Chapter 773 Orphans and Widows

At this time, quite a few people had gathered around the truck, whispering to each other.

"What is this for? Why are there so many supplies? Is this official disaster relief?"

"There have been so many natural disasters, and you are still dreaming? The government can only give you a mutant sweet potato, which is good enough to ensure basic survival. How can they have the energy to get these for you?"

"Besides, these things may seem like a lot, but if we divide them equally among everyone, there won't be enough!"

"Yes! This must be some smuggled grain from some wealthy man!"

"Which rich man is this? This is too powerful! I see that the things are very comprehensive. The boxes in the front are all kinds of snacks and drinks, and the two boxes in the back are candles. Oh my god, there are also canned foods. It's really a complete variety. It's so luxurious!"

"Why do you have so many candles? Is it possible that the sun will never rise?"

"It's likely. The lighting products in the supermarket were sold out this morning!"

"What?? Aren't these candles... Damn, the box shouldn't be sealed tightly! These things that can be seen but not touched are not delicious!"

The discussion became more heated and the emotions became more agitated.

As soon as Annan got out of the car, a group of people with green eyes immediately surrounded her.

Everyone had the same idea in mind: if they killed the truck's owner, the items would be theirs...

But soon, the group of people closest to Annan stopped and dared not get too close.

It’s not that he was afraid of Annan, but the fact that she was carrying a very eye-catching submachine gun on her back.

It's the kind of submachine gun that can kill a group of people in an instant.

People's faces don't look good.

No wonder he was so arrogant. He dared to escort so many supplies by himself without even sealing the boxes properly. It turned out that he had powerful thermal weapons on him.

These people would take a chance on any pistol, hoping to gain wealth and fame through risk, but they really wouldn't dare to take a chance on a submachine gun, a weapon that can fire in large quantities.

The whole group of people stopped and no one dared to move forward.

Of course, I was unwilling to leave, so I just stayed where I was.

A dozen boxes of supplies were really too tempting.

Soon someone couldn't help asking, "Hello, ma'am... who are you from?"

Because Annan covered herself tightly with a hat and a mask and dressed in a relatively neutral style, it was difficult to tell her gender at first glance. People could only guess that she was a woman based on her body shape.

Annan did not answer their questions, but just shouted:

"I have too much stuff to move here by myself, so I need a few people to help me move it to the fifth floor of the unit next door. Each person will move one box, and the reward is a candle. Anyone willing?"

Although the price is not too high, moving something is just a piece of cake, and it is worth it even if you only get a little reward.

What's more, when moving things upstairs, you can also find out who these things belong to and what the situation is at home.

So a group of people immediately raised their hands at the same time:

"Me, me, me! I can do it!"

"So can I!"

"I'm strong! Choose me, choose me!"

Since there were so many people, everyone was scrambling to get in, and there was even some infighting.

"Choose me, choose me! We two brothers can move it. We only need one candle."

"Choose us. We are a family of three and we only need one candle!"

"I don't want money! No reward!"

"I don't need it! I have plenty of energy, it's just a piece of cake, why should I pay for it?"

Annan was watching from the side, smacking his lips in amazement.

I didn't expect that not only were all industries in a state of involution before the natural disaster, but now it's the end of the world, and everyone is still able to get involved.

She didn't hesitate to use the candles. She picked out some people with sneaky eyes and faces who looked like bad people from among those who were particularly positive.

After giving each person a candle, he locked the car and directed them to carry their things upstairs.

Those who were chosen were all cunning. After each of them carried a box of supplies, they did not rush forward, but instead surrounded Annan as much as possible.

Two brave ones took the opportunity to inquire about the origins of these supplies again.

"Sister, are all these things yours?"

"We have no ill intentions, we are just curious about where you got so many supplies."

Annan curled his lips, and while accompanying them to climb the stairs, he loosened his mask and answered in a voice that everyone could hear:

"It's not mine. I'm just an errand boy."

Seeing that she was willing to answer, these people immediately continued to ask, "Oh, then this family must be a powerful person, right?"

Annan slowed down his pace and shook his head, saying, "He's not a powerful figure. He's just an orphan and a widow."

When these people heard that they were orphans and a widow, their eyes immediately lit up.

Then he continued to probe: "They are not just an ordinary orphan and widow, right? They were able to get so many supplies, and even had someone like my sister personally deliver them with a gun. Their identities must be extraordinary."

Annan pretended to be overwhelmed by their flattery:

"That's right! How dare these two women order me around!"

After a pause, he complained, "I have no choice. I have to come here because of the order of our boss."

Then he pretended to be mysterious and said, "Deputy Chief Yao, you know, right?"

Of course not everyone knew this, but a few well-informed people quickly nodded and said, "Of course we know."

Another person specifically asked: "I heard that he met with an accident yesterday and died?"

The people around looked at the man in surprise: "Is this true?"

The man nodded and said, "Really? My neighbor works for the government, and the news has spread among their internal staff."

Annan glanced at him and praised him, "This young man is well-informed. Yes, Deputy Chief Yao and his wife were assassinated yesterday for no apparent reason."

Then he said mysteriously, "The one upstairs is the mistress of Deputy Chief Yao."

A group of people looked at each other.

The well-informed young man frowned and said, "I heard that Deputy Chief Yao's mistress was killed by her daughter, wasn't she?"

Annan spoke nonsense without blushing or beating his heart:

"You said that she was not a mistress, but a fourth mistress. She was too incompetent and was used as a shield by Deputy Chief Yao."

Then he pursed his lips and said, "The one upstairs is the real lover of Deputy Chief Yao who has been with him for many years."

A group of people suddenly realized: "So that's it!"

Some people also raised questions: "Since Deputy Chief Yao is already dead, why would anyone send supplies to this orphan and widow?"