75: Lu Yu: I'm not looking for a wife

“I'm coming down now,” Jiang Fei replied to Su Liuyuan over the intercom and arrived on the 21st floor.

Su Liuyuan leaned against the wall, toying with a submachine gun, while Ling Zhaorui held a pistol.

Jiang Zhengkang stood outside the electric door, clutching the quilt around him, terrified that any part of it might enter the stairwell and give the two a reason to shoot him.

Jiang Fei: “What do you need me for?”

“A Neighborhood Committee recently appeared in Yulan Garden. There are over ten people, all ruffians, who gathered here to form it.”

“They go door-to-door collecting supplies, claiming it's for fair distribution, but in reality, they want to hoard everything. If you don't cooperate, they'll hack you to death.”

“I heard it from others. They'll be at Building A very soon. I wanted to tell you the news so you could prepare in advance.”

Jiang Zhengkang's voice paused. He glanced at Ling Zhaorui and Su Liuyuan's guns and felt his worry was unnecessary.

No matter how many people the Neighborhood Committee had, could they withstand bullets?

Jiang Fei looked at Ling Zhaorui: “Do we still have the supplies we received last time?”

Immediately understanding Jiang Fei's meaning, Ling Zhaorui returned to 2101 and came back with a bag.

Inside were the official meat pies and small biscuits, things he and Su Liuyuan rarely ate.

“This is the reward for the information.” Jiang Fei gave the bag to Jiang Zhengkang and then closed the electric door.

It was better to keep things clear to avoid him asking for favors.

Jiang Zhengkang held the food and sighed.

He didn't come for benefits; it was because Fei Fei was his last remaining relative.

He blamed himself for understanding too late; everything was already too late.

Inside the door.

Ling Zhaorui was eager to try: “If those guys from the Neighborhood Committee dare to come, I'll send them off one by one with a shot. It'll be a good chance for Sister Jiang to check the results of my shooting training during this period.”

Su Liuyuan disagreed: “If they die, there will be another Neighborhood Committee, and they'll keep coming to harass us endlessly.”

“Why don't we get rid of them and become the Neighborhood Committee ourselves? With the weapons we have inside, no one will be a match.”

Jiang Fei's gaze was profound: “This riot will end sooner or later. Have you forgotten that Director Ning's people live in 2102?”

“If the Neighborhood Committee comes to cause trouble, deal with them directly. If they're not afraid, then kill until they are.”

Su Liuyuan fell silent.

The Captain's idea, like him becoming the head of an evil force, sounded very 'punishable'.

—

The Neighborhood Committee arrived the next day.

Su Liuyuan and Ling Zhaorui on the 21st floor called Jiang Fei and the other two to come down and watch the commotion via intercom.

Today, Xu Qianyao opened the electric door.

Fortunately, they had guns, so the people blocking the outside didn't dare to force their way in.

The leading man was burly, wearing a mink coat, and had a fierce look on his face, resembling a black bear. He was He Dahong, the chairman of the Neighborhood Committee.

Xu Qianyao's attitude was firm: “I don't care what you're doing. We will not, and cannot, hand over supplies. Don't come here again.”

“Brother, don't close the door yet. We have no ill intentions; we just want to unify management to save more people. Look, we didn't even bring weapons.”

He Dahong smiled kindly, then, noticing Jiang Fei and the others approaching, he waved enthusiastically: “Hello, Miss Jiang.”

Before coming, he had already scouted the situation upstairs. No one was easy to deal with, so he had to use cunning, not brute force.

He Dahong gave Zhu Zi beside him a look.

The latter understood and began to persuade: “Sister Jiang, we're not here to cause trouble or demand your supplies.”

“If each family just contributes a little, your safety can be guaranteed. It's like depositing money in a bank. When you can't find supplies later, we'll distribute them uniformly. Isn't this a good thing?”

“Good your big head, you ghost!” Xiao Chuxia snapped back angrily:

“The bank is backed by the official government. What are you? A bunch of shameless ruffians who gather to steal supplies!”

“If it weren't for Miss, Zhu Zi, you and Monkey would have starved to death long ago! I even agreed to trade with you for testing medicine. My things were completely wasted!”

Zhu Zi, feeling guilty from the scolding, retreated: “I was also just trying to survive...”

“We didn't actually steal anything; it's moral blackmail. Don't get so agitated. Joining the Neighborhood Committee is the most correct choice right now.” Zhu Zi frantically listed the benefits of the Neighborhood Committee, trying to brainwash Jiang Fei and the others.

Bang—!

Accompanied by a gunshot, Zhu Zi screamed and knelt on the ground, his shoulder hit by a bullet.

“Sister Jiang, you... Ah!!!”

Jiang Fei shifted her gun. This time, it hit Zhu Zi's right shoulder.

“Say one more word, and I'll send you another bullet.”

Zhu Zi didn't dare to utter another word.

He Dahong smoothed things over: “Miss Jiang, my subordinate was talkative and ignorant. Please don't take it to heart. I'll take them away now.”

He Dahong had his subordinates help Zhu Zi up and led them downstairs.

The electric door closed.

Xu Qianyao pretended not to see the gun in Jiang Fei's hand: “I need to go out tomorrow. I don't know how long I'll be gone, and I'd like to ask you to help me look after my Grandma Xu. I can give you supplies.”

“No need. If Grandma Xu needs anything, she can go to 2101 or 2202. Everyone will help her.”

“Then I'll trouble you all.” Xu Qianyao noted this favor and went back to pack his things.

Xiao Chuxia was still fuming about what had just happened: “How could Zhu Zi have the nerve to say those things?!”

“Joining the Neighborhood Committee, colluding with those people, and still trying to brainwash us? Bah!”

Jiang Fei changed the subject: “How's your shooting practice going?”

“Six out of ten times I can hit the bullseye.”

“If you can increase your hits by two, I'll cook you glutinous rice balls with brown sugar soup.”

Xiao Hua Lao loved sticky glutinous rice and brown sugar the most.

Sure enough, Xiao Chuxia's attention was diverted: “I'm going to practice right now!”

Su Liuyuan couldn't help but nudge Lu Yu beside him and whispered: “Look at our Captain's way of coaxing people. Xiao Chuxia immediately stopped being angry. You should learn from her, so you'll know how to coax your wife in the future.”

Lu Yu was indifferent.

Learn what?

He wasn't looking for a wife anyway.

—

On the second floor of Building A.

When Yu Xuanjiao saw everyone carrying the seriously injured Zhu Zi downstairs, she knew the Neighborhood Committee had failed.

A bunch of good-for-nothings.

So many people, and they couldn't even get a few supplies.

Yu Xuanjiao squeezed out some tears and rushed to Zhu Zi's side: “Brother Zhu Zi, how did you get injured?!”

“I'm fine...” Zhu Zi endured the pain and comforted Yu Xuanjiao.

He Dahong's face was grim: “I didn't expect the people upstairs to be even more difficult than you said.”

“Don't worry, Zhu Zi, the Neighborhood Committee will definitely help you get justice for this.”

Everyone was there; he had to maintain his image as a good chairman.

“But what about my gunshot wound...”

Yu Xuanjiao pressed Zhu Zi's hand: “The chairman won't just watch you die. You have to believe him.”

With that, Yu Xuanjiao looked up at He Dahong and winked: “Chairman, am I right?”

Zhu Zi was likely not going to survive, so she needed to find a new patron.

“Yes, I'll figure something out.” He Dahong said hypocritically, appraising Yu Xuanjiao.

She was a bit thin, but young and cute.

Unlike her friend, Huang Xiaoyuan, who had an ordinary appearance and could only be played with under the covers, and couldn't withstand much rough treatment.

After everyone had their turn, she died.

It was indeed a pity for her to be Zhu Zi's girlfriend.

A few days ago, Yu Xuanjiao and Zhu Zi, in order to join the Neighborhood Committee, had knocked out Huang Xiaoyuan and handed her over to them.

Receiving Yu Xuanjiao's overture, He Dahong exchanged glances with her.

Zhu Zi didn't realize he was being cheated on and said gratefully,

“Thank you, Chairman...”