Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 31 Traditional Well-Behaved Ladies 4

Zhang Er's face darkened, his expression revealing a hint of impatience: "You've been blocking my door this early in the morning, how am I supposed to do business?"

"If you're not coming in, then get lost and find someone else. Let's see who else can help you with this besides me!"

Ling Yi was so frightened by him that she took two steps back, and her eyes welled up with tears, looking pitiful.

Seeing how clueless he was, Zhang Er became even more eager and kept urging her to make a decision.

"Do we really want to go in?" After a long while, Ling Yi finally made up her mind and looked up at Zhang Er.

Zhang Er was overjoyed and pushed open the door: "Come in if you want, get out if you don't!"

Ling Yi hesitated for a moment before finally walking in.

Zhang Er looked left and right, and seeing that no neighbors had seen what was happening, he chuckled and quickly closed the door.

The door creaked shut, and as he turned around, he was met with the dark muzzle of a gun.

"Woman, spare your life!"

In an instant, Zhang Er's whole body went limp.

At this point, let alone lust, even genuine feelings almost stop beating.

"Shout louder, and see if I can kill you before anyone else notices." Under Zhang Er's terrified gaze, Ling Yi deactivated the safety.

A sharp crack nearly made Zhang Er wet his pants in fright.

"Heroine, spare my life! I'll never raise my voice again!" Zhang Er kowtowed repeatedly, tears streaming down his face, as if he were terrified.

But his darting eyes clearly betrayed his thoughts.

What use is a gun to a weak woman if he...

"Ah!" A scream was abruptly cut short as the gun was shoved into his mouth. Zhang Er clutched his arm, which had been pierced by a dagger, and sobbed silently.

"Do you have other schemes up your sleeve?" Ling Yi gazed at his limbs with a chilling look, as if searching for a better place to strike.

Zhang Er shook his head hastily, not daring to entertain any thoughts at all.

This fiend looks so clean and fair-skinned, how come he's so ruthless when he strikes?

Ling Yi snorted coldly, pulled the dagger from his low scream, turned around and sat down on the chair under the tree, slamming the gun on the stone table: "Speak."

Zhang Er trembled at this baffling remark, and said in a tearful voice, "What do you want me to say, sir?"

Ling Yi gently patted the gun: "It's what made you say what."

She snatched the gun from a few Indian thugs last night.

Those Indians were so drunk that a dozen of them couldn't even walk in a straight line.

At that moment, Ling Yi hid in the corner and pulled the last person away from the group.

She originally wanted to grab a police baton for self-defense, but she didn't expect to be arrested as a gang leader who was armed with a pistol.

The robbery went incredibly smoothly. The burly police chief was caught, and instead of resisting, he quickly raised his hands and handed over all his belongings and the location of his firearms.

When Ling Yi knocked the man unconscious and dumped him on the roadside, she watched from afar as the wailing Indians, who hadn't noticed their leader was missing, began to suspect something.

Are the people in the Public Works Department really not crazy to appoint people with this kind of fighting ability as patrol officers?

Upon seeing the gun, Zhang Er trembled all over and poured out all the big and small things he had done in the past, like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

When he mentioned how this female demon wouldn't budge when he harassed young girls in his youth, he finally cried: "Heroine, what do you want to know? Can't you just ask?"

If we keep going on and on about each and every one of these things, how long will it take?

What did Ling Yi want to know?

She had heard that Zhang Er was a real estate agent and wanted to find a place to live.

But this guy is no good; he tries to seduce and harm people the moment he sees them, so she decided to put on a show of force to scare him.

Once you've scared someone, what can't you do?

Let alone renting a room, she could even make Zhang Er call her ancestor!

After listening to Zhang Er's confession, which came out like beans spilling from a bamboo tube, Ling Yi had no other thoughts except the urge to shoot this villain.

Zhang Er's crimes deserve death!

Seeing the murderous intent in Ling Yi's gaze, Zhang Er finally couldn't withstand the pressure and revealed his last trump card: "And...and another thing, I stole from a tenant before. That guy had a large amount of US dollars, pounds, and fiat currency, as well as dozens of small yellow croakers."

The short man spoke with a strong northern accent and rented a shabby house. At the time, he only intended to steal a token amount, but who would have thought he would steal so much?

Even someone with a brain could tell there was something wrong, but he never imagined the problem would arise so quickly.

Ling Yi, who had received the unexpected information, raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"

Zhang Er cautiously glanced at her expression, gritted his teeth and stamped his foot: "As long as you let me go, I'll give you all the money!"

His heart was bleeding as he spoke of this.

But I can't not pay this money, or I'll lose my life!

"Take it out and let me see it first." Ling Yi said calmly, not letting Zhang Er see any flaws.

Zhang Er pointed to his brick wall and said cautiously, "I'm going to get the money. Be careful not to accidentally set it on fire."

He was terrified at the sight of the dark gun barrel.

Ling Yi raised her chin, letting Zhang Erxiao run to the corner of the wall, pry open a few bricks, and bring out the small package wrapped in oil paper hidden inside to her.

As the oiled paper was unfurled, dirt fell away, revealing the gold and silver treasures hidden within.

Zhang Er looked longingly at the money, then at Ling Yi's slender neck, his eyes flashing with struggle several times, but ultimately turning into fear.

He's capable of anything against unarmed civilians, but against those armed...

He should just bear with it!

Bundles of banknotes and glittering yellow croakers were placed in front of Ling Yi, making her squint slightly.

I thought I was going to have to work hard for a while, but who would have thought I would get such a windfall?

"That person lost so much money, didn't they report it to the police station?" She closed the oil paper and, under Zhang Er's reluctant gaze, pulled it in front of her.

Having given up his last struggle, Zhang Er had no reason to be dishonest: "You and I both know that this money and these people are of dubious origin, so how could he dare to report it to the police station? At most, he'll ask someone in the underworld for help."

His cousin was a member of the Green Gang and was very well-informed, but he hadn't heard about this.

He was puzzled at the time, but now he knows: that guy didn't trust the locals and sent a thug from out of town to cause him trouble!

This guy showed up in front of my house; who knows how many days I've been investigating him!

Zhang Er suppressed his fear and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "No matter where you come from, you have to give face to the local gangs. I've paid my respects to the Green Gang. If I die like this without knowing why, you'll be in trouble too."

"What kind of dragon crossing the river?" Ling Yi narrowed her eyes, sizing up the guy who was trying to probe her, and said with a half-smile, "I'm just an ordinary fisherman in the lake. I'm only bothering you today because someone asked me to."

Lake bandits!

Zhang Er's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly guessed Ling Yi's "identity".

At this moment, Zhang Er was extremely grateful that he knew what was good for him; otherwise, given the ruthlessness of these Taihu Lake bandits, they wouldn't even have left him a complete corpse!