Electronic Nezha

Chapter 174 Hu Chunyan's Outburst
Hu Chunyan lives in an ordinary residential area, about four or five kilometers away from the fruit market.

It's not that the neighborhood is called "Ordinary"; it refers to its location, property management, and housing prices, which are all quite ordinary and in line with Hu Chunyan's economic level.

I am now basically certain that Hu Chunyan is the Queen, or at least has a great relationship with the Queen.

I was hypnotized as soon as I met her. She tried to get me to sign my name as soon as we met, and she could put her hair on me without me noticing. She also had the ability to do that.

The Queen's level of intelligence is highly consistent with Sister Hu's performance. She probably still thinks she's flawless. To put it another way, she's the kind of actress with absolutely no talent, unable to distinguish between overacting and genuine acting skills. When she performs a heart-wrenching crying scene, the comments section is probably full of "Look how happy she is smiling."

Halfway there, I asked Xiao Wu, "Are we going to pass by the food street later?"

"Yes, bro."

"We've arrived, so let's stop for a moment."

When we arrived at the food street, there was a grilled squid stall at the entrance. I stuck my head out and said, "Boss, give me four big squid, the kind with tentacles."

Ma Chaoran said, "Why are you buying four when there are only three people?"

I said, "The other one is for Sister Hu."

Ma Chaoran said, "You're the one who's so sarcastic—you idiot, you better protect your brother Feng when the fight breaks out."

After the squid was grilled, the owner packed it into four large paper bags. I held one in my hand and munched on another. I didn't come all this way just to show off to the Queen; the octopus tentacle I grilled yesterday had really whetted my appetite...

When we arrived at the entrance of the residential area, Ma Chaoran took out a pistol from the car, cocked it, and suddenly asked me, "What if it weren't for her?"

"They've already laid their cards on the table, so it's still her. Just you wait and see, either she'll be gone and the house will be empty, or they'll start fighting at the drop of a hat."

Hu Chunyan's apartment complex consists of high-rise buildings, typically with three apartments per floor. The apartments on the two outer floors are larger, while Hu Chunyan's apartment in the middle is a small, single-story unit on the third floor.

We followed a resident into the building and climbed the stairs to the third floor.

As soon as I entered the building, I heard people talking. The voices were coming from the middle apartment. The reason I could hear them was because the front door was not closed, but only slightly ajar, with a gap about the width of a palm showing.

I peeked through the crack in the door and immediately spotted Hu Chunyan. She was standing with her back against the TV wall, looking indignant. Two men in leather jackets were sitting on the sofa opposite her, and another man was standing in front of the living room window, casually looking at the scenery downstairs. From my angle, I could only see his back.

The man in the leather jacket on the sofa pointed at the table with his finger and said, "We've been nagging you for ages, do you understand now? Your man owes us money, and he's already mortgaged this house to us."

Hu Chunyan said, "I don't have a man!"

"Isn't Sun Xiaogang your husband?" said the man in the leather jacket.

Hu Chunyan said, "No!"

Leather Jacket Number One hesitated for a moment, then looked pleadingly at Leather Jacket Number Two, who pulled out a handwritten IOU and asked, "Is this apartment 317, Building X, XX Residential Complex?" Hu Chunyan retorted, "Don't you guys have eyes?"

"Tell me," said Leather Jacket Number One, "didn't Sun Xiaogang used to live here?"

Hu Chunyan said, "I thought he was dead long ago!"

The two men in leather jackets said in unison, "Are you kidding us?"

Ma Chaoran and I almost burst out laughing outside. Sister Hu's sharp tongue combined with the Queen's eccentricities—at this moment, the two images blended perfectly together.

At this moment, the man who had been looking at the scenery turned around. He was wearing brown sunglasses and had a face full of fat. He walked to the sofa and waved to the two men. The two men in leather jackets squeezed to one end of the sofa to make room for the man in brown sunglasses. This man was obviously the leader of the two men.

"It's no use denying it. We're professional debt collectors. What kind of scoundrels haven't we seen?" said the man in brown sunglasses.

“I believe that,” Sister Hu said. “When rotten people do rotten jobs and they still interact with each other every day, how can their potential not be high?”

It took him a moment to realize that Hu Chunyan was being sarcastic. He adopted a magnanimous attitude and said, "Give me the property certificate and the keys, and this matter is none of your concern."

"Listen to what you're saying, are you even speaking human language? If that guy surnamed Sun owes you money, go find him. And also, that woman who stole him away. The house belongs to me alone. If you don't leave, I'm calling the police."

The man in brown sunglasses said, "Go ahead and report it. It's clearly written on the IOU that Sun Xiaogang has already mortgaged the property certificate to us. We are legally collecting the debt."

Hu Chunyan said, "These days, anyone who talks about 'legal' is a scoundrel. The three of you don't even look legal, especially you!"

The man in brown sunglasses said impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense and hand over the property certificate!" He took out a lighter and lit a corner of the tablecloth, saying, "I advise you to pay to avoid trouble. You don't want to see us every day from now on, do you?" He blew out the flame, lit it again, and blew it out again, filling the room with a smoky smell.

I said speechlessly, "These three are really asking for trouble."

Aside from hypnosis, I don't believe the Queen has no ability to protect herself. Hu Chunyan's missing "husband" might just be that strange fish. I've been burned by that thing before. I nervously watched my surroundings, afraid it might suddenly jump out from some corner. Ma Chaoran also shielded me behind her with one hand.

Hu Chunyan snapped! She suddenly lunged at the man with the brown sunglasses, grabbing at his face. The man dodged backward, thankfully avoiding serious injury, but the sunglasses were knocked off, revealing two shallow, downward-sloping eyebrows and a pair of dull, lifeless little green eyes. No wonder he always wore sunglasses; with them on, he had a bit of a ruthless, powerful air about him. But once they fell off, besides perfectly illustrating what "shifty-eyed" and "thieving" meant, it was a disaster. It turns out that covering half your face can actually enhance your appearance; no more doubting why Zorro was unrecognizable without his eyepatch.

The man in brown sunglasses hurriedly picked up his sunglasses and put them on, then angrily told the two men in leather jackets, "What are you waiting for? Go find the property certificate yourselves." Upon hearing this, the two men started searching through the TV cabinet.

While cursing loudly, Hu Chunyan caught up with Leather Jacket No. 1 from behind. She grabbed his waist and squeezed it hard with both hands. Sister Hu could break an apple with her bare hands. Leather Jacket No. 1, whether tickled and wanting to laugh or hurt and wanting to cry, lay on his back and let out a series of unintelligible cries:

"Ouch, ouch, ouch—"

I looked at Ma Chaoran with a puzzled expression and found that she was also looking at me with a completely incomprehensible expression.

I wouldn't be surprised if Hu Chunyan were to burst into white light and float in the air after being provoked. But the scene before us was so real, so trivial, so down-to-earth that we were momentarily at a loss for what to do.

(End of this chapter)