After being pushed a few times by his wife, Old Liu rubbed his hands together and walked up to Qin Ziwen with an awkward smile, "Young man, you've got so much meat divided up, you definitely can't finish it all, right? In this weather, the meat will spoil if kept too long. How about lending me some?"
Qin Ziwen frowned.
Deng Guang's voice came through: "Old Liu."
Liu Fude turned his head to look at Deng Guang walking over, his expression somewhat unnatural.
Deng Guang said, "This meat was earned by this young man risking his life to fight for it. Asking like this is putting him in an awkward position."
Liu Fude chuckled, "Oh my, it's all my fault. My legs went numb at the time and I didn't dare go up. If I'd known it was this simple, I would've gone too."
Deng Guang pointed at Dou Gu who was in shock: "It only looks simple, but the slightest mistake could be very dangerous."
Hearing this, Liu Fude felt somewhat irritated. It's not like I'm asking you for it, why are you pretending to be the good guy now?
He immediately changed his tone, "Then how about you lend me some?"
Deng Guang hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, I'll cut you some in a while. Come to my place later to get it."
Deng Guang's wife, walking behind him, looked somewhat displeased, but with outsiders present, she just shot a glare at Deng Guang.
"Xiao Qin? Xiao Qin! It really is you." A familiar voice came from behind.
Wang Juan ran over, her eyes burning with desire as she looked at the crocodile meat in Qin Ziwen's bag.
Wang Juan smiled obsequiously as she tried to get close, "That, Xiao Qin, what I said the other day might have been a bit harsh in attitude. Sister Wang apologizes to you."
"Could you give me some of that meat? Definitely not for free, I can pay for it!"
Wang Juan's husband walked over, gently pulled his wife, and said amiably, "Brother Qin, you and my wife used to be colleagues, and now we're all here together—it's fate. Our family's food is almost gone. Could you lend us some? We'll pay you back later. Actually, we could also hunt together later. Since you're acquaintances, we could cooperate together..."
"No lending, hands-free, we're not familiar." Qin Ziwen directly waved his hand to refuse, cutting off the other's subsequent remarks.
Being so bluntly rejected, Wang Juan's husband didn't look pleased. He pushed up his glasses and watched Qin Ziwen's retreating back.
Wang Juan complained to her husband: "I told you not to come, but you insisted I come apologize to him. Now we didn't get anything, and I lost face for nothing."
Wang Juan's husband gritted his teeth: "Your colleague is too cold-hearted! Can he even finish that much meat? It'll rot in a couple of days. Hope he chokes on it!"
The three families entered the building unit. Old Liu secretly glanced at Qin Ziwen. Compared to those two who came later, although this young Qin didn't lend him anything, his tone wasn't as harsh.
With this comparison, he suddenly felt a bit better.
While going upstairs, footsteps could be heard from above.
They saw a woman wearing sportswear, a sun hat, and ice sleeves on her arms coming downstairs.
When the woman saw Qin Ziwen, she looked pleasantly surprised, "Hey, you're back so early? That... yesterday."
Because other neighbors were present, the woman seemed unable to speak plainly, only hinting vaguely.
Old Deng greeted Qin Ziwen, "We'll head back first."
"Alright, Brother Deng, you go ahead."
After they left, the woman's gaze fell on the large bag of meat in Qin Ziwen's hand, her eyes growing increasingly eager.
She directly pressed close, grabbed Qin Ziwen's arm, squeezing it between softness.
"Is it convenient to go to your place?"
Qin Ziwen smiled slightly: "Convenient."
Returning home, closing the door.
The woman was about to speak when Qin Ziwu directly pressed her shoulders from behind, pinning her against the sofa, one hand covering her mouth to prevent her from screaming.
Qin Ziwen put down the bag in his hand, raising the clothes-drying rod spear before the woman's eyes, the sharp blade tip pointed directly at her forehead.
"Shh."
He raised his index finger, making a shushing gesture.
Then he said softly: "When my brother lets go later, don't say anything reckless. I'm a timid person—if your voice gets too loud, I might start stabbing randomly. Understand?"
The woman quickly nodded, her eyes full of panic.
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
Qin Ziwu released the hand covering her mouth.
The woman gasped for air, tears unconsciously welling in her eyes.
Qin Ziwen glanced toward the security door, then pointed to the inner bedroom, "Let's talk in the bedroom."
Entering the bedroom, the door closed, and the woman's body trembled involuntarily.
Qin Ziwen sat on the bed, looking at the woman before him with a serious expression: "Have I ever offended you?"
The woman quickly shook her head.
Qin Ziwen scratched his head, looking somewhat puzzled, his tone full of confusion: "Then why did you want to harm me?"
The woman hurriedly defended herself: "I didn't harm you!"
Qin Ziwen sighed, his expression suddenly turning sinister: "Still not telling the fucking truth."
He suddenly stood up, grabbed the woman's neck, and slammed her against the wall behind her, "If you don't speak now, then don't speak at all. There are no police here anyway. At a time like this, you're still being stubborn—thinking I won't kill you just because you're a woman?"
The veins on his five fingers bulged, the woman's face growing increasingly flushed.
Only when she was about to roll her eyes did Qin Ziwen release her.
The woman covered her throat, bent over coughing repeatedly.
Qin Ziwen said calmly: "Keep the coughing quieter."
The woman trembled, forcibly suppressing her voice, coughing softly. Now she was truly afraid—this person seemed like he would really kill her.
"I'll ask one more time, who sent you?"
The woman spilled everything she knew like pouring beans: "I... I'll talk, it was all Xie Jun who made me do this, all him, he forced me, how would a woman living alone dare to scheme against you on my own... sob sob..."
After hearing the woman's account, Qin Ziwu felt lingering fear.
If what the other party planned had succeeded—two strange men sneaking into their home while they were sound asleep—the outcome didn't need elaboration.
He looked at his older brother with admiration.
Earlier, when they entered the room, his brother had whispered instructions in his ear to cover the other's mouth and control this woman.
But if this woman had continued to be stubborn, would his brother really have acted?
Although it was already the third day since transmigrating to this different world, Qin Ziwu's mindset still hadn't completely adjusted.
Qin Ziwen said: "So he told you to infiltrate our home, then secretly open the door in the middle of the night to let them in."
The woman said pitifully: "That's right, but they made me do it. I actually didn't want to at first, but how could a weak woman like me resist two big men?"
"My name is Wang Xiaoli. The one with the scorpion tattoo is called Xie Jun, and the other not-so-bright one is called Xie Guang, Xie Jun's cousin. Previously, Xie Jun was involved in loan sharking—he brought Xie Guang along for debt collection. They've splashed chicken blood and feces at people's doors, and even broken people's legs. That Xie Guang isn't a good person either—his nickname is Dazhuang, he's often been in and out of prison for fighting. Once when his cousin wasn't around, he even me..."
Seemed like a nest of scum.
But Qin Ziwen wasn't interested in these stories, directly interrupting her, "Enough, get to the point. Do they have any weapons, especially guns?"
Wang Xiaoli bit her lip, thinking hard, "They don't have guns, at least I've never heard him mention it. But they both have machetes, the kind that's quite long."
She even gestured the approximate length—about half a meter.
Qin Ziwen smiled meaninglessly, "Did they tell you how to deal with me and my brother after entering my home?"
Wang Xiaoli fell silent, somewhat afraid to speak.
But seeing Qin Ziwen frown, she quickly blurted out: "They didn't specify, but it should be, should be..."
Qin Ziwen finished for her, "Kill me and my brother. After all, we've already offended them, so definitely eliminate the root of the problem, right? Especially in a place like this where the law can't reach."
Wang Xiaoli lowered her head.
Qin Ziwen stared at her, "Did you arrange any secret signals?"
Wang Xiaoli quickly shook her head, "No, to prevent exposure, he just told me to secretly open the door in the middle of the night."
Qin Ziwen sighed, murmuring: "I'm still too kind. In this kind of environment, I only think about going out hunting myself instead of taking from others. This Brother Jun is the one doing big things."
Qin Ziwu deeply agreed: "I think it's exactly because you're too kind, brother. Good people like us are easily bullied."
Wang Xiaoli's mouth twitched.
Kind?
If I hadn't confessed earlier, I might really have died.
Qin Ziwen patted Wang Xiaoli's head: "Tonight, proceed with the original plan. Call both of them over. I hope you don't do anything stupid, like secretly sending them a message or something. Otherwise, they might survive, but you'll definitely die. If you do as told, I'll spare your life."
Wang Xiaoli nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking rice, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.
10 PM.
Qin Ziwen set up a snare trap inside the bedroom door, tying the other end to the bed leg.
Tonight the darkness was thick, clouds covering the moon—perfect timing for action.
He signaled to Wang Xiaoli.
Wang Xiaoli secretly opened the door, went to the opposite door, and gently knocked four times.
"Knock knock knock knock."
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