That must be a special ability, something beyond my sight.
Jiang Qingwan stroked her chin, pondering: This is a bit tricky.
"Just talk, why are you attacking? Why do you need me to defend myself?" Wen Ting stepped forward automatically, revealing that she was a superhuman.
"You're a superhuman, why are you still following Zhao Liang?" Jiang Qingwan asked, puzzled.
"Who do you think you are? I'm a superhuman too," Zhao Liang retorted.
"I don't believe you, you're definitely lying to me." Jiang Qingwan set a trap.
"Watch closely, my special ability is—" Zhao Liang was easily provoked and was about to demonstrate.
Another slap landed on Zhao Liang's face.
Wake Zhao Liang up.
"Are you stupid? They're trying to trick you into revealing information. Wake up," Wen Ting said curtly to Zhao Liang.
The effect was immediate. Zhao Liang's hand froze in mid-air, then he suddenly realized what was happening.
“Since you’ve made your move, I’m demanding double the reward now,” Wen Ting said coldly.
"Then tell me?" Jiang Qingwan was very curious to know what kind of doubling method it was.
"Exchange all your supplies for one barrel of oil." Wen Ting doubled the amount.
"Hiss!" Gu Ningyue's lips curled down, and she gasped. "How dare you ask for that!"
"It's not about the entertainment fee or the gas money anymore. It's about your life-saving money." Wen Ting seemed to be making a lame joke, competing with the extreme cold outside.
But everyone knows this isn't a real lame joke.
It was a harsh notification.
Jiang Qingwan lowered her eyes and looked down at her feet, as if she was thinking.
Wen Ting did not interrupt.
Just a few seconds later, Jiang Qingwan raised her head, her eyes flashing with an ambiguous look, and a laugh squeezed out from between her teeth.
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