Chapter 28 Kicking Down the Door to Demand Payment!
Chapter 28 Kicking Down the Door to Demand Payment!
chaos.
It's too messy.
It felt like a typhoon had passed through, or like a group of thugs had broken into the house.
All the closet doors were open, and clothes, books, and bedding were scattered all over the floor.
The table was overturned, and the drawers were pulled out and turned upside down on the ground.
Even the bed board was lifted up.
"My car! Where's my car?!"
Zhong Chengyu walked around the dormitory, and finally knelt at the balcony door, his voice trembling.
The modified "Little Turtle King" electric car that used to be parked on the balcony is gone.
Along with them, two other electric bikes parked in the dormitory and the meager supplies they had collected also disappeared.
Apart from a few tattered clothes and some worn-out books, there was nothing left.
"Who did it? Who on earth did it?!"
Zhong Chengyu suddenly stood up, his eyes bloodshot, like an enraged bull.
He grabbed a stool from the ground and slammed it against the wall.
"Bang!"
The lime fell in a soft patter.
One of the stool legs broke off.
"Stop howling."
Jiang Ming's face was grim.
He stood at the door, but did not go in. Instead, he turned around and looked at dormitory 305 next door.
That was their dormitory.
The same footprints.
The same violent breach.
The door was half-closed, revealing an equally messy floor inside.
Wang Yang's face turned pale instantly, and he scrambled into 305.
"Oh no! My instant noodle seasoning packet! My unfinished soda!"
He rummaged around in the room for a while, then plopped down on the floor and let out a long sigh.
"Thank goodness... thank goodness I've put them all into my storage card."
Apart from a few empty instant noodle bags that were deliberately placed outside to avoid attracting attention and were crushed, all the truly valuable supplies were in Wang Yang's account.
Their losses were almost zero.
But dormitory 302 wasn't so lucky.
That was all of Zhong Chengyu and the others' life savings.
In this godforsaken place, without a car and without food, it's like losing half your life.
"These beasts..."
One of Zhong Chengyu's roommates slid down to the floor against the wall, pounding the ground in discomfort.
"These bastards actually dared to steal our base while we were out killing monsters?"
Li Bin pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the cold light of his flashlight.
He crouched down and carefully examined the marks on the door lock.
"The door was broken down violently. Judging from the size and texture of the footprints, they were sneakers. It was a man, about 1.75 meters tall, and quite heavy."
He stood up and walked into the corridor, the beam of his flashlight extending along a scratch on the floor.
Those are marks left by dragging heavy objects.
It extends all the way to the stairwell.
"They were towing the cart, so they couldn't have gone very fast."
Li Bin turned his head and looked at Jiang Ming.
"And with such a loud commotion, it's impossible that no one on this floor could have heard it."
Jiang Ming remained silent.
He walked to the door of dormitory 303—the dormitory where they had shown the most hatred towards him when they were having a barbecue.
He lifted his foot.
"Bang!"
A loud bang.
He kicked open the dormitory door, which was originally tightly closed.
Several people were sitting together in the room, sharing something by the dim light of a candle.
When they saw Jiang Ming barging in with a sword, the men were so frightened that their hands trembled and they dropped what they were holding.
It was a torn-open bag of bread.
Jiang Ming clearly remembered that only one of Zhong Chengyu's roommates had bought and shared this type of packaged bread.
"Is it tasty?"
Jiang Ming walked into the room, the tip of his sword drawing a spark on the ground.
The people inside were trembling, and no one dared to speak.
Jiang Ming bent down, picked up the piece of bread that had fallen to the ground, and blew off the dust.
"I'll give you three seconds."
Tell me, who did it?
Then, he raised his head and his gaze swept over everyone in the room.
"one."
Jiang Ming's voice wasn't loud, not even as loud as the crackling of the still-burning candle.
But the instant he uttered that word "one," he swung his black iron longsword down suddenly.
"Snap!"
The folding table with bread and a half-empty bottle of mineral water, along with the stainless steel lunchbox on it, was neatly cut in half like tofu.
The cut is as smooth as a mirror.
Half of the table collapsed with a crash, and the soup from the lunchbox splashed all over the crotch of the boy in the yellow vest.
"Hey! I'll talk! I'll talk!"
The man in the yellow vest was so frightened that he fell off the stool and onto the ground, scrambling backward on all fours. His crotch was soaked, and it was unclear whether it was soup or urine.
"It's Zhao Gang! Zhao Gang from the sports institute!" He pointed to the floor beneath his feet, his voice trembling with tears. "They live in room 206! They stole everything, we... we just picked up the scraps, this bread was what they threw at us because they didn't want it!"
"Zhao Gang?"
Zhong Chengyu rushed in from behind, grabbed the man in the yellow vest by the collar, and lifted him off the ground.
"That bastard stole my car?!"
"They're...downstairs!" The man in the yellow vest rolled his eyes, his grip tightening. "They said they were going to take the batteries out and connect them to the light...Don't hit me, I really didn't lay a hand on them!"
"Bang!"
Zhong Chengyu punched the man in the yellow vest in the face, causing him to bleed from the nose.
"You're eating my bread and saying you haven't laid a hand on me? Do you think I'm an idiot?!"
Jiang Ming didn't stop him.
He simply sheathed his sword and wiped the sawdust off the blade onto the clothes of the terrified curly-haired boy.
"Walk."
Jiang Ming turned and went out.
Li Bin pushed up his glasses and, as he passed a table, casually grabbed a golf club hanging on it.
"This is mine." Li Bin weighed it in his hand, looking at the trembling boys in the room. "Any objections?"
Several people shook their heads vigorously, like rattles.
……
The second floor.
Before you even get to 206, you can hear the noise and heavy metal music coming from inside.
I don't know where these guys got their batteries from, but they can actually power the speakers.
The corridor was filled with the smell of cheap cigarettes and alcohol.
Several empty beer bottles were carelessly tossed on the ground, rolling haphazardly to the corner of the wall.
"Damn! Today was fucking awesome!"
"If those idiots come back and find their house has been burgled, they'll probably cry their eyes out, hahaha!"
"Cry? If they dare utter a single cry, I'll knock their teeth out!"
A rough laugh came through the door, and it was quite jarring.
Zhong Chengyu's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and the veins on the back of his hand gripping the baseball bat bulged.
That's his car. He saved up for a month by working hard and delivering takeout before he could buy it.
He raised his foot to kick the door.
A hand pressed down on his shoulder.
Jiang Ming pulled him behind him and stood in the middle of the doorway himself.
"I'll do it."
Jiang Ming raised his right leg.
Strength attribute: 10.
This kick was devoid of any fancy moves; it was pure, violent aesthetics.
"boom--!!!"
A loud bang, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
The once sturdy security door, along with its hinges, flew entirely inside.
The enormous impact kicked up a cloud of dust.
The door slammed heavily onto a table in the room, smashing the wine bottles and peanuts on the table to pieces, scattering glass shards all over the floor.
The heavy metal music in the room stopped abruptly because the door panel had just broken the connecting wire.
Seven or eight burly men, shirtless and tattooed, were stunned.
The crew-cut man sitting in the middle, who was using a screwdriver to remove the battery, froze in mid-air.
He is Zhao Gang, a member of the sports academy's basketball team, and his arms are thicker than Wang Yang's thighs.
"Who the hell wants to die?!"
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