Base life begins
The construction of the base was in full swing. Jiang Miao picked out some reinforced concrete from the space and exchanged them for enough contribution points for Su Le and the others. He didn't need to transfer out the remaining points in his own account.
As there were too many candidates selected, this time she chose villa No. 58, which was located on the edge of the villa area. Since they were all on the outermost edge anyway, she might as well pick one in the corner for peace and quiet.
Now she just has to wait for the base to be completed so that she, as one of the early batch, can be the first to move in and decorate her house.
"Are you moving soon?" Su Heng lazily leaned on the sofa: "Why did you even put away the projector?"
"Yes, we have to move to the base." Jiang Miao packed the things he was going to bring in separately. After all, he couldn't go into the base empty-handed as that would arouse suspicion.
July 1st, good luck.
The base finally opened up early batch quotas. Among this group of people are only municipal staff and owners of the villa area. The houses in the villa area were booked early, and the municipal staff had priority in choosing houses if they entered first.
The first batch of draws will be held in seven days, which means that those who are lucky enough to get in first will be eligible to choose a house first.
Since it was a villa, Jiang Miao had extra quota to bring her family into the base. She didn't have many family members and the quota was vacant anyway, so she brought the three-person group in together.
After discussing it among themselves, they felt that it would be safer for them to live together, so Jiang Miao gave them some advice, asking them to choose a house next to the municipal government center. Not only would it be safe, but they would also be able to get the information in time if there was any disturbance.
The owners of the villa area and municipal staff came in one after another, allowing Su Le and his friends to grab a pretty good house.
There are three rooms in 303 on the third floor with an area of 120 square meters. It is more than enough for the three of them to buy the house, and there is still enough money left to support their lives in the base for a period of time.
After saying goodbye to his friends, Jiang Miao carried his luggage and followed the guidance of the base staff to his own villa No. 58.
The bare courtyard had a gray cement floor and was a bare room without even doors or windows.
Staff: "This is it. I have to go and receive other survivors, so I won't stay any longer."
Jiang Miao nodded and began to look around his new house.
It’s a small two-story building, each floor is about 90 square meters, more than enough for two people to live in.
Su Heng, who was hiding nearby, showed up and leaned against the wall when he saw the people walking away: "Hmm, I feel dizzy."
There were still many things to do in the new house, so Jiang Miao really had no time to comfort him: "I told you to stay in the basement first, and I'll come pick you up after I'm done here, but you didn't listen."
"I can help out." Su Heng endured the pain in his consciousness and stood up to help clean up the overgrown yard.
The first day was just a simple matter of clearing out the debris, installing doors and windows, and having a place to live.
After packing up all these, Jiang Miao prepared to go out for a walk. After all, she had never been to the base in her previous life, and she was always curious about this place.
Seeing this, Su Heng wanted to follow as well.
Jiang Miao didn't agree at first, but thinking that the rooms were all bare-bones now, and most of the people coming in today were renovation workers, there were few people and it was in the villa area, so he didn't stop them.
Building 58 is located on the edge of the villa area. The road at the base is a cement road, but here it is an asphalt road with a green belt next to it.
Although she did not participate in the planting, she knew that in the nearly one year since the flood receded, professors and students at the College of Agriculture have been actively researching and developing the planting of crops such as rice, wheat, and corn, and have successfully put them into mass production.
I just didn't expect that some people would deliberately plant ornamental plants like this that have no edible or practical value.
Walking to a small pond to rest, she was no longer surprised to see seven or eight koi fish in it.
It’s really a win if you can get it for free.
After visiting all the places he could go, Jiang Miao discovered that the villas here were actually divided into different levels.
There are only five buildings in the center, each of which covers an area of four to five hundred square meters and has four floors. They are also equipped with standard features of a single-family villa, such as a swimming pool and a racecourse.
The second circle extends from the five buildings in the center to the surrounding areas, with buildings 6 to 15. Not only are they half the size, they are also only three stories high.
The third circle is buildings 16 to 30, with an area of only about 200 square meters and two floors.
The outermost ones are buildings 31 to 58, with an area of 150 square meters and also two stories high.
The municipal government also knows that building villas on the base will always attract too much attention, but the safety of many entrepreneurs who have made great contributions to the base and some leaders must be taken into consideration.
So a three-meter-high wall was built to enclose this large area, forming a barrier so that people outside could not see what was inside and could not come in easily.
The evening breeze is blowing, and walking on the asphalt road is surrounded by well-maintained green belts. Everywhere is clean and tidy. It feels like a world away from the severe cold and heat, floods and earthquakes that we have experienced in the past, and it seems unreal.
And this feeling of taking a walk after dinner in the evening seemed a century away from her.
The two of them were walking in the scenic neighborhood. Su Heng also liked the feeling of walking slowly on the road with her. This harmonious atmosphere seemed to make people feel calmer.
But once there are people on the street, they will stare at them, and the rate of people turning back to look at them is very high.
After taking a walk and getting a general understanding of the situation, Jiang Miao discovered that his villa was the last one and was the farthest from the entrance of the community.
Maybe they deliberately chose the number 58 for the sake of luck. In addition, the circle was not so regular, and some corners were difficult to plan. There was an empty area of more than ten square meters in front of her yard.
Jiang Miao made a prompt decision to enclose this small piece of land. Whether it was for farming or ensuring safety, a larger yard with a wider view would make people feel more comfortable.
It was getting dark, Jiang Miao and Su Heng each stayed in their room on the second floor and had a good sleep.
When he woke up the next day, there were a lot of things waiting to be done. Jiang Miao rolled up his sleeves and worked hard to build the wall first.
It’s not that I don’t trust the three-meter-high outer wall…
Well, it's just distrust. After all, she is always uneasy about fortifications that she hasn't built herself.
This place is different from the basement. There will be more and more people in the base, and many survivors around Ancheng will also come here. The villa area is sometimes a sitting duck for riots, and the first to suffer are definitely those people in the outer circle.
Jiang Miao laid the foundation and steel bars. He did not use red bricks but instead used stones as bricks. They were extremely hard and very beautiful.
The immortal came over to help after waking up, but his long hair and long sleeves made it inconvenient for him to work, so a puff of smoke flashed in his hand and he turned into a young man with narrow sleeves and tied hair, with a youthful look between his brows.
"You look better with your hair tied up than let down." Jiang Miao squinted and looked at him. His profile was facing the morning sun, his nose was angular, and his features were clear and cool. He looked like a work of art.
Su Heng raised his hand and touched his hair bun, looking a little silly: "Then I will always wear it tied up in the future."
"Can."
The two worked together skillfully for three or four days and finally built a tall and large stone wall.
In the evening, Su Le and his friends went to the villa area to look for someone, but there were many bodyguards guarding the gate of the villa area. They claimed that only the owner of the house could enter, and the rest of the people needed to be picked up by the owner in person. So they had no choice but to return in disappointment.
With the solid stone wall as protection, Jiang Miao was able to add some equipment to the yard, such as a tiller, a sprinkler rod, a small stone fence, etc.
Now in this doomsday it is better to plant some fruits, vegetables and leaves instead of flowers and plants. They are both beautiful and practical.
After the courtyard was roughly planned, Jiang Miao turned his attention to the house.
She planned to simply paint the first floor with putty, and install an iron gate in the middle of the stairs and lock it like in the Blue Bay community to ensure safety and privacy.
Then the living room on the second floor is paved with floor tiles and ceramic tiles, painted with latex paint and decorated with various furniture to achieve fine decoration and ensure the quality of life.
As for the plumbing and electricity wiring, Jiang Miao could do it by laying tiles, but this kind of work has to be left to professionals. She plans to ask the construction team that is renovating the villa tomorrow to find out the price.
After a simple dinner of pan-fried salmon and stir-fried asparagus, Jiang Miao stretched and put the plate into the space.
I really don’t want to wash dishes these days. I’ll throw them all into the dishwasher once the new house is finished.
Seeing that she was full, Su Heng's mood also improved: "Are you done eating? Do you want to go out for a walk?"
I don’t know if the Immortal King is just bored lately or what, he wants to come and watch her eat even though he doesn’t eat himself, which makes her feel quite embarrassed.
"No, I'm exhausted after several days. I want to rest early today."
Even though it was just moving stones and building a wall, the amount of exercise was no less than practicing boxing for several hours, and even more tiring.
Jiang Miao got up and went back to his room, planning to take a comfortable bath.
"Okay." Su Heng looked at her clothes which looked very strange compared to others. She seemed to have always been bothered by this outfit.
He then tilted his head to meditate for a moment, and then he made a hand gesture to change into a dark-colored Taoist robe with a slanted collar and buttons, and a jade-white long gown inside. His hair was tied behind his head with a Tai Chi jade buckle, which made him look like an immortal. It was as if he had lived in a Taoist temple since he was a child and was worshipped by incense and grew up to look like this now.
Although there are no immortals in this world, there are Taoists who practice Taoism. The little Taoist priest Li Chongyu often wears a short top with a buttoned collar, so it is not strange to see him dressed like this.
Su Heng raised his hands and looked around, feeling very satisfied. However, he had been using his spiritual power too frequently in recent days and the backlash had worsened, so he went to rest.
The next morning, Jiang Miao got up and had breakfast. He knocked on Xianjun's door and found that he was still asleep. He then went to three or five construction teams in the villa area to inquire about the prices of water and electricity.
It was agreed upon that twenty-eight contribution points plus half a pound of salt, and Jiang Miao also gave a box of cigarettes to the construction team and asked them to arrange their schedule. They promised that someone would be able to come the day after tomorrow.
The walls of 58 villas were repaired after a few days, and the other villas were also completed one after another. The garden greenway and swimming pool fountain also took shape.
Jiang Miao looked around and decided that his own yard was the most practical.
The five large villas in the center are surrounded by fences. Although you can see inside through the gaps, there is a barrier between them and the outside world and you cannot enter or exit at will.
Jiang Miao walked around the community and then went out to the base for a stroll.
The entire base is built in a large area, and the utilization rate of the buildings inside is also very high. The government affairs center has been moved to the center of the base. When Jiang Miao walked in, he happened to meet the volunteer Xiao Yang, with whom he had spoken a few words before.
"Xiao Yang."
Director Yang turned around and saw a beautiful girl he didn't know: "Who are you?"
"Oh, you know my grandpa, right?" She leaned over and whispered, "The one who gave you a cigarette."
Director Yang suddenly realized and should thank the old man for the cigarette, otherwise he would not have had the chance to become deputy director.
Now that the government affairs center has moved into the base, the former director Gao Sheng has been transferred to the base's general office, and he, the deputy director, has immediately taken office as the top leader.
"Oh, I remember, I remember." Director Yang was very enthusiastic. "How is the old man?"
"It's okay." Jiang Miao glanced at the staff behind him, "You've been promoted, what's your name now?"
The person behind him hurriedly said, "This is our Director Yang."
Jiang Miao was very understanding and said, "Hello, Director Yang. Are you free now? I saw a new noodle shop next to the government affairs center. How about having a quick meal there?"
"Sure, of course." Director Yang handed the document to his assistant. "Go get Chief Cao's signature and tell him that our government affairs center is really short of space and can only accommodate one person at most."
Director Yang then straightened his collar and said, "Excuse me, please come this way."
Next to the government affairs center are the base office, police station, agricultural science academy and other official institutions. It can be considered a small political center. Only here could a noodle restaurant be opened so quickly and serve as a small canteen for the staff.
The waiter smiled and said, "Hello, payment is this way."
Jiang Miao took out her base identification card and inserted it into the machine with a beep. Two bowls of vegetarian noodles cost her eighteen contribution points, which was quite expensive.
There was nothing fancy in the shop, so they chose a corner to sit down.
Jiang Miao got straight to the point and took out three boxes of soft jade cigarettes from his bag and handed them over: "I wonder if Director Yang has any new policy direction. If so, please reveal some of it."
If someone else asked, Director Yang would definitely not tell him.
But when the old man's family asked, they were inviting him to dinner and offering him cigarettes. After all, he was able to get to where he is today thanks to that cigarette, so they didn't hide it: "Where do you live now?"
"Over at the No. 58 Community." This was what I heard from the construction team. The entrance and exit of the villa area was built in a plain and simple manner, and it didn't even have a name in order to keep a low profile, so it was nicknamed the No. 58 Community.
Director Yang was a little surprised but also felt it was reasonable. He had long seen that the old man was not an ordinary person.
"If it's the 58th District, then this news might be even more important to you."
"Please go ahead."
The noodles came, and Director Yang said in a low voice while mixing them: "As far as I know, when the first batch of survivors from the lottery come in, our base will start to collect taxes. After all, the tax is not high now that we have just started, but the figure will be hard to predict as time goes by."
Jiang Miao thought it was very reasonable and was almost the same as what he had heard in his previous life.
After all, the base supports tens of thousands of people, and it is impossible to produce food out of thin air. Someone has to plant the land and water the crops. If someone is too lazy to pay, the base will not keep idle people drawing salaries without paying.
"So what do you mean?"
Director Yang sipped his noodles and soup and said, "The first tax payment will be after the lottery tomorrow. But everyone has just emptied their wallets to join the base, so they definitely don't have any extra contribution points and can only owe them. In order to provide food for so many people, the base has to relax its policies and let those who have extra food in stock pay taxes in advance."
Jiang Miao understood what it meant. It was to pay more taxes for a few years while the taxes were low now. When the taxes and prices went up in the future, they would not be able to be paid with the current prices.
"How much is the tax revenue for the 58th District?"
"I don't know the exact amount, but it should be at least 200 contribution points, right?"
Wow, if converted into kilograms of grain, it would be about 600 kilograms. Not everyone can afford to live in a villa without some real talent.
This number is definitely not a small amount.
Jiang Miao had an idea in mind, and asked Director Yang who lived in the five villas in the center of the Wuba District.
"There are actually only four families living in the five buildings." Director Yang whispered, "I'm telling you this, don't tell anyone else. Numbers 1 to 4 are the base commander, deputy base commander, Mayor Wen, and a wealthy businessman who returned from China, Victoria."
"......?" Jiang Miao was puzzled. "Mayor Wen hasn't left yet?"
Didn’t they say they wanted to move from Gao to Jingshi two years ago? Why are they still hesitating about Ancheng?
Director Yang: "He was originally going to leave, but I heard that he was delayed because he was implicated in a murder case. After the earthquake, our old mayor died, so Mayor Wen temporarily took over the duties of our Ancheng mayor and stayed."
Jiang Miao nodded and asked, "Why don't the other family come to stay here?"
"I don't know about that, but it must be reserved for some important person."
After the inquiry was completed and the noodles were finished, Jiang Miao deeply realized the benefits of having someone in the Municipal Center. After thinking for a while, he took out a bottle of Feitian Moutai from his backpack and said, "Please don't refuse, Director Yang. If there is anything in the future, please let me know."
Their family lived in the No. 58 neighborhood, which was a connection for Director Yang. He didn't hesitate to put the Moutai in his windbreaker and said, "Of course. What I'm talking about is not some special inside information. You can find out with a little inquiry."
"You are being modest."
"Okay, if there's nothing else I'll go back to the office. I still have a lot of things to deal with."
"Take care."
"Take me to say hello to the old man!"
"I will definitely bring it to you."
Jiang Miao watched him leave, finished his noodles and stood up, just in time to run into Luo Yajun.
"Miss!" Luo Yajun was furious, but seemed to be holding it in, her face twitching a little, "You said you would come to redeem me soon, and I've been waiting for more than a month! How could you not keep your word!"
"..." This place is close to the government affairs center, so it's not surprising to meet her here.
Jiang Miao calmly took out a tissue from his bag and wiped his mouth, "Oh, really? Sorry, I have so many things to do here that I forgot about it."
Seeing that the eldest lady did not deny it, Luo Yajun seemed to see hope again: "Then when will you come to pick me up? I just heard that you live in the 58th District, right? I can work as a housekeeper in your house. I am very good at making soup. Everyone who has tasted it says it tastes good."
"Well, but the house is still under renovation and I can't live anywhere. How about this, you go back to your post and wait, and I'll talk to you when I'm free."
Luo Yajun was afraid that she would make the man angry and embarrassed, and she also hated why she was a young lady instead of a young master, otherwise she would definitely be able to seduce him to agree to take her home right now.
"I'm sorry, Miss. I'm just too anxious and afraid that you'll abandon me. Please don't mind Yajun's blunt words."
"It's okay." Jiang Miao stood up, "Go back and wait for news."
After saying that, he left the noodle shop, thinking about going to the nearby market to buy some potatoes, sweet potatoes or something.
The day after tomorrow, the construction team will come to the house to repair water and electricity, and the owner will provide meals. She has to bring something back, and she can't conjure up food out of thin air.
Moreover, it is obvious that the food stock in her space is not enough to cook at this time, so it is better not to show it off.
Carrying five kilograms of potatoes, three kilograms of sweet potatoes and three kilograms of yams, Jiang Miao walked to the gate of the No. 58 Community.
"Stop, no outsiders are allowed to enter our community without permission." A uniformed security guard came out of the security booth behind the iron gate and immediately stopped Jiang Miao.
Jiang Miao took out his identity verification card: "I am a resident here."
The security guard glanced at him and said, "Our community doesn't recognize this. Do you have a pass?"
Pass, what is that?
"No."
The security guard looked at the innocent little girl and said, "I'm sorry, we only recognize passes here, nothing else."
Jiang Miao frowned, put the potatoes and sweet potatoes on the ground, took out the property ownership certificate from his bag and showed it to him: "Doesn't this prove that I am the owner of this place?"
The security guard still looked unmoved: "I'm sorry, we only recognize passes. We will let you go if you have a pass."
Hey, I have a bad temper, but I have never seen a dog more arrogant than its owner!
"Who said we need this pass? Why don't you call him over? I want to go with him to the base commander and have a good argument with him. Is it true that even official documents are useless? Do we have to use that lousy pass of yours?"
The security guard said fearlessly, "This is a request from our company's CEO, Mr. Chen. He is in charge of the property management of our No. 58 Community. If you have any questions, just tell Mr. Chen."
"Mr. Chen? Which Mr. Chen?"
"Who else can be Mr. Chen now, Mr. Nari Chen Dafa."
Jiang Miao had some impression of this man. He was the one who provided the excavator fleet to the base. Before the end of the world, he was just a small boss of a construction company. Now he has managed to get to this point.
To be honest, Jiang Miao had never seen such a bully in her life. She gave an ultimatum with a stern face: "Five minutes. I only give you five minutes to notify Mr. Chen. If you can't solve it, I will kick the door."
The security guard rolled up his sleeves and said, "What's wrong with you? Do you know how to follow the procedures?"
"What are you arguing about? What's that crap blocking the door?"
The security guard looked at the person behind him, immediately opened the iron gate and respectfully made way: "Hey Mr. Chen, our construction team and our security team have been keeping an eye on you day and night. What are you doing here today?"
Chen Anjie stretched his shoulders, kicked away the bag that Jiang Miao had placed on the ground, and said nonchalantly, "What are you arguing about? Pay attention, this is the most upscale place in the base, don't let just anybody come in."
As he was talking, he saw a beautiful girl standing next to him. He couldn't help but put down his sunglasses and looked her up and down: "Hey, what are you doing here, little girl? What kind of business are you doing?"
Your mouth really stinks.
Jiang Miao sneered at the open iron gate and asked the security guard, "Didn't you say that everyone who comes here needs a pass? Why doesn't he need one?"
The security guard who was originally bowing and nodding changed his expression when he met Jiang Miao: "Nonsense, he is Mr. Chen's son, Mr. Chen. Just scanning his face will be enough. Do I need a pass?"
Jiang Miao sneered: "He is really a watchdog who only smells his master's scent, but you have to know that this is not his Chen Mansion, and he has no say in the matter."
"Hey, who the hell are you to dare to talk to me? You, both of you, catch her!" Chen Anjie spat on the ground, and the two thugs behind him immediately rushed up and tried to twist Jiang Miao's arm.
She dodged by leaning forward, kicked the one on her left with a swing of her tail, and then kicked the other one in the head.
"Bitch, you're quite skilled, bah!" The one who was shot in the head spat out two mouthfuls of blood foam and pulled out a dagger as long as a palm from his waist.
The other one ran to the security booth, grabbed the wooden stick inside, and waved it vigorously.
Jiang Miao was in a bad mood and pinched his wrist: "It's a good time to stretch my muscles."
The one holding the dagger rushed over first, the sharp blade flashing white light in the sunlight. Jiang Miao narrowed her eyes slightly and dodged to the side, but the blade reacted quickly and immediately turned sideways to face her abdomen.
The blade almost cut her clothes, she jumped up to avoid it by supporting the man's shoulder with one hand, then used the force to step up and stepped on his back with her fatal foot, pinning him to the ground, leaving him unable to struggle or move.
At this time, the man with the stick also arrived. The stick was as thick as a wrist and came through the wind. Jiang Miao lifted the big man on the ground with one hand to block the attack. The big man spat out a mouthful of blood on the man, and then hit his companion, which really scared him.
Jiang Miao took advantage of his failure to react and quickly went around to the side and kicked the wooden stick away. The stick spun several times in the air and was caught in Jiang Miao's hand.
"Plop." The man who was vomiting blood fell to the ground, and the man whose stick was snatched away stood there in a daze.
"Fuck! What a waste! Get some help!" Chen Anjie kicked the man who was still standing there in a daze and gasping for breath. Seeing this, Jiang Miao immediately broke the stick by kicking it upright on the ground, and then stabbed Chen Anjie's neck fiercely.
“Ah—you, you!”
Chen Anjie was frightened and panicked, but Jiang Miao stopped at the last five centimeters.
Looking down, I saw the uneven cross-section with many wooden thorns, which caused a bloody mess when pierced.
He didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, fearing that his rolling Adam's apple would be scratched by the wooden thorns. "Lady, let's talk it over peacefully. Why do we have to resort to using knives and guns?"
Jiang Miao tilted his head: "I have said it clearly, but is anyone listening?"
The security guard was so frightened that he dared not even breathe, and hurriedly said, "Now I recognize you. From now on, you will use face recognition to enter and exit the community gate."
This group of people had evil intentions and were malicious. Jiang Miao was not willing to let them go. She was afraid that by the time they could change their minds and say black was white and white was black, she would have to go to the police station for questioning on the charge of fighting.
"Go, call Mr. Chen here. I won't let his son go until I see him."
The security guard glanced at Mr. Chen, not knowing whether he should go find someone.
Chen Anjie was so angry that he only dared to vent his anger on others: "Go the fuck up! If I die here, you will be buried with me!"
The security guard who was scolded ran to ask the boss for help. Jiang Miao forced Chen Anjie to step back, squatted down against the wall and hugged his head.
He stared fiercely at the two straight legs in front of him. It was so unlucky. He would wait until his father came with his men to see how he would deal with this little shrew!
Jiang Miao pointed his stick at the ground and said to the thug who was still breathing, "You, pick up the potatoes and sweet potatoes on the ground."
The masters were squatting by the wall, and he had just suffered a defeat, so he had no choice but to obey.
Seeing that several good potatoes were broken, Jiang Miao said angrily: "Go, take the knife from the man on the ground and peel the potatoes."
"you!"
"What do you mean by 'you'?" Jiang Miao clenched the stick and raised it up, "Try to say another word of nonsense?"
Unable to beat the opponent, the man had no choice but to swallow his anger and do what someone told him to do. He squatted on the ground and started peeling potatoes.
"The skin can't be too thick. If it is, go buy me another pound."
"Have you finished peeling the potatoes? Go and peel the sweet potatoes too."
When they finally finished peeling the sweet potatoes, Mr. Chen arrived late with a dozen of his men.
"Who, who bullies my son!"
"dad!"
Mr. Chen, who always pretends to be strong in front of others but is actually weak inside, now cries as soon as he sees his father like the naughty kid next door who had his candy taken away. It's really embarrassing.
"Mr. Chen." Jiang Miao stood there with his hands behind his back, a wooden stick across Chen Anjie's way. He could only squat there and act pitiful.
Chen Dafa looked at the familiar girl in front of him and felt as if he had seen her somewhere before: "Who are you?"
"I am an owner of the Wuba Community. I have lived here for nearly a week, and I have never heard that I don't even have an ID card or property certificate to enter and leave the community. I have to apply for a pass from you."
Speaking of the pass, Mr. Chen sneered, "Yes, I am now the chairman of our community's public security management committee, and I am responsible for the safety of the entire community. Our community is special in nature, and everyone entering and leaving needs to be identified, so that we can be responsible for the safety of every owner."
Jiang Miao was so angry that he almost laughed: "Pass? You didn't send out any notices or come to inquire, but just made a rule here. Is this how you do things, President Chen?"
"You didn't notify me?" Mr. Chen looked her up and down. "You live in the outer circle, right? We didn't have time to notify the outer circle. If you want to apply for a pass, go to Building 15 and find the manager. It costs 100 contribution points per person. I've made myself clear, haven't I?"
What the hell? It's robbery, right?
Jiang Miao put his hands into his trouser pockets and fiddled with them. He looked at Chen Dafa with a half-smile on his face and said, "Boss Chen, does our base commander know that you have been amassing wealth in private? 100 contribution points per person? If there are five or six people in the family, you will have to rob them all just to get a pass!"
"Wow, even the head of the base who lives here knows about you, who are you?" Chen Dafa was not in a hurry to redeem his unfortunate son. He had to teach this good-for-nothing bastard a lesson.
"Of course I don't have a great background, but if you still want to bully others, I don't like to suffer in silence."
Chen Dafa and his son were both so uncultured that they spat on the ground and said disdainfully, "Go, rescue the young master, and bring the young woman over as well."
The men in black suits are all thugs hired by Chen Dafa. Each of them is about 1.8 meters tall and has strong arms and a big waist.
A dozen people came over in a black mass, and the scene alone was a bit scary.
Chen Dafa looked at the little girl who was standing there motionless and taunted the security guard, "How powerful can a girl be? I think you are just a coward. Can you do the job assigned to you as a security guard? If you can't do it, tell me earlier. I have many people who want to do this job."
The security guard had no words to say: "Neng Neng, I'm just afraid that Master Chen is in her hands and I dare not act rashly. I promise that this kind of thing will not happen next time."
"Hey, are you implying something about my son?" "Ah——!"
Before he could finish his words, the men in black suits who were surrounded in a semicircle were knocked to the ground one after another, then two, three... ten.
This happened in just two minutes, and a little girl knocked down a dozen big men with her bare hands!
This is such an incredible level of strength!
Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Chen Dafa bit the cigarette butt tightly in his mouth, spat it on the ground, lifted the hem of his shirt, took out the gun and pointed it at Jiang Miao: "Damn you little rascal, I gave you face, didn't I!"
"Bang!" Jiang Miao reacted quickly and pulled the people around him to block the gun. While the next bullet was loaded, he immediately pushed the people forward. He appeared in front of Chen Dafa at a distance of about ten meters in less than two seconds.
Then, Jiang Miao kicked the gun out of his hand, and it landed accurately on the wall and got stuck. Now no one could pick it up.
"Fuck you!"
"Mr. Chen."
In a moment, Jiang Miao's dagger was already pointed at his chest: "I don't like to hear people swearing."
grass!
Chen Dafa couldn't swallow this.
He himself was a man of all kinds of backgrounds, and he had seen all kinds of rogues in the underworld over the years, but this was the first time he had seen someone who was so fierce and steady in fighting.
He gritted his teeth, unwillingly saying, "Okay, today I, Chen, am inferior to you in skills and I have to admit defeat. I will waive the fee for the pass for you."
"Heh." Jiang Miao's dagger pierced through his suit jacket. "Boss Chen, don't use that pass on me. Tell your men to remember not to cause trouble for me again. Otherwise, I won't let you down next time if you fall into my hands."
Chen Dafa was also stunned. Hearing her slap him in the face like this, he couldn't help but feel unhappy: "I say, little girl, everyone should have a limit, right? I have waived the fee for your pass, is it so difficult to ask you to enter and exit according to the rules and regulations?"
"Rules and regulations? Whose rules and regulations are these? Who are you? Why should I follow the rules you set?"
He was furious: "I am the chairman of our community's safety committee? What's wrong with me?"
Jiang Miao stared at him coldly: "Who appointed you as the president? Why didn't I, as an owner, know about it? Don't I have the right to vote?"
Chen Dafa was speechless for a moment, staring at her fiercely: "Well, if you have the guts today, use your knife to stab me through, otherwise you'll remember this! I won't let you off in the future!"
In his life, Jiang Miao hated being threatened the most. After hearing this, the hand holding the dagger pierced the skin on his chest with force, and blood immediately dyed his white shirt red.
"I didn't hear what you said."
"I, I told you not to be so arrogant!" Chen Dafa tried to control her with his backhand, but the other party reacted faster than him. The dagger rolled over his chest and cut off a piece of flesh before kicking him away.
Jiang Miao hinted: "You have to remember, this is a base, only the rules set by the base leader are called rules and regulations. Do you think you are worthy of it?"
Chen Dafa felt a sharp pain in his chest and couldn't help cursing, "Bah! You are nothing. I am the only one in charge of this community. I can make whatever rules I want and do whatever I want. I let you go but you dare to take advantage of me. Who the hell do you think you are!"
Chen Anjie took advantage of the chaos to run to his father, and dozens of bodyguards also stood in front of the boss.
"You make the rules? I want to ask if the base commander knows you're doing this. Each person gets 100 contribution points, go grab them."
Chen Anjie noticed that this person's words were incoherent, but Chen Dafa had already blurted out: "I don't care if he knows or not! My rules are my rules. Just wait, I will avenge this grudge today!"
Blood was gushing out of his chest. Chen Dafa was so angry and his adrenaline was rushing to the bottom of his lungs that he fainted soon after.
His men hurriedly carried the person away, leaving behind only the trembling security guard and the peeled potatoes, sweet potatoes and yams.
Jiang Miao took out a tissue to wipe the blood off the knife, walked over, picked up the three bags, and asked very politely: "Hello, can I come in now?"
The security guard's legs went weak: "Yes, yes, of course, of course."
"OK."
Jiang Miao walked to the gate and suddenly turned back: "Oh, right."
The security guard shuddered with fear.
"If anyone says they're looking for Jiang Miao, please show them the way. I live in Villa No. 58."
"Okay, okay, no problem Miss Jiang."
When I got home, Immortal Su Heng had already woken up. He was dressed up as a Taoist priest from Sanqing Temple and was tending to the plants in the yard.
"Why are you dressed like this?" Jiang Miao widened his eyes in disbelief. The usually unattainable Immortal King suddenly became full of worldly air.
"Thinking that there are so many people here, I changed into this outfit for the convenience of traveling in the future." Su Heng felt good about himself. "Doesn't it look good?"
Jiang Miao shook his head: "No, it's too beautiful. It feels like you can sit on the platform like a sculpture and no one will suspect you are fake."
This face, this posture, this demeanor in every gesture, he looked down upon the world with half-closed eyes, giving a feeling of a hermit who had seen through all living things, as if he had comprehended the secrets of heaven and earth.
Mysterious and mysterious.
Su Heng did not miss the surprise in her eyes: "Do you like it?"
"I like it. This outfit is much more normal than your usual clothes. Even with long hair it doesn't look out of place."
"Well, I like that too."
The atmosphere between the two was harmonious, and Jiang Miao then focused his attention on his hand: "What is this?"
Su Heng stepped aside and introduced: "This is a seed I found when I entered the Mystical Realm of Magic. I tried to plant it for a long time but failed to grow it. Now that I have nothing to do, I might as well try planting it in another place."
A secret place, that must be a good thing.
"Okay, you do it yourself, I'll go take care of these."
It was too troublesome to cook for the workers every day, so Jiang Miao decided to cook it all at once and put it in the space, and take it out when he wanted to eat.
Potatoes with canned braised pork, stir-fried sweet potatoes, sweet potato steamed pork with rice flour, and a mixture of new and old rice, although not a very good dish, but it has enough carbohydrates, protein, and oil, and is considered a good work meal by comparison.
Jiang Miao had been preparing meals for three days. When it was almost evening and she was about to finish, the security guard knocked on the door cautiously: "Miss Jiang? Is Miss Jiang here? Our base commander wants you to come over. Do you have time?"
"I have time." Jiang Miao put everything into the space, opened the door and asked, "What's the matter?"
"This, I don't know either. Why don't you go and take a look yourself?" The security guard smelled the aroma of meat and potatoes in the air and couldn't help swallowing.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
The security guard took Jiang Miao from the outer circle all the way to the innermost part and came to the entrance of the inner circle.
"Okay, I'll take you there." The security guard disappeared in a flash as if someone was chasing him.
Jiang Miao clenched the recorder in his hand.
I knew today's events wouldn't end so well, luckily she had just kept a trick up her sleeve.
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