Poverty makes me capable of anything.

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Why are you trying to curry favor with someone? Shouldn't you be trying to get the "ringleader" to hand over the money himself?

"Does your family own a mine at No. 1886?" An Ran asked, feigning surprise.

“Uh, no, not at all.” Zhou Jieyu shook her head. “I mean, I’m a stranger in a foreign land.”

"Oh." An Ran wanted to say something more, but a figure suddenly ran past her.

It had four legs and suddenly lunged forward; it was quite large.

It's you, you dog!

"Let's go, let's not talk about this now, let's go find that retired official first."

An Ran smiled.

As intruders, and fully armed, Anran and the others are just cats.

Retired officials are like mice, mice that know the cat is coming and start to struggle.

A cat-and-mouse game begins to unfold inside the house.

……

There was more than one person in the big house; to be precise, there was more than one living being.

Therefore, whenever they encountered any creatures that might get in their way, Anran would offer them peanuts.

Any creature that eats peanuts will automatically move aside and peacefully close its eyes.

Faced with An Ran's hospitality, Zhou Jieyu was speechless and even trembled slightly.

"Alright, this is it." An Ran stopped at the door of a room on the first floor.

On the enlarged map, the dot representing retired officials is located at this position.

Originally, this spot of light was meant to help examiners protect retired officials, but now it has become an instruction for Anran to capture him.

It has countless ingenious uses.

The retired official had no idea that something like this would happen.

He was hiding in the basement when he heard An Ran push open the door.

I heard Anran turning on the switch inside the house.

I heard various hammering and knocking sounds.

Then I heard a faint rumbling sound.

Finally, he heard the clicking sound of the door opening.

"..."

Light shone in from above, instantly brightening the somewhat dim basement.

The retired official was blinded by the bright light and was about to fire his gun when his wrist was suddenly slapped.

With a loosening of his fingers, the pistol flew out.

An Ran's voice came over: "It was well hidden, but I still found it."

Is that a female voice?

The retired official opened his eyes and saw two young girls' faces close together.

They're a bit too young.

Are they the ones who want to kill me?

Even amidst the crisis, the retired official remained stunned.

"Hey, I thought he was much older. He looks like he's only in his forties. Why did he retire? Does he have some kind of hidden illness?" Zhou Jieyu muttered to herself.

"..."

The retired official had nothing to say.

An Ran immediately slapped Zhou Jieyu on the head: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and pull him out."

"oh oh."

Zhou Jieyu covered the back of her head, and together with An Ran, they quickly lifted the retired official out of the house. The man's struggles seemed extremely weak.

"Let me go! Who are you people?"

The retired official was pinned to the floor and began to yell.

"Quiet, you big-headed baby!" An Ran pulled out her gun.

Emmm...

Zhou Jieyu gestured, and the person's head was indeed a bit big.

The retired official immediately backed down.

"Are you here to seek wealth? If so, I can take you to the safe right away..."

"No, no, no, actually we're here to protect you." An Ran shook her head.

If this weren't a copy, Anran would be quite happy to make money.

"Protect me?" A retired official has fallen into "mental idiocy"—what kind of brand-new operation is this?

"Bang-"

An Ran was about to say something when a noise suddenly came from outside.

She turned to Zhou Jieyu and said, "There are still 3 people left. I'll go out and take care of them first. You keep an eye on him."

The loud noise just now was from that small house exploding, successfully killing seven members of Morning Star.

"No problem, leave it to me!" Zhou Jieyu immediately shook the gun in her hand, full of confidence.

The retired official fell silent, then his eyes darted around.

The short girl is in charge, and the one next to her is a bit taller and looks a little silly. Given the opportunity, it's not like there's no chance...

"what!"

The retired official suddenly screamed.

An Ran clenched her fist.

It seems there was a slight miscalculation just now, but the retired official's right hand is temporarily useless, hanging limply at his side.

"I'll shatter your delusion of escaping. I'll come back and deal with you properly after I've dealt with some of the people outside."

An Ran took the gun and turned to leave.

They ignored the retired official who was sweating profusely from the pain.

And Zhou Jieyu, who was quite surprised (?°?°?)

Is Enron really that scary?

Shaking and shaking.

Howl!

Wail!

Let's lure all three of Morning Star's people over here!

This way, Anran won't have to play hide-and-seek with them.

Chapter 32 This young lady loves to take action against arrogant people (Part 2)

Anran walked out of the room.

Although the retired official was still groaning in pain, and his screams were easily distracting, Zhou Jieyu felt that the temperature had suddenly risen considerably.

The trembling body stopped shaking.

I can breathe freely again.

She stretched, then poked the retired official with the muzzle of her rifle, giving him a fierce look: "Stop yelling, or I'll hit you!"

"Ah—" the retired official exclaimed again.

His howling now is partly because he's really in pain, and partly because he wants to attract the three people An Ran mentioned.

He had already decided that An Ran and Zhou Jieyu were "terrorists" (although he didn't know why they were two girls), and that the three people were his hired guards.

If I can get those three guards to come over, I can still be saved.

If An Ran were still here, the retired officials would definitely remain silent, enduring the pain no matter what. But Zhou Jieyu is different; she seems easier to fool.

"Um--"

Looking at the retired official who was still wailing, Zhou Jieyu gave a long "hmm" and then suddenly turned around to look around.

There are quite a few things in this small room.

The retired official kept groaning and observing Zhou Jieyu's movements.

What is she going to do?

Zhou Jieyu pulled a mop from the corner; it had a solid wooden handle and was quite heavy when she tossed it.

Zhou Jieyu grabbed a broom and walked up to the retired official.

She had a hard time walking; it took her almost ten seconds to cover a mere five meters.

But it was precisely this leisurely pace that made the retired official suddenly realize something was amiss.

"If you yell again, I'll break your other arm too!" Zhou Jieyu said kindly.

Ok?

The retired official was horrified!