Chapter 22: Black eating black?
When Ruan Anan walked over, the tall man in the lead was playing with a knife, with the sharp tip pointing at her.
Undeterred, she calmly said, "You guys are quite amusing! You've already decided to 'take advantage of the situation,' but why are you still bothering to drag my shopping to the door? What's the matter? Do you think you have too much energy?"
Her tone was so relaxed as if she was just chatting about family matters.
The knife in Qiao Wu's hand suddenly stopped, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"As expected of someone Boss Zhou has protected, he has quite a good eye!"
As he spoke, he took a step forward, his tone suddenly cold.
"But no matter how powerful Boss Zhou is, that's all past! Right now, I, Qiao Wu, have the final say in this area!"
As he spoke, he raised his chin and pointed at the vendors behind him who were silent as a mouse.
"As for why we moved out? Since I bought so many things, I have to let all the bosses take advantage of it and earn some of their hard-earned money, right?"
"Oh?" Ruan Anan seemed to have heard something interesting, with a hint of amusement in her tone, "Then according to your Master Qiao Wu's rules, what are your plans for today's matter?"
"Simple!"
Qiao Wu spread his hands, his greedy eyes entwined around Ruan Anan's bulging trouser pockets like a venomous snake, and said as a matter of course, "Don't even think about taking the stuff away. As for the money, don't even think about asking for it back if you gave it out."
He grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth. "If I'm not mistaken, the old lady should still have quite a bit of 'Great Unity' money left in her pocket, right? If you want to get out of this door in one piece, hand over the rest of your money."
"Ha!" Ruan Anan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
In this world, slogans are shouted loudly outside, and every gray loophole that can be exploited is exploited!
But...
A cold light flashed in Ruan Anan's eyes.
Since there are no rules in this place, she doesn't need to be polite!
Seeing Ruan Anan laughing, Qiao Wu and his men thought the old lady was frightened and said in a fierce voice, "What are you laughing at? If you laugh again, my knife will be blind..."
As soon as the words fell!
Qiao Wu only felt his hand lighten, and the knife that he swung so vigorously with just disappeared out of thin air!
Yes, it just disappeared! Not even a trace of it was left!
Ruan Anan had already aimed at the distance, and with a thought, she silently put the knife into space.
You want to play with me with a knife? You must be kidding. I have a cheat code. You can show off from two meters away, but I'm invincible within two meters, okay?
She sighed pretentiously and rubbed her eyes exaggeratedly. "Oh, brother, I'm old and my eyesight isn't very good. Where's your... shiny knife? Why is it gone? Did you put it away for the magic trick?"
Qiao Wu was stunned! Completely stunned!
He spread out his empty palms and looked around blankly: "Fuck! Where's my knife?"
"Fifth Brother..." The nearest wine jar seller stammered in fear, "Didn't you hide the knife?"
Another thug nearby also gasped, his voice trembling, "Fifth Brother... what kind of tricks are you playing on us brothers? Is the knife hidden in your sleeve?"
"I'm not going to hide your mother's head!" Qiao Wu angrily ripped off his old leather jacket and shook it like crazy. "Damn it! Is this a ghost?!"
A chill instantly crept up his spine.
The entire factory was dead silent!
Even the chickens, ducks and piglets in the cages that were originally humming were silent as if their necks were strangled.
Everyone's eyes, filled with surprise and fear, were focused on Ruan Anan.
Ruan Anan slowly raised her hand and pulled the green woolen headscarf covering her face upwards, revealing only a pair of eyes as cold as a pond. Her voice, piercing through the thick cloth, carried a strange, ethereal quality: "Black robs black... that's the way to deal with people. But open your eyes and look..."
She paused deliberately, her eyes scanning every terrified face, "Am I... a 'human'?"
Qiao Wu was completely enraged by this pretense, and his fear was instantly replaced by rage.
He picked up a rickety bench at his feet, swung his arms, and smashed it towards Ruan Anan with a gust of wind.
"You're playing tricks on me? I was taught to break away from feudal superstitions since I was a child..."
Ruan Anan didn't even bother to lift her eyelids. She casually raised her hand and the bench came whizzing towards her.
Gone again!
This time Qiao Wu really used all his strength, but the target disappeared out of thin air. The huge inertia carried him forward two steps, and with a "thump", he fell hard, with a mouth full of mud.
Ruan Anan curled her lips in disdain and kicked his raised butt with her toes: "It's not even Chinese New Year yet, and you're kowtowing so loudly. Auntie, I don't have any red envelopes to give you."
"Fuck..." Qiao Wu was so ashamed and angry that he struggled to get up and cursed.
"Hmm?" A cold, hard object with a breath of death pressed against his sweaty forehead without any warning!
Qiao Wu's whole body stiffened, and all the dirty words were instantly stuck in his throat.
He raised his head in horror and met Ruan Anan's half-closed eyes.
Although he couldn't see the whole picture, the icy mockery and undisguised contempt in his eyes made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave!
Ruan Anan raised her foot wearing thick cotton shoes and stepped mercilessly on Qiao Wu's back, pressing his head, which had just been raised, back into the mud.
She leaned forward slightly and poked Qiao Wu's temples with the barrel of her gun, her voice colder than ice in the winter. "I have a bad temper. What annoys me most is... people spouting dirty words, spewing crap about their parents."
She put a little more pressure on her foot and crushed it. "Come on, bark again and let me hear it? Bark... Are you not a barker by nature, or... did the cat take your tongue?"
The cold muzzle of the gun and the heavy force on his back made Qiao Wu wet his pants instantly.
Cold sweat streamed down his forehead like a stream. He desperately raised his hands upwards, shaking like a leaf in the autumn wind: "Auntie! Auntie, spare me! I was wrong! I, I, I... I'm such a jerk! I deserve to die! I won't dare to do that again! Spare me!"
Ruan Anan still spoke in that slow tone, the muzzle of the gun drawing small circles on his forehead, "The most worthless thing in this world is 'I'm sorry'."
Her tone suddenly turned harsh. "How about I shoot you and then say 'I'm sorry'? What do you think?"
"No! No, no, no! Aunt! Ancestor!"
Qiao Wu was terrified, his face was covered with snot and tears, and he regretted it so much.
After careful selection, I thought I had caught a fat sheep, but it turned out to be a living devil!
"Money! I'll return it all to you! Not a cent less! No! I'll return it double! I only beg you to be merciful and spare my life!"
"Money?" Ruan Anan seemed to have just remembered this, and as if by magic, a pistol appeared in his other hand!
The black muzzle of the gun turned instantly and pointed steadily at the group of vendors who were already huddled together in fear.
At this moment, the timid vendors' legs went weak and they fell to the ground.
The man selling wine jars also looked pale and tried to retreat.
Her voice suddenly rose, filled with undeniable cold murderous intent: "Pay back all the money you took from me today, including the principal and interest! Not a cent less!"
"otherwise……"
She paused deliberately, and the muzzle of the gun slowly swept across each pale face, finally stopping at the wine jar seller who was shaking the most violently.
"Pay it over! I'll pay it over! Right now!"
The wine jar seller was the first to collapse, and tremblingly took out a roll of wet, wrinkled money from deep in his crotch.
He didn't even dare to look at Ruan Anan and stuffed everything into the bamboo basket at her feet.
"Auntie! The money! It's all here! One hundred yuan! Please count it!"
Ruan Anan glanced at the banknote with suspicious moisture and body temperature, wrinkled his nose in disgust, but the muzzle of the gun did not move at all, and coldly spat out two words: "Not enough."
Her gaze was like a concrete icicle, piercing the limp Qiao Wu and the group of vendors sifting through the chaff.
"The rules of the underworld... you don't understand them, do you? Hmm?"
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