hotmtlnovel Chapter 79: Everyone is Responsible for Saving Jiang Yan!
Chapter 79: Everyone is Responsible for Saving Jiang Yan!
Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Everyone is Responsible for Saving Jiang Yan!
“Yes, it’s her! Her gun is real!”
“The boss said, in this building, everyone but her can be provoked!”
“Bro Three, you’ve really bumped into the business end of a gun this time!” The last man’s words, it was unclear whether he stumbled out of genuine worry or was reveling in schadenfreude.
It sounded quite inviting for a beating.
Scarred Man listened to the crowd, incredulously glancing at Jiang Yan with twitching muscles at the corners of his mouth, “You, are you really that Jiang Yan?!”
Jiang Yan ignored him and sternly commanded, “Throw your knife away!”
She was already standing on the steps of the staircase, occupying the advantageous high ground.
Now with a gun in her hand, even though she was slender, she still exuded an immense sense of oppression.
“Granny! Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! I’m throwing it! I’m throwing it now!!” Scarred Man babbled with legs slightly bending, and the knife in his hand clattered to the ground with a clang.
A fresh smell of urine wafted from him.
He had originally come to the hallway to relieve his bladder but was sidetracked by the sight of Jiang Yan, forgetting his pressing need.
Normally, a man who had faced turbulent times in the mines and nightclubs wouldn’t be so faint-hearted.
But who would have thought, his bladder was already working overtime for quite some time.
Now with this shock, like a dike being breached, he couldn’t hold it in.
In a nutshell, it was a real pain in the ass.
After all, he had a bunch of brothers behind him.
“Miss Jiang, can I go now?” Scarred Man worried that Jiang Yan’s handgun might accidentally fire, cautiously asked with his hands instinctively on his head.
It was just short of raising a white flag.
The smell in the corridor was indescribable, and Jiang Yan didn’t want to waste much time with them.
Besides, the few people in front of her weren’t worth wasting a bullet on.
But these men were no good characters.
Even if letting the tiger return to the mountain, she had to clip their claws, with that thought, her gaze swept across the fish shooting guns in everyone’s hands, and she said,
“You can go, but the fish shooting guns must all be left behind!”
“This...”
“Miss Jiang, can you let us keep the fish shooting guns? Our food has mostly run out; we wanted to keep the guns for fishing!”
“Yes, yes, Miss Jiang, we swear to heaven, we will definitely not use the guns for evil! If we break this oath, may the heavens strike us with thunder!”
Seeing Ye Qing and Sun Jingtao retreat back, Jiang Yan then coldly spat out one word:
“Scram!”
At her word, Scarred Man kept thanking her as he shrank his neck from Su Dai’s steel fork and hastily strode back, almost tumbling down at the fire door from the third floor of the stairs.
Whether his legs gave out or not, he nearly tripped and fell.
“Bro Three.” The remaining men quickly supported him backward and nervously slammed the fire door shut with a clang.
Simultaneously, both upstairs and downstairs quieted the rubbernecking and slammed their respective fire doors shut as well.
Sun Jingtao frowned and looked up before coming back to his senses and saying to Jiang Yan, “Jiang Yan, shall we go up first?”
Jiang Yan nodded, engaging the safety of the handgun before slipping it into her backpack.
In reality, she put the gun back in ‘Space.’
Then she took out a flashlight from her backpack, shining it as they headed upstairs.
The stairwell was dim and foul-smelling, so they climbed silently without speaking much.
Finally, they reached the 32nd floor and pushed open the fire door, and all of them took off their masks in unison.
The odor downstairs was particularly unfriendly to Jiang Yan.
After all, her senses were heightened, meaning her smell was much more sensitive than others.
Sweet or foul, she felt everything more keenly than most.
Talk about helpless.
Su Dai couldn’t wait to remove her mask, greedily gasping for several breaths of the “fresh” air.
Watching his wife, Sun Jingtao couldn’t help but laugh:
“I told you not to go down; you insisted, and now you’ve been smoked out, eh?”
They were more than just smoked out.
They had hurried downstairs without flashlights, and now the bottoms of everyone’s shoes were a sorry sight.
Su Dai glanced at her husband, her lips curving slightly, and with a heavy thunk, she planted her anti-explosive steel fork on the ground, her posture proud as she declared confidently:
“Saving Jiang Yan is everyone’s responsibility! How could I be absent?!
Moreover, compared to the old guards at the school gate, I’m much younger!
And after all, one must bravely take the first step to gain experience, right?!”
Jiang Yan was amused by her words and expression and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
This was the first time she had laughed so happily from her heart since being locked in the basement in her past life.