After buying vehicles, they naturally needed fuel. Madam Bai traveled through several countries and acquired large amounts of diesel, gasoline, and various energy sources. They probably wouldn’t run out of fuel before the vehicles themselves became scrap.
Energy supplies were equally important. Electricity, batteries, gas canisters—after stockpiling them, they would still need to use them sparingly. Jiang Lang’s family had even considered buying coal, charcoal basins, and charcoal stoves, these more primitive heating tools, just to save electricity.
After all, in the later stages of the apocalypse, many places couldn’t even find dry firewood. The cold had taken the lives of tens of thousands.
After Madam Bai finished most of her stockpiling, she called.
“Jiangjiang, I’ve already booked your flight. Come over to my side for a trip.”
“Mom, how much cargo is there?”
“Less than nine hundred cubic meters, but pretty close.”
Jiang Lang became excited.
“Mom, you’re amazing. My space should still have enough room.”
Nine hundred cubic meters. Fortunately, she had spun the lottery wheel a few more times, increasing her storage space by several hundred cubic meters. Her remaining points balance was now only seven hundred.
Praised by her daughter, Madam Bai raised her brows proudly.
“Basic operation. It’s spread across more than a dozen warehouses in different locations. Once you get here, you’ll have to run around a lot.”
“Not as tiring as you, Mom. You’ve worked hard.”
Completely satisfied, Madam Bai hung up the phone.
The flight was scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, so there was no need to rush.
Jiang Lang continued placing online orders.
Whenever she browsed through the food or general goods sections, she simply ordered randomly.
Like the children’s rhyme—little rooster points at who to pick.
Okay, this store it is. One hundred units ordered.
After stocking up on so many supplies, she had long since developed aesthetic fatigue. Everything blurred together.
She had never imagined that spending money could become such a troublesome thing.
What a blissful kind of trouble.
A message notification suddenly popped up on her phone.
Zhang Li: [Can you come out tomorrow morning? I have something very important to tell you. You must come.]
An address followed.
A private room in the restaurant next to the bar.
Li Bao’s territory.
What was she plotting?
Jiang Lang clicked her tongue, lips curving upward as she immediately called back.
“What’s so important that you can’t say it over the phone?”
“Jiang Lang, this is really important. You absolutely must come tomorrow. It’s about Li Mei getting injured.”
Jiang Lang still sounded casual and indifferent.
“Not going.”
“Jiang Lang!”
The voice on the other end sounded panicked and urgent, every word trembling slightly, as though she feared something.
As if finally persuaded, Jiang Lang smiled.
“Alright then. I’ll come.”
After hanging up, her expression returned to emotionless calm.
Tomorrow morning, huh? After resolving this matter, she should still make it in time for her flight.
11 a.m.
“Why isn’t she here yet? Did you pull something behind my back?”
Li Bao sat sprawled in a grand armchair, his fleshy face full of impatience.
Zhang Li knelt on the floor, crying miserably.
“How would I dare? You watched me make the call and send the message. We agreed on nine o’clock. I really don’t know why she still hasn’t arrived.”
More than twenty subordinates had already been arranged around the lobby. The moment she arrived, she wouldn’t be able to escape.
Veins bulged on Li Bao’s forehead. He had waited for a full two hours. It had been a very long time since anyone dared make him wait this long.
“Master Bao, why don’t we just go grab her from her house?” one subordinate suggested.
They had already thoroughly investigated the background of the woman bold enough to stab the young miss.
“She lives in Jingwan. Why don’t you go?”
Jingwan Villa District housed people who were anything but ordinary—business owners, tycoons, wealthy heirs, major families. If they caused trouble there and offended the wrong person, their entire lives could restart from zero.
The subordinate’s face stiffened.
“Master Bao, I was wrong.”
“Idiot!”
Li Bao spat onto the floor.
“Idiot!”
Somewhere along the line, something must have gone wrong. That woman had probably guessed something and decided not to come.
Damn it. Bad luck.
At that moment, the private room door opened.
The subordinates stepped aside as a young and beautiful girl appeared at the doorway.
Jiang Lang glanced around the room and said in surprise,
“Oh? Why are there so many people? Who wanted to see me?”
Then she noticed Zhang Li lying on the ground.
“Probably not Zhang Li.”
Zhang Li trembled violently and cried out,
“Master Bao, I was forced! Jiang Lang broke my hand and nearly strangled me to death. I really didn’t want to reveal Sister Mei’s whereabouts to her!”
Jiang Lang twitched at the corner of her mouth.
Li Bao narrowed his eyes.
“You’re late.”
“You begged me to come. Isn’t being late only natural?” Jiang Lang raised a brow. She hadn’t even wanted to come in the first place.
Arrogant.
The subordinates glanced at Li Bao’s expression and collectively inhaled sharply.
She was unbelievably arrogant.
What gave her the right to act like this?
Li Bao chuckled darkly, but the smile quickly disappeared. A murderous aura pressed down over the room, leaving everyone too afraid to breathe loudly.
Master Bao was truly enraged this time.
“You stabbed my daughter?”
Jiang Lang nodded.
“And you still dare admit it.”
Jiang Lang shrugged.
“There’s nothing I wouldn’t dare admit. She deserved a lesson. Having such an ill-mannered daughter who practically begged to be killed must really be hard on you, Master Bao. Since you wouldn’t discipline her, I had no choice but to help you do it.”
“No need to thank me too much.”
Every sentence stomped directly on Li Bao’s landmines.
First, she stabbed his daughter on his own turf, trampling all over his dignity. Then she publicly called his daughter uncultured, which was basically insulting him indirectly.
Li Bao clenched his fists, murderous intent radiating from him.
“No need to get angry, Master Bao. Even though a child’s faults are the father’s responsibility, this isn’t ancient times anymore. Collective punishment isn’t popular these days. I won’t blame you for your daughter’s mistakes.”
Li Bao was so angry he laughed.
This woman really wouldn’t shed tears until she saw the coffin.
Li Bao’s gaze turned sinister, baring his frightening teeth.
“You’re not afraid of me?”
“I’m the one in the right. You can’t out-argue me. As for fighting…” Jiang Lang tilted her head slightly. “Do you want to fight me? One at a time, or all together?”
What an ignorant calf unafraid of the tiger.
Just because she had a little skill, she really thought she was invincible.
“Do you know how my daughter wanted me to deal with you before I came here? Do you know how I usually handle people I don’t like?”
Jiang Lang tilted her head slightly.
“For men, I beat them half to death first, then cut off what they value most. After that, I let them sit in the electric chair for a while, then feed them to my wolves after starving the wolves for three days.”
“As for women, pretty much the same process. But waste not, want not. First my brothers get to have some fun. A beautiful woman like you would be especially popular—and suffer even worse. Most die after three to five days of being played with. Once dead, the corpse can still feed the wolves.”
Jiang Lang’s eyes gradually turned cold.
“Sounds like you’re very experienced, Master Bao.”
Li Bao began chuckling again, his eyes growing increasingly vicious.
“Let’s see whether you’ll become one of them.”