While ostensibly in charge of the overall situation, Jia was actually just trying to get a share of Hong Qiankun's assets while he was clearing them out.
She nodded and said to Chuanliu, "Xiao Chuan, I have to go see the scene. It's such a bloody scene, maybe you shouldn't go, so as not to scare you."
Chuanliu and Zhuiming exchanged a glance. How could they let go of such an opportunity that might allow them to directly contact Jia Zuowei?
Chuanliu immediately put on an indignant expression and said, "Aunt Wang, it's too dangerous for you to go alone! How can I leave you alone? I must go with you to protect your safety!"
As she spoke, she deliberately tugged at Zhui Ming's sleeve, signaling him to express his opinion as well.
Zhuiming nodded in agreement, appearing loyal and protective of his master.
Aunt Wang looked at the two of them and shook her head inwardly, thinking to herself, "These two little brats can't even protect themselves, yet they want to protect me."
She assumed the two young people were just curious and wanted to take the opportunity to watch the excitement.
So she had no choice but to agree and went to Hong Qiankun's house with Chuanliu and Zhuiming.
Along the way, they saw many people who had rushed over after hearing the news, all of whom clearly wanted to take advantage of the situation or just watch the excitement.
Before even reaching the scene, the suffocating smell of burning filled the air, seemingly piercing the nostrils and assaulting the lungs. In the distance, the black smoke billowed like a gigantic demon, constantly emitting a nauseating odor that made it almost impossible to breathe.
Hong Qiankun's home was once a prominent place in the City of Cubes, but now it has been reduced to ruins.
The dark walls, like skin licked by fire, peeled away relentlessly, revealing the charred wood beneath. Bloodstains on the lawn resembled blooming red flowers, yet carried an air of endless desolation and terror. The stench of blood mingled with the scorching air, creating a nauseating odor.
Through the iron bars of the house, several corpses lay scattered about, their faces twisted and unrecognizable, their identities only vaguely discernible from their tattered clothing.
Hong Qiankun's body was cruelly carried out by Jia Zuowei's men and hung above the Hong family's gate.
The once undisputed "8 of Diamonds" is now unrecognizable, covered in blood, and a gruesome sight. Blood continues to drip from the corpse, a testament to death and despair.
Jia's men were busy cleaning up the scene. From time to time, some valuable items were found in the ruins, but no one dared to hide them. They were all presented to the authorities respectfully.
Jia Zuowei seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood. Ever since the vote ended, he had been sleeping much more peacefully.
Now that he has successfully eliminated Hong Qiankun, a major threat, his smile is practically overflowing.
The surrounding crowd watched all this with indifference, their eyes flashing with flattery and obsequiousness towards Jia Zuowei, but in their hearts they all harbored their own calculations, hoping to gain some benefits from this bloody purge.
Aunt Wang Wu also stepped forward and started talking to Jia Zuowei. Her tone revealed a hint of probing and calculation, clearly indicating that she also wanted to get a share of the spoils in this disaster.
"Ha, all talk and no action, but in reality, they're all about profit."
When Zhuiming's voice reached Chuanliu's ears, it was full of sarcasm and disdain.
Chuanliu glanced indifferently at Aunt Wang, who was talking to Jia Zuowei, and a complicated smile appeared on his lips. "How many people on Paradise Island can truly resist putting profit first?"
Zhui Ming snorted, "That's why I don't like associating with the people of Cube City, a bunch of hypocritical scoundrels... except for you, my boss."
Chuanliu looked at him and smiled noncommittally.
There were too many people gathered at the scene, and Jia's bodyguards gradually moved towards him, strictly controlling everyone who tried to approach him.
Seeing that Fu Baili and his gang had Jia Weiwei under tight protection, Zhui Ming said in a disappointed voice, "It seems we can't kill him today."
At this moment, Jia Zuowei also noticed Chuanliu's presence, and under Fu Baili's heavy protection, he walked to Chuanliu's side.
"Young lady, what brings you here?" Jia asked casually.
Aunt Wang, fearing that Chuanliu might say something wrong, quickly interjected, "We all came to watch after hearing that you had personally killed your enemy."
Jia squinted at Aunt Wang, seemingly displeased with her interruption, and continued to Chuanliu, "I haven't had a proper chat with you since that vote. More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and you haven't even suggested coming over for a visit?"
Chuanliu's heart stirred, and she understood the meaning of Jia Zuowei's invitation. She seized the opportunity to reply, "Brother Jia has spent a lot of money to give me many good things. I have been thinking about when to visit you, but I was worried that you would be too busy, so I did not bother you."
Jia smiled with satisfaction, "Let me know when you're coming, and I'll have someone prepare some good food and tea."
After saying that, he glanced at Zhui Ming beside him and continued, "And who is this?"
Aunt Wang interrupted again, completely disregarding the previous awkwardness, and said ingratiatingly, "He is Xiao Chuan's bodyguard."
Jia, with an air of generosity, waved his hand and said, "If you need bodyguards, just say so. I have all kinds here."
He turned to Fu Baili, who was patrolling nearby, and instructed, "Fu Xiaowu, do you have any suitable ones? Arrange one for her."
Fu Baili had been observing silently from the sidelines. His gaze lingered on Zhui Ming for a moment. Years of experience as a thug made him instinctively feel a sense of danger when facing Zhui Ming.
His thoughts were interrupted by Jia Zuowei. He was about to agree when Chuanliu stopped him.
"Thank you, Brother Jia. My bodyguard is very good, really very good."
As she spoke, the girl leaned towards the young man, nestling in his arms like a little bird seeking shelter.
Zhuiming looked down at the girl in his arms, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes. He gently kissed the top of Chuanliu's head, his slender fingers brushing past her ear and tucking a few stray hairs behind it.
It turns out this bodyguard was not the same as the other bodyguard.
Those present understood, and their smiles deepened.
Looking at the two "showing affection," Fu Baili's lingering doubts vanished.
A while later, Jia's men came to report after they had settled all of Hong Qiankun's remaining assets.
At this time, "Diamond 6" Money String and "Diamond 7" Car One also arrived one after another, but they were specially invited by Jia.
Jia looked at the ruins before him as if admiring his own masterpiece.
Chuanliu, Wang Wushen, Qian Chuan, Che Yiba.
Apart from Xu Zhi, all the non-high-rise official residents of the Block City have arrived.
The group exchanged bewildered glances, waiting for Jia to reveal his true purpose in bringing them here.
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