Frozen Doomsday: Ice Sculptures Turned Into Real Objects, I Built a God-Level Fortress

Chapter 40: Mrs. Qian Is Plotted Against

"What, you said they actually ate hot pot and had a small barbecue?"

Wang Yaowen's stomach immediately growled, and sour water poured into his mouth.

As the saying goes, a little boy will eat his father to death.

His dozen apprentices are just like gluttons, and they have already eaten up all the inferior food.

Now in his huge villa, let alone food, even his beloved fortune tree.

All the leaves of these hungry wolves were picked and boiled into a pot of soup. He endured the heartache and drank two big bowls in a row.

"It's true, boss. When those two guys passed by me, they were still steaming and smelled of cumin barbecue sauce."

"I almost fainted from the fragrance at that time."

The younger brother rubbed his stomach and smacked his lips.

"Boss, let's have a barbecue."

"I know how those two guys got this delicious meal."

Wang Yaowen saw that the younger brother seemed to have something else to say, and motioned him to whisper.

"They brought a very pretty woman with them, but she didn't come out in the end. She must have been left in the villa by Zhou Xun."

"Boss, we have so many girls here, why don't we?"

"Pah!" Wang Yaowen slapped the younger brother hard.

"Beast, they are all your brothers and sisters!"

"You actually want to exchange them for food, are you still a human being?"

"Since you chose to kowtow to me as your master, I will definitely be responsible for you to the end."

"We will not monitor Zhou Xun for the time being. Let's change our target and go to Mrs. Qian."

"There is something wrong with this damn old woman. I always feel that the lost supplies must be related to her."

"Go and notify everyone, take the weapons, and let's go now."

A group of energetic young men and little girls set out again in a mighty manner and headed straight for Mrs. Qian's villa.

At this time, Mrs. Qian, her son and her precious grandson were enjoying a pot of braised pork.

Qian Xiaoxia, who was sitting timidly at the side, wanted to take a piece, but was hit on the head by Qian Pozi with a chopstick.

"You have no share in this, you loser."

"I have raised you for 28 years, and now I have to support you until you die."

"Look at how fat you are. You won't starve to death if you skip a meal. Just drink some water and smell the smell."

"You still want to eat meat? You deserve it?"

Qian Ganqian wolfed down several pieces in a row, ate a large bowl of rice, and wiped his greasy mouth.

He slightly touched his face that was burned by the chili pepper, and he screamed in pain.

He drank another large bowl of rice in anger and burped.

"Mom, we have to think of a way to get some weapons for self-defense."

"Otherwise, these good things will be robbed by someone sooner or later."

"You don't know how dangerous I was outside these days. I almost died."

Thinking of the days he spent in Gao Yao's villa and the suffering he suffered at Zhou Xun's place.

Qian Ganqian was so scared that his legs were shaking. He was now very afraid that Gao Yao would come to his house.

Although the doors and windows were sealed, that guy had a gun in his hand.

At this moment, there was a "bang bang bang" sound of knocking on the door at the door of the villa.

Qian Ganqian was obviously frightened and shivered. He slapped himself in the face, thinking that his bad mouth really brought Gao Yao here.

"Mrs. Qian, get out of here!"

"Don't think that no one knows about what you did secretly."

"I know that you secretly took all the supplies home. Now hand over some of them and I will pretend that I know nothing."

"Otherwise, I will publicize you in the group. By then, even if you live in an iron shell, they can still tear you apart."

Mrs. Qian looked out through the gap in the window.

After seeing clearly that the person coming was not Gao Yao but Wang Yaowen, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Qian didn't care about this guy who didn't do his job and begged online in the villa all day long.

It's not as good as his precious son who eats and sleeps at home, and beats his wife.

"Son, don't be afraid, it's that guy Wang Yaowen, who is outside with his group of little bastards."

"You are injured, go and rest after eating."

Mrs. Qian turned from her son to her daughter, and her face changed immediately.

"Why are you still sitting there? Go apply medicine to your brother and wash the dishes!"

"You eat like a pig. I could support you before, but now you want to eat for free. No way!"

"Your sister-in-law, that bitch, is dead. From now on, you will serve your brother and your nephew."

"Otherwise, don't even think about eating a grain of rice!"

Qian Xiaoxia looked at the last bit of broth left, which all went into Qian Duoduo's mouth.

She touched her stomach and did what Mrs. Qian said.

Mrs. Qian walked to the door and checked to make sure nothing was loose and the windows were sealed tightly.

She then shouted to the outside without panic.

"Wang Yaowen, please stop slandering me!"

"You don't have any evidence, so why do you accuse me of stealing the supplies?"

"I still suspect you. You have the largest family in the entire community. I'm afraid you broke open the warehouse door in the middle of the night and stole the supplies. Now you're crying thief!"

How could she just give away part of the supplies she had worked so hard to get?

Nowadays, these things are very valuable. A little more can help a person live a few more days.

Although everyone will die in the end, it is better to die later than to die early.

When Wang Yaowen's younger brother heard this, he was so angry that he took the thing in his hand and smashed Mrs. Qian's security door several times.

But all they had were inferior tripods, not professional tools, and there was nothing they could do about the security door.

"Okay, Mrs. Qian, are you kidding me?"

"Don't think there's nothing I can do. I'm going to ask everyone in the community to search my villa right now. If nothing is found, don't blame me for bringing people here."

"When the time comes, it's not me who has the final say on how they treat you."

Mrs. Qian was a little panicked when she heard that Wang Yaowen was going to die.

She has always been a bully, loves to take advantage of others, looks down on others and others, and often gossips behind others' backs.

If she hadn't been sitting in the position of director of the neighborhood committee, she would have been dealt with long ago.

But times have changed. In the past, you could use your status as a neighborhood committee to suppress it, but now it’s useless.

She quickly changed her face, her tone became much calmer, and she spoke to Wang Yaowen in a consultative tone.

"Yaowen, aunt used to watch your live broadcasts often, and she gave you a lot of likes."

"But you really wronged me, aunt. I was the director of the neighborhood committee at the time, and I had a half-earned job. How could I do something that violated discipline?"

"But there are still some supplies here, but there really aren't many."

"How about this? I'll bite the bullet and share some with you. Do you think we can get over this matter today?"

"If you don't tell me, and I won't tell you, we'll just pretend that no one has been here."

After hearing these words, Wang Yaowen had already concluded in his heart that those supplies must have been secretly taken away by Aunt Qian.

However, it’s better to do this. Instead of exposing this matter, distribute the supplies to the entire community.

It would be more cost-effective to do what we are doing now, grabbing Aunt Qian's little whip and slowly threatening her to spit out the supplies bit by bit.

"Okay, Aunt Qian, I believe in your character. You must not have done this."

"However, there are more than ten people here. The supplies you gave me are short. If someone doesn't have anything to eat, I can't guarantee that he will talk nonsense."

Aunt Qian's heart ached for a while, knowing that she would not be able to escape this hurdle without bleeding profusely today.

This made her more determined about her son's idea just now.

That is to get a weapon, preferably a gun, so that all the supplies can be protected.

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