46: Chapter 46 Needs a Watchdog

I don't know how long passed, maybe a few hours, maybe longer.

A rich aroma of food drifted into Wang Mang's nostrils, waking him from his unconscious state.

Wang Mang's head was splitting with pain, his whole body was weak and limp, and the numbness from the electric shock seemed to still linger deep in his muscles.

He struggled to open his heavy eyelids, his vision gradually clearing from a blur.

The first thing that came into view was cold metal bars.

He subconsciously moved his body and immediately heard a clattering sound of iron chains.

Looking down, he saw that his wrists and ankles were firmly locked by iron chains, connected to a huge iron cage!

He was actually locked in a cage?

And this place...

Wang Mang looked up abruptly and surveyed his surroundings.

The furnishings in the room seemed somewhat unfamiliar, but there were actually lights.

This is Song Yang's house!

Then, he saw the scene outside the cage, and his whole body froze.

Not far from the iron cage, there was a dining table.

On the table, it was piled high with dishes!

Bright white, steaming rice!

Shiny, fragrant braised pork belly!

Golden chives scrambled with eggs.

Since the apocalypse, how long had it been since he had seen such a sumptuous dinner?!

And sitting at the table was a woman.

It was Bai Jie!

His wife!

At this moment, Bai Jie was burying her head, using chopsticks to pick up a piece of fatty, succulent braised pork, stuffing it into her mouth regardless of anything else, eating until her mouth was oily.

The aroma of the food drifted into his nose, enticing Wang Mang's empty stomach.

Grumble—

He swallowed his saliva, his throat feeling dry and painful.

A sense of hunger uncontrollably washed over him.

"Wife... wife."

Wang Mang licked his dry, cracked lips:

"Give me something to eat, I want to eat something too!"

However, Bai Jie outside the cage seemed not to hear him at all.

She remained focused on the food in front of her, picking up another large piece of meat and stuffing it into her mouth, chewing with her cheeks bulging, a look of satisfaction and near intoxication on her face.

Then she picked up the milk beside her, tilted her head back, gulped down several large mouthfuls, and let out a comfortable burp.

From beginning to end, she didn't even cast a single glance at Wang Mang in the iron cage.

"Bai Jie! Look at me!"

"We were husband and wife after all! Now that I've fallen to this state, you won't even give me a bite to eat?"

His gaze was fixed on the oily plate of braised pork on the table, his Adam's apple bobbing uncontrollably.

Hunger, like an invisible hand, squeezed his stomach, bringing waves of spasmodic pain.

"Even if you want to kill me, you should at least let me die with a full stomach! Huh?!"

"How can you bear to let me starve to death? Where is your conscience?!"

Bai Jie seemed to be disturbed by his shouting, her chewing slowing down.

But she still didn't turn around, just picked up the milk on the table and took another large gulp.

Just as Wang Mang was about to continue cursing, a sharp, stabbing pain suddenly came from his back, as if he had been seared by a red-hot iron rod!

This feeling... it was an electric shock!

Wang Mang's neck and body were difficult to move flexibly because he was locked by iron chains.

He struggled, turning his stiff neck bit by bit to look behind him.

Behind the cage, there were two more people standing.

Song Yang!

And the other one was Xiao Xue?!

At this moment, Xiao Xue was holding that black electric baton in her hand!

"What are you looking at?"

"Weren't you quite capable of shouting just now?"

Xiao Xue raised the electric baton in her hand, making a gesture to poke him.

Wang Mang subconsciously shrank back, the muscles on his back still aching from the previous electric shock.

Xiao Xue turned to Song Yang, her tone gentle:

"Brother Yang, you don't need to pity him."

"This guy wasn't a good person before the apocalypse!"

"Relying on his position as a community official, with just a tiny bit of power, who knows how much dirty money he pocketed!"

"Do you know those families in our community who are on welfare?"

"The elderly and children at home were too sick to get out of bed, relying on that little subsidy money to buy rice and medicine!"

"Damn it, he even dared to reach out and take their life-saving money! He pocketed it all, conscience be damned!"

"He was so arrogant back then, acting like a big shot everywhere he went, ordering everyone around! And now? Hmph!"

"Isn't he just like a dog, locked in a cage!"

"With this guy's measly salary of three thousand a month, what kind of car was he driving? A six-hundred-thousand BMW X5!"

"That car is still parked downstairs, Brother Yang, did you see it?"

"The watch on his wrist, a Vacheron Constantin! I recognize it! It's at least one hundred thousand!"

Xiao Xue grew more and more excited, "And there's more! The construction projects in our neighborhood over the past few years, every little thing had to pass through his hands!"

"Who did he contract them out to in the end? His own younger brother! A street thug!"

"And the result? A bunch of shoddy work!"

"Just look at the road at the entrance of our community, how long was it paved for?"

"Less than a year, and it was dug up and repaired three times! Every time they fenced it off, clanging and banging for a few days, and then no one was to be seen!"

"The road surface is still full of potholes! In the end, the project funds all went into their pockets!"

Listening to Xiao Xue's account, Song Yang was not surprised.

After all, he was also from this community and naturally knew about the situation.

After fiercely shocking Wang Mang with electricity a few more times, Xiao Xue finally vented some of the anger in her heart.

"Brother Yang, how do you plan to deal with this guy?" Xiao Xue asked.

"How about we just kill him? Keeping him is a nuisance, and it's a waste of food."

"Kill him?"

Song Yang said indifferently, "That would be letting him off too easily."

He walked forward two steps and stopped in front of the iron cage.

"At my front door, I just happen to be missing a watchdog."

Before Wang Mang could react, Song Yang had already reached out both hands and grabbed the bars of the iron cage.

That heavy iron cage, welded with thick steel bars, was like a toy in Song Yang's hands, effortlessly lifted up by him!

Wang Mang swayed inside the cage with the movement, his body numb, without even a shred of strength to resist.

Asking Xiao Xue to open the door, Song Yang placed the entire iron cage with a "clatter" heavily in the middle of the hallway outside his door.

This spot was directly facing the stairwell.

From now on, whoever goes up or down the stairs will see this "watchdog" locked in a cage at first glance.