Chapter 133: Chapter 133: This Woman, Terrifying

Su Dai hesitated for two seconds before explaining to Jiang Yan:

“They’re being controlled by Ma Longbiao’s group, but it’s only a handful of people who are able to move freely and gather information. The majority of the residents are hiding crammed inside their homes, not daring to come out.

Not only are their available resources taken by Ma Longbiao’s group, but also any weapons they might have at home – I heard they even confiscated eyebrow trimmers and nail clippers.”

Jiang Yan understood instantly.

No wonder Dao Yinping and his group were so brazen.

Without food, water, or weapons,

these people, unarmed, really didn’t stand much of a chance in a fight.

And on top of that, their children were taken as hostages.

They are like fish on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of others.

Ma Longbiao and his cronies are indeed both cunning and malicious.

Speaking of hostages, Jiang Yan’s gaze shifted to Dao Yinping, who was absent-mindedly strumming away on a three-stringed instrument with his head hanging low.

She was about to pull him aside for questioning when she saw Sun Jingtao and the others with a loud “bang” burst open the door of unit 2901.

“Jiang Yan–” Sun Jingtao turned his head to look at Jiang Yan, gesturing for her to join them inside.

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Jiang Yan nodded and stepped forward.

All the curtains in the room were drawn, shrouding it in darkness.

Ye Qing pulled out the rechargeable flashlight Jiang Yan had given them and shone it inside.

The place was cluttered with all sorts of resources, but there was nobody there.

Ye Qing strode inside, quickly inspected the area, and opened the blackout curtains in the living room and bedroom.

Light flooded in, clarifying the scene.

All the furniture and bedding in unit 2901 had been cleared out, and the bedroom was piled with resources.

Food, drink, clothing – it was all there.

There were even some kitchen knives, hammers, wrenches, fruit knives, and so on.

No doubt, these were the goods looted from the homeowners.

In the living room, several bundles wrapped in waterproof cloth were placed, carelessly labeled with markers such as “Food – Rice” and “Food – Glutinous Rice Flour.”

“Where are these foods supposed to go?” Jiang Yan turned her head to look at Dao Yinping, who stood by the door.

“I, I don’t know. Ma Longbiao personally takes care of transporting the goods, and he never tells us anything.” Dao Yinping’s head shook like a rattle drum, not seeming like he was lying.

“Even what’s left here isn’t enough to divide among so many people,” Su Dai noted from the side.

Sun Jingtao said, “Because it was moved, of course it’s not enough.”

It seems their real stronghold is not Shallow Bay.

Several of them had made a wrong guess.

“In just one night’s time, the 29th floor was turned into a temporary stronghold. Ma Longbiao’s gang does have impressive operational capabilities,” Ye Qing, who had been silent until now, frowned deeply.

“Indeed,” Sun Jingtao felt a sinking feeling inside.

Jiang Yan had already taken out a flashlight from her backpack, slowly illuminating every nook and cranny, not missing the corners.

Two brown bottles appeared in the corner.

Jiang Yan walked over to them.

They looked like chemical agents.

It was unclear if they were toxic.

After donning a pair of gloves–actually retrieved from her Space–she then picked up the chemical bottles.

“What is that, Jiang Yan?” Su Dai, having seen her, also came over.

Jiang Yan shined her flashlight on the label of the bottle: “Ether.”

Su Dai was stunned for a moment: “Ether? What do they use that for?”

“Anesthesia,” Jiang Yan answered indifferently.

She didn’t elaborate.

Ether is a colorless, odorless liquid.

In the past, some criminals would pour it onto a handkerchief and cover someone’s nose with it, silently knocking out even a strong man.

Later the state specifically controlled its sale, reducing such cases.

But now, two bottles were here, not taken away, which seemed like they were left specifically for dealing with the remaining homeowners.

Furthermore, if it had been discovered earlier, Tian Jiliang’s wailing could have been much less.

Su Dai was speechless for a second: “Ah, this…”

Jiang Yan had already stored it in her backpack, actually putting it into her Space.

The backpack was now bulging.

The goods she had found earlier in unit 2904 were plenty for her, so she planned to distribute them to Sun Jingtao and the others later and didn’t put them in the Space.

It’s more convenient to keep them in the backpack for when she was ready to take them out.

Sun Jingtao and Ye Qing, after leading a couple of homeowners to check all the resources, sought her opinion:

“Jiang Yan, what should we do with these resources?”

Dao Yinping, watching from the side, could clearly see that they were all looking to Jiang Yan for direction.

But now, he dared not underestimate the slender Jiang Yan nor the ruthlessly efficient Ye Qing.

In just that short time, nearly twenty of his brothers had died just like that.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say Jiang Yan killed without blinking an eye.

This woman, as beautiful as she is,

is too cruel!

Her skill with a gun is terrifying!

What woman fires shots that burst heads, hitting right in the bullseye every time?!

He himself had a gun before, but it was more about intimidating others rather than for use.

If he actually had to use it, he wouldn’t be proficient.

After all, he had limited time to get accustomed to using a shotgun, and there weren’t enough bullets to practice shooting accurately.

And seeing how Jiang Yan killed so many people without a change in expression, he figured she must have quite a twisted and sadistic inner world.

Dao Yinping silently finished his frantic analysis and decided he wouldn’t give up. He would seize the opportunity to make a good impression in front of Jiang Yan later.

If he managed to successfully switch sides, this powerful figure could be a better backer than Ma Longbiao.

If not, at least he might die a swift death.

“I suggest they figure it out themselves,” Jiang Yan looked at the other two homeowners and said.

The risks in all four units had been assessed, and she had more important matters to attend to. She didn’t want to linger here too long.

The resources originally came from the homeowners’ hands; whether to return them or not was up to the owners themselves.

She didn’t wish to interfere.

After Jiang Yan finished speaking, she strode out of unit 2901.

Sun Jingtao had the same thought.

After giving a brief explanation to the other two homeowners, he, along with Ye Qing and the others, followed her out.

The arguments and standoffs in the hallway continued.

“Brother Tao, are you guys going out?” Seeing Sun Jingtao and the others come out, a few people guarding inside the fire door asked.

Sun Jingtao looked at Jiang Yan, seeking her advice, “Shall we head back upstairs then?”

After all, they needed to extract some information from Dao Yinping’s mouth, then quickly make a plan.

It wasn’t convenient where there were too many people and too much noise.

Jiang Yan’s eyes grew cold as she looked towards Dao Yinping, “What did you mean earlier by ‘a pile of living dead’ on the 22nd floor?”

“N-nothing…” Dao Yinping trembled, breaking into a cold sweat.

Jiang Yan had already found her answer: “To the 22nd floor!”

With a “creak,” the fire door opened from the inside.

The noisy outside turned quiet in a second.

The corridor was dimly lit.

Seeing Jiang Yan, hope gleamed in the eyes of the people upstairs.

Fear, resentment, and hatred filled the eyes of most people downstairs.

As if they were seeing a demon or their father’s murderer.

A few were unreadable, lips tightly drawn, as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.

Almost all were men, with a few older women mixed in.