was much more immature in mind. He was scared just like this, which made him feel a little bored.
Hearing the sound of the elevator outside, he turned his head and looked at the person standing at the door of the room who had not come to disturb him. He stretched out his hand and beckoned to him, "Come here."
Lin Mian, with a towel on his head, walked over, brushed away the wet hair from his forehead, and said, "So what exactly is he here for?"
Jiang Yan pulled him to sit on the sofa, took the towel and helped wipe his hair, saying, "You're testing me, trying to figure out why I'm targeting them, so you don't feel so passive. You're just overestimating your own mental strength."
I wanted to play the straight-forward game with him, to confront him unexpectedly and lay the matter out in the open, thinking that it was easier to guard against an open attack than a hidden one.
But unfortunately, Jiang Jie insisted on pretending to be ignorant in front of him, and even though they both knew the truth, he still wanted him to have no way to express his grievances.
What's more, in the face of absolute strength, no matter whether it is an open attack or a hidden arrow, the opponent will not be able to stop it, and what awaits them will only be a death.
As for when to die, it is up to Jiang Jie to decide.
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