In addition to “suspicious,” the first adjective that came to Lu Yan’s mind was “expensive.” The man standing before him was impeccable from head to toe. When he looked at people with his eyes lowered, there was an indescribable coldness—a look that seemed to disdain everything. He was quite arrogant, and deserving of a good beating.
As for how to describe “expensive,” it was probably what Li Zhen often said: an aura that could turn ten yuan street market items into hundred thousand yuan ones.
In an instant, Lu Yan connected him to the silver-gray modified car downstairs.
Was that his car?
Which rich young master appeared?
The son of the owner of the demolition company?
How many xiongdi did he bring this time? Did they come for a fight?
Lu Yan’s mind was racing.
…But just looking at the two of them, Lu Yan was the suspicious one.
Due to proper protection, his colorful and wildly shaped hair was still intact. The hair gel he applied yesterday held up well, and the broom head resembling a flame stood tall.
His appearance was more impactful than the guitar sound from earlier.
The wild and rich Lu Yan stood at the door and was the first to break the silence: “Who are you?”
In Lu Yan’s mind, he went through everyone living on this floor, maintaining a skeptical attitude towards the man’s claim of looking for someone.
The description of “relatives of a wealthy family” had nothing to do with the residents in the building. Except for widows and orphans, most were either eccentric poor relatives or problematic family members. The girl downstairs was chased and slapped by her own mother a few days ago because she refused to give money for her brother to buy a house.
“Who are you looking for? On the sixth floor?” Lu Yan asked.
“601.” Although he didn’t show it, the man was clearly growing impatient.
“Who are you looking for, Hong jie?” Lu Yan made up a name, hesitating for two seconds between Cuihua and Xiao Hong.
“…” The man said, “Why do you care so much?”
“She’s not home,” Unexpectedly, Lu Yan didn’t press further and stepped aside, “She’ll probably be back later. What’s your name?”
“My surname is Xiao.”
Lu Yan nodded, calmly took out his phone, opened WeChat, and found the conversation with Zhang Xiaohui. “Alright, I’ll give her a call to inform her. Why don’t you come up and wait at my place for a while?”
“Thank you,” Xiao Heng’s tone also softened, “Standing here and waiting…” Is fine.
However, before he could finish his sentence, Lu Yan directly pinned him against the wall!
With one hand, Lu Yan restrained the man’s wrist, forcibly turning him around. Xiao Heng’s face came into intimate contact with the graffiti on the corridor wall.
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The red graffiti depicted a creature with fangs and wings. As Xiao Heng lifted his eyes, he met the gaze of the creature’s eyes, two circles.
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Qlatbea ulnlcu atf batfg qfgrbc j mtjcmf ab gfjma, Oe Tjc qgfrrfv tlr fiybk jujlcra Wljb Lfcu’r cfmx. Oe Tjc’r jgw vlvc’a tjnf wemt oifrt, jcv la kjr lcmgfvlyis ifjc. Ktf qgbagevlcu ybcf ja atf fiybk qjlcoeiis qgfrrfv jujlcra Wljb Lfcu’r cfmx.
The two of them were of similar height. From Lu Yan’s perspective, he could see a portion of the man’s nape hidden beneath the fabric of the shirt. He leaned in and said, “There’s no such thing as Hong jie. I don’t even know the name of the girl next door. I casually made up a name to bluff you, and you actually fell for it. You have a respectable appearance, how can you do such a thing?”
Xiao Heng hadn’t cursed in centuries, but Lu Yan managed to provoke him into doing so. He turned his head and said, “Are you fucking crazy?”
After saying that, Xiao Heng took a deep breath, “I really don’t know her name, but I do have something important to discuss with her.”
The two were very close.
Close enough to hear each other’s breath.
In the corridor earlier, Xiao Heng didn’t take a proper look at this person. Apart from the exaggerated hairstyle, his face was surprisingly good-looking.
This “not bad” mainly came from the fact that even with his hairstyle, he still appeared far from being ugly.
Then, shamate opened his mouth and said: “What business? Do you want to chop the wires or hack the water pipes?”
He continued, “How many xiongdi did you bring this time?”
“…”
“Let go.”
“To hell with letting go.”
“Hey, shamate,” Xiao Heng laughed, “I’ll say it one last time, let go.”
“Kill what?” Lu Yan also chuckled, “Say it again?”
Xiao Heng slowed down his speech and repeated, “Sha, ma, te.”
“No,” Lu Yan drawled out and said calmly, “Be obedient.”
Lu Yan just wanted to keep him under control and prevent him from escaping before the other residents returned. After the last visit from the demolition company, Aunty Zhang’s medical expenses were covered by everyone, and the whole incident still lacked a proper resolution.
He didn’t want to resort to violence to solve the problem.
Having experienced much in society in this life, he wouldn’t easily move his fists and preferred to move his mouth.
From the start, Lu Yan didn’t pay much attention to this young master. Looking at him, it felt like while Lu Yan was venturing into the jianghu, this young master was still drinking milk at home.
He couldn’t make any waves by himself.
However, at this moment, the person he was tightly suppressing suddenly exerted force, and the situation was instantly overturned. The person who was pressed against the wall and stared at the red graffiti became Lu Yan.
…Fuck.
Lu Yan was surprised.
Pretty good at fighting?
Xiao Heng felt that the nerve called ‘reason’ in his brain was on the verge of breaking. He suppressed the irritability and tried to communicate with this shamate again: “Listen, you may have misunderstood…”
Before he could finish speaking, there was a clang downstairs.
The door that did not require an access card was pushed open by someone, and the movement was very rough, with the sound of impact echoing in the corridor.
Following the noise, a vulgar curse was uttered.
“Fuck it,” a hoarse male voice carrying phlegm said, “Take it down! Cut off the power! Disconnect the circuits!”
“Is anyone left in the building?”
Another person replied, “No one, we’ve sent people in to check, they’ve all gone to work.”
“That’s good,” the man chuckled sinisterly, “I didn’t believe it at first. This time, we’ll teach them a lesson.”
… Xiao Heng finally understood what it meant to be unable to wash oneself clean even after jumping into the Yellow River.
Before the scuffle with the suspicious figure in front of him, Lu Yan already sent a WeChat message to Zhang Xiaohui with the three words “there’s a situation.” He didn’t know how many residents in Unit 3 received the news and were rushing back.
As it turned out, their response was swift and a few dozen people arrived.
The first one to enter the building was a man with a large gold chain around his neck. Due to the scorching summer day, he only wore floral shorts. He was as swift as the wind, and much stronger than the personnel from the demolition company.
Man with the big gold chain: “I dare anyone to touch that circuit breaker! I want that lowly dog’s life!”
The speed of the residents was like a gust of wind sweeping away the clouds. Even Zhang Xiaohui, who was so weak that he couldn’t even tie up a chicken managed to knock one person down. Ten minutes later, the people who planned to dismantle the circuit breaker were sprawled outside the building like a pile of cabbage. Others surrounded them, shouting slogans:
“Unite and work together, stand as one against external threats!”
“Burn our hot blood! Ignite our passion!”
“Repeat after me, reject forced demolition!”
“Reject forced demolition!”
“…”
“Block 6, Unit 3! We are shameless!”
“Shameless!”
About twenty people gathered in a semicircle, raising their fists high into the air with each shout. To an uninformed observer, it might resemble a cult gathering.
At the forefront stood Lu Yan, towering over the crowd.
Beside him was the man with the big gold chain, holding a tree branch he picked up from the ground. He shouted, “Everyone, squat down!”
Man with the big gold chain: “You guys, ah, truly incomprehensible… Human nature is inherently good. Being kind is the most important thing in life. What led you down the wrong path? I’m talking to you, lift your head.”
Zhang Xiaohui stood behind him, trying to sound tough: “T-t-talking about you!”
Lu Yan remained silent. He felt his pockets and realized he only had a lighter without cigarettes. So, he casually reached for the flower-patterned shorts worn by the man with the big gold chain and pulled out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from the pocket.
He took one out.
“You,” Lu Yan squatted down, the lit cigarette hanging from his lips. His gaze fixed on the most conspicuous person in the cabbage pile. He clicked his tongue and asked, “Surrender or admit defeat?”
The young master’s last bit of composure faded away. He scowled and spat out a single word, “Leave.”
“Is that how you talk?” Lu Yan remarked, exhaling smoke. “Have some manners.”
This time, the young master didn’t bother with a reply.
At this moment, another person from the cabbage pile wanted to speak, “Um…”
Lu Yan interrupted, “Shut up. None of your business.”
The man still wanted to say something, “No…”
Lu Yan flicked the ashes off his cigarette, “I told you to shut up. Can’t you understand ‘shut up’?”
Zhang Xiaohui imitated him, but lacked any power in his tone, “Shu-shu-shut up, can’t un-un-understand?”
“No,” surprisingly the man persisted. He shrunk his head and pointed to the person beside him.
Dressed extravagantly.
Cold-faced.
And that valuable looking watch.
The mighty Dismantling Corporation would never have such a character!
He burst out in a perplexed question, “Who is this guy?”
Lu Yan choked on the smoke in his mouth.
I’m also wondering who this Xiao Heng guy is 😭