Conflict breaks out again
A joyful and somewhat excited voice came from the deepest part of the theater.
Jiang Miao relaxed for a moment, looking at Li Chongyu stumbling into the hall in half a pair of straw sandals. She looked him up and down, and finally decided not to interfere in matters that were not her business, and asked him why she came to see him this time: "Can you still make arrows here?"
"Yes, I can, but I don't have much pig iron left from the mountain. If I want to make it, I need raw materials."
Jiang Miao closed his eyes and scanned the space, then said: "The material is not a problem, but this time I want you to make an arrow completely different from the last time. If possible, you can design a pattern and carve it on it."
"Ah?" Li Chongyu touched his head: "It should be no problem. What is Sister Miao going to do this time?"
"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Jiang Miao warned him coldly, took off his backpack and handed him the plastic bag inside: "Deposit, give me the materials you have first, and I'll send them to you tomorrow."
Li Chongyu looked at the plastic bag in front of him, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart. The smoke from the kitchen was different from other people. Although his face was cold, he never reduced his salary.
"Okay." He reached out and slowly took it in his hand. Perhaps it was the full weight that gave him the courage to speak: "Um, Sister Miao."
Jiang Miao raised his head: "What's the matter?"
Li Chongyu gritted his teeth and said, "Can you help me find a place to stay? I will pay you back for the board and lodging expenses when I work as a blacksmith in the future. If it's not enough, I will stand guard for you when you go out to look for things! Can you take me away from this damn place?"
This request is a bit abrupt.
Jiang Miao glanced at the empty cinema. Even the vending machine in the corner still had a few bags of snacks lying alone in the cabinet.
"Are you not having a good time here?"
Speaking of this, Li Chongyu suddenly became depressed like a deflated balloon: "I was mistakenly regarded as a serial killer who committed many evil deeds and was isolated in this movie theater."
Since the end of the world, Jiang Miao has rarely been interested in anything, except for the strange fragrance and the miraculous experience of the little Taoist priest.
"Well, tell me about it."
Li Chongyu pouted, "I thought what you said made sense. Plus, the weather was getting hotter and the riverbed next to the bridge was getting lower, so I took my belongings and found the nearest shopping mall and sneaked in. It was the Yunda Shopping Mall."
"It was so crowded that I couldn't even get to the fourth floor cinema, so I could only spend the day in the clothing store on the first floor. As a result, when I woke up the next night, everyone in the clothing store was dying of heat!
Many people avoided that place, so I quickly changed places and went to a jewelry store. But when I woke up, everyone in the store was dying of heat and I was the only one left.
This happened several times in a row, and hundreds of people died. The people here avoided me like the plague and spread rumors that I didn’t like sleeping in the same place with others, so they killed them all. Finally, in order to separate me, they allocated a separate cinema for me. ”
The weather is hot and crowded, and the clothing and jewelry stores are not open-air shops, so it is naturally even more unbearable. In the previous life, the shopping mall also died one store after another. After all, in order to ensure warmth in winter and coolness in summer, the mall's sealing effect and fresh air system are very well done. But once there is a power outage, this place is like Laozi's alchemy furnace, and the air is full of carbon dioxide.
This kid is lucky enough to survive, probably because he has loved blacksmithing since he was a child and has a certain tolerance to high temperatures.
"Isn't it good for you to have your own territory in the business world?" Jiang Miao's expression showed no joy or anger, as if he was just simply confused.
"Not good." Li Chongyu looked a little aggrieved: "They have isolated me, misunderstood me, and kept saying that I am a murderer. If this gets to the ears of my master and senior brothers, I will be in trouble!"
Jiang Miao suggested: "They isolate you and misunderstand you, but they are also afraid of you. You can even take advantage of the situation and establish yourself as a king."
Li Chongyu said seriously about this question: "We Taoists believe in following the laws of nature. Such a strange natural disaster is the will of heaven and cannot be reversed by human power. Taking advantage of this chaotic world to pretend to be a tyrant is against the will of heaven and the law of Taoism. It is absolutely unacceptable."
“And…” Li Chongyu lowered his head.
"What."
"Besides, when I leave, they won't have to run away in fear when they see me, and they won't have to stay away from the entire fourth floor for three or five days when they hear that I'm sharpening a new dagger."
"..." Such a naive little Taoist priest is rare. Jiang Miao replied calmly: "Okay, I'll find a new place for you to live when I have the chance."
"Thank you, Sister Miao!" Li Chongyu seemed very excited. He himself was a person of pure and kind nature. Every day he was looked at with defensive and fearful eyes, and he felt as uncomfortable as if he had taken coptis medicine.
After finishing the work, Jiang Miao turned around and left the mall.
The crowd that had been coveting her when they first arrived was now unusually quiet. Perhaps they had discovered that she knew the young Taoist priest on the fourth floor, and so they began to avoid her.
In Jiang Miao's view, this feeling of being feared is an absolute symbol of strength and a full sense of security. There are actually people who are troubled by this. Jiang Miao curled the corners of his mouth, lowered the brim of his hat, and quickly left Yunda Shopping Mall.
Last night's Museum Night caused a stir at the Ancheng Police Department.
Although no bodies were found and the surveillance could not be restored to the state before the Trojan virus invaded, the bloodstains and broken glass inside showed that a gunfight had taken place there, and even several shotgun shells and steel balls were found scattered on the ground.
Experts determined that the gun was from abroad.
Guns are banned in China, and Jiang Miao knew that this matter would inevitably attract the attention of relevant departments. In the future, if he wanted to use a gun within the municipal jurisdiction and the base, he would first consider whether his identity would be exposed.
This is also the reason why she came to find Li Chongyu. Before the social order was completely disrupted, Jiang Miao did not want to expose herself to official attention.
After returning to Lanwan Community, Jiang Miao took a deep breath and walked up the stairs to Building 6.
After all, it was her own house, so why should she just give it away like that? And somehow, she subconsciously felt that Su Heng was not a bloodthirsty maniac.
Perhaps it was because he was confused by his usual lazy style, which made Jiang Miao feel that he still couldn't let his guard down easily.
"…I don't understand what the fuck is protection money! Protection money, protection money!"
"But why should I pay if I don't need protection?"
As soon as Jiang Miao reached the eleventh floor, he heard a commotion upstairs. Yan Jiaqing next to him immediately opened the door and yelled upstairs: "Brother Meng, that woman is back!"
Yan Jiaqing has always had the habit of looking at people with cat's eyes, and he noticed it as soon as Jiang Miao came.
Five or six big men came upstairs and surrounded Jiang Miao. Wen Meng was surprised and said, "Brother Hu, this is the owner of the twelfth floor I told you about!"
Wen Meng secretly joined the Qinglong Gang and persuaded the property management to obtain the owners' information and began to exploit the residents of the entire Lanwan community, demanding that they pay protection fees, otherwise they would not step forward to mediate if the Qinglong Gang brought people to cause trouble.
It is protection money in the true sense.
At the beginning, there were some people who firmly refused such unfair terms, but after being wiped out several times, Fu Hui took the lead and obeyed them. Then everyone gradually gave up resistance and had to offer surrender to protect their family's safety.
Wen Meng and others were rampant in the Lanwan Community, but they could not conquer the twelfth floor of Building 6, and they coveted it more and more. After finally waiting for the temperature to drop a little, of course they would rush to take it over first!
Looking at the weak little girl who was alone in the corridor, Wen Meng's eyes showed greed. Such a pretty girl is rare nowadays. If he could bring her back, it would be a great achievement!
Including Yan Jiaqing at the back, there are six people in total, including Brother Hu, Wen Meng, the third brother, and two tattooed brothers. Jiang Miao asked calmly, "What do you want from me?"
"Protection fee! Protection fee!" The third brother said angrily, "Where did you pick up this pretty boy from? He looks like a retard. Doesn't he even understand the meaning of protection fee?"
"I won't give it to you because your reasoning doesn't convince me." Su Heng stood on the stairs on the twelfth floor, looking down at me, leaning his elbows on the railing and answering lazily, "You can't even beat that little girl, so why should you ask me for protection money?"
One of the younger brothers shouted angrily: "What the hell are you talking about! Do you believe I will beat you to death?"
Jiang Miao pinched his forehead helplessly. Isn't this guy too arrogant? Didn't anyone teach him the way of life that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot down, and the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind?
Wen Meng urged: "What nonsense! Brother Hu, the power grid gate is open, let's quickly take the people down and go into the room to look for supplies!"
It happened so quickly that no one could see clearly when Jiang Miao had a sword in her hand. She had already slashed at Wen Meng's left shoulder with the sword. One of the younger brothers reacted quickly and drew his sword to chop at him, but was kicked away by Jiang Miao!
Wen Meng covered his shoulder and cursed a few times, then shouted: "Third brother, kill her!"
The third brother was puzzled: "Brother Meng, didn't you say you wanted to give this woman to the Qinglong Gang?"
Wen Meng kicked him hard: "Damn it, you still care so much now!"
As the fight broke out, Brother Tiger pulled out a bone-chopping knife from his waist and raised it toward the sky: "Acai, rush over and tie him up alive!"
Then he let out an obscene laugh, his eyes lingering on the delicate and timeless face upstairs, his eyes full of greed: "This pretty boy is so damn good-looking, I've been looking for little boys all my life and none of them are as good-looking as him!"
Brother Hu had no intention of helping Wen Meng. In his opinion, if three men couldn't tie down a woman, they might as well die. He had beauties to serve on his side.
Hearing these words suddenly, Jiang Miao almost staggered and couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Brother Hu.
She knew that Brother Hu was a homosexual in his previous life, but she didn't expect that he was still so bold and reckless. She had to be cautious when she wanted to take action against the guy upstairs, but this short-lived guy shouted it out so loudly.
Brother Hu rubbed his hands and called his brothers to come up.
Su Heng lowered his eyes and looked at the fat man downstairs. He looked silly, but his heart was high as the sky and his life was thin as paper. He supported himself with his elbows and moved leisurely, speaking in a lazy tone: "Don't be stupid, otherwise you will look more like a pig."
Perhaps it was the calm and composed attitude of the beauty upstairs that stimulated Brother Hu and his group. The bone-cutting knives in their hands creaked, and they dared not rush forward rashly.
"What the hell am I afraid of? I'm here!" Brother Hu was blinded by lust and rushed forward with a bone-cutting knife in hand.
After Pighead came up grunting, Su Heng turned around and jumped down the stairs, holding the railing. The stairwell of the split-level commercial apartment was four or five meters high. He landed on the ground with his hands behind his back, gracefully and lightly, as if there was no gravity.
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