5: Very big, very exciting

Jiang Fei drove the truck back to the city, contacted the owner of Warehouse 11 to rent it for two more days, and then found a regular hotel to stay at.

Looking at the supplies in the Supermarket warehouse with her mind, Jiang Fei felt a strong sense of security.

After the workers left, she collected all the goods into the Supermarket's warehouse, quietly snuck out the back door, and ambushed in the woods.

If Crippled Wang and his men hadn't been unprepared, with her current physical condition, a direct confrontation would have put her at a disadvantage.

Jiang Fei couldn't help but get up from the bed and start exercising, not worried that Crippled Wang would target the vanished supplies from Warehouse 11.

He was a smart person who knew what to say and what not to say.

She'd find another opportunity to scam him!

—

Two days flew by in an instant.

Receiving news that Crippled Wang had prepared the supplies, Jiang Fei drove the old, dilapidated truck to Warehouse 11 in Linbei District.

A group of scruffy men stood guard outside the warehouse.

Crippled Wang was hunched in his wheelchair, clutching his stomach, grimacing in pain.

His already gaunt face, tormented for two days, looked even more haggard, resembling a human skeleton.

Seeing Jiang Fei get out of the car, Crippled Wang's eyes welled up with tears of excitement:

"Big Shot, you're finally here! Please go in and check; I guarantee not a single item is missing."

Jiang Fei walked into the almost full warehouse and casually opened a box of medicine to inspect.

Cold medicine, anti-inflammatory drugs, fever reducers, lung-clearing cough medicine, and tetanus vaccines stored at low temperatures in ice packs.

In the apocalypse, medicine was even scarcer than food; a fever could be fatal.

Jiang Fei closed the box, turned, and tossed Crippled Wang a small red pill:

"The antidote, swallow it directly."

Crippled Wang endured the pill's foul odor and swallowed it in one gulp, but the agonizing pain in his abdomen didn't disappear.

"Big Shot, why does my stomach still hurt?"

Jiang Fei glanced at her phone: "The antidote needs time to take effect; you'll see results in four hours."

"If there's a problem, you can kill me."

Crippled Wang relaxed, then was suddenly seized by the chin by Jiang Fei, who forcibly fed him a foul-smelling red pill twice the size of the previous one.

Jiang Fei was calm and ruthless: "A new poison."

"If not detoxified within a month, your body will slowly rot until death."

Crippled Wang: "..."

Why him, of all people?!

However, he had searched for doctors, but none could find the cause of his abdominal pain.

It was clear how potent Jiang Fei's poison was.

Crippled Wang was on the verge of tears, then suddenly smacked his lips: "Big Shot, why does your poison taste so similar to the antidote?"

"You didn't feed me poison both times, did you?!"

Jiang Fei retorted coldly: "Do you think I would make a mistake?"

Actually, both the antidote and the poison were pills she made from red bean paste and dirt.

To prevent the red bean flavor from being tasted, she had soaked them in stinky tofu juice.

Eating a little dirt wouldn't kill anyone.

Crippled Wang, unaware of the truth, was choked by Jiang Fei's question and, being very sensible, slapped himself: "Big Shot could absolutely not confuse the antidote and poison; it was my stinky mouth that spoke wrongly."

"I've already asked the people in the black market. Big Shot is simply a lucky star descending! The contact said the black market will open this Sunday, located in Zean County, about a three-hour drive from Lincheng. I can drive Big Shot there."

Today was Thursday, two days until Sunday, and the house in Yulan Garden was also nearing inspection.

Jiang Fei patted Crippled Wang's shoulder: "Well done. I'll give you the antidote after we buy the guns."

Crippled Wang beamed with joy, then quickly realized something was wrong: "Big Shot, buying guns... who pays?"

"You."

Crippled Wang: "..."

Why was his life so bitter?!

Ignoring Crippled Wang's pained expression, Jiang Fei sent everyone away, made sure no one was left tailing them, and quickly collected all the supplies into the Supermarket warehouse.

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

Just as Jiang Fei was about to leave, her phone vibrated; it was Jiang Zhengkang's call.

Jiang Fei hesitated for a moment, then answered: "Is something wrong?"

Jiang Zhengkang: "Fei Fei, how have you been lately?"

"Your aunt said you deleted all our WeChat contacts. Your uncle is worried about you and wants to come see you..."

"Why say so much! Just ask for that dead girl's address directly!"

Hearing Li Yanping's voice, Jiang Fei understood instantly.

This call was made by Jiang Zhengkang at Li Yanping's behest.

"I'm doing very well. Don't disturb me whether you have something to say or not, otherwise I won't attend the wedding in three months."

Jiang Fei hung up the phone directly and blacklisted Li Yanping and the others.

She had thought about killing Li Yanping, Jiang Ziming, and Jiang Zixuan, but such a death would be too simple.

How could she not let them experience the terror of the apocalypse?

A hint of madness flashed in Jiang Fei's eyes.

At the same time, in the living room of a small villa.

Discovering that Jiang Zhengkang couldn't reach Jiang Fei, Li Yanping angrily slapped him on the back of the head: "Useless! You can't be relied on for anything!"

"If you had asked what I told you to just now! We would know that little bitch's address by now!"

Jiang Zhengkang clutched his phone, not saying a word.

Jiang Ziming, recuperating on the sofa, was accustomed to his father's timid demeanor, rolled his eyes in disgust, and said to Li Yanping:

"Mom, what does Jiang Fei mean by this? She wouldn't be trying to run away with the money, would she?"

"She wouldn't dare."

Though she said that, Li Yanping was also unsure. She ordered Jiang Zhengkang: "You and Jiang Fei usually have the best relationship. Keep sending her messages; maybe one day she'll unblock you."

"Ziming, go help Mom wash vegetables. Your sister's flight arrives in Lincheng tonight, and I want to cook a table full of her favorite dishes."

"You just spoil her, don't you?" Jiang Ziming grumbled, reluctantly getting up.

Jiang Zhengkang looked at his phone screen, not wanting to compose the message, but still did as Li Yanping said.

Better to avoid trouble than seek it.

—

Sunday morning.

Jiang Fei checked out of the hotel room and came to Yulan Garden for the inspection.

To showcase their work, Wu Dayong had already connected power to the gate of 2201:

"Miss Jiang, we use a high-voltage pulse power supply that won't cause too much harm to people; it only serves as a deterrent. However, if the door is damaged or someone tries to pick the lock, it will automatically switch to a traditional power supply, which can stun a person."

"These are the master remote controls for both gates; you can also switch the power supply manually."

Wu Dayong handed the master remote controls to Jiang Fei, then brought two pieces of iron mesh: "These are an extra gift from me, Miss Jiang."

"If there's a power outage, you can install the iron mesh outside the gate. It has dense barbed hooks that can scare away those with ill intentions, so you won't be afraid living alone."

Jiang Fei was a little surprised.

She had to admit, Wu Dayong was very thoughtful.

After signing the inspection contract, Jiang Fei said as if casually: "I heard there will be a typhoon landing soon, of a level never seen before. You and your brother can take a few days off and stock up on supplies at home."

She wasn't a cold-blooded person.

The Wu Brothers were decent people, and she didn't mind giving them a heads-up.

"Okay, I'll tell Xiaowei then."

"Oh, and Miss Jiang, you had a lot of deliveries these past two days. I've put them all in 2202; it's piled full, so be careful when you open the door."

"Thank you." Jiang Fei saw Wu Dayong off, looking at the two impregnable houses, suddenly feeling a little emotional.

This was her first home, in a way.

Then she checked her bank balance: two thousand yuan.

Jiang Fei's heart sank.

So poor.

Locking the door of 2201, Jiang Fei chose to live in 2202.

Collecting the electric gate and iron mesh, as well as hundreds of boxes of supplies, piled up in the house, into the Supermarket warehouse, Jiang Fei drove the truck to the agreed meeting place with Crippled Wang.

It was a desolate wilderness.

A handsome black Hummer was parked by the roadside.

Recognizing it as a luxury car brand where even the cheapest models cost over a million, Jiang Fei gazed meaningfully at Crippled Wang, who was in the driver's seat, grinning with his big yellow teeth:

"Does a hardware store make that much money?"

"How could it? I relied on being a middleman and black-on-black kidnapping before, cough, it's alright..." Crippled Wang nervously changed the subject:

"Big Shot, don't mention it, the antidote really worked! I wasn't in any pain at all after four hours that day."

"But the road to Zean County is rough; you can't drive this truck, it's too dangerous."

Mainly because it was so broken down.

He was really afraid it would lose parts after a few bumps.

Jiang Fei rubbed her nose.

She did want to buy a car, but unfortunately, she was short on cash.

After having Crippled Wang's subordinate drive the truck back to the city, Jiang Fei, carrying a large backpack, got into the Hummer's passenger seat.

The leather seats were extremely comfortable, and there were snacks and drinks in the car.

Even driving on the bumpy dirt road, she didn't feel much jostling.

Jiang Fei was a little envious.

What excuse could she find to get this car from him?

Approaching noon, still dozens of kilometers from Zean County.

Crippled Wang slowed down, preparing to turn, when suddenly a dark shadow rushed out from the roadside woods and crashed directly into the front of the car.

Bang—!

"Holy crap!"

Crippled Wang frantically slammed on the brakes, staring in horror at the empty space ahead:

"B-B-Big Shot, I think I hit someone!"

Jiang Fei corrected him seriously: "That person hit you."

"So, should we leave now or not...?"

"Leave." Just as Jiang Fei finished speaking, *smack*!

A blood-soaked hand reached through the open passenger window, extending towards her.

"Save me..."

The person was clutching a gold bar.

Very large.

Very shiny.

Jiang Fei was very tempted.