Chapter 139: Xue Miaomiao

There’s a certain range limit for walkie-talkies to stay connected.

But don’t worry—Ma Longbiao would never go a whole day without using his walkie-talkie at least once.

From the looks of it, Young Master Xue’s “Blazing Flame Base” and Ma Longbiao’s group’s safe house aren’t in the same location.

In fact, they’re at least thirty or forty kilometers away from Qianshui Bay.

That makes sense. If you want to set up a private base and avoid the authorities, the more remote, the better.

But you can’t go too far out, either—otherwise, it’s hard to find suitable high-rise buildings.

So, newly developed high-rise residential areas on the outskirts of the city are the best choice.

Alternatively, if the other side is really powerful and well-connected, maybe they’ve even taken over a mountain air-raid shelter or something.

Besides, the world outside is now a vast ocean, and it’s pouring rain.

To be able to find a target location from so far away suggests that Ma Longbiao’s group must have some kind of special tracking equipment.

Sun Jingtao and Ye Qing had already thought of these possibilities.

The two of them exchanged a glance at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan took a breath and got back to the point: “Alright, now tell us—what’s going on with the 22nd floor?”

Dao Yinping’s shoulders trembled, and his face instantly went pale.

Ye Qing and Sun Jingtao, meanwhile, unconsciously clenched their fists.

“Jiang Yan, if I tell you the last secret I know, will you let me go? Really, this is the last one!” Dao Yinping pleaded again.

By “let me go,” he really just meant he wanted to die.

After all, he’d failed to protect the place. When Ma Longbiao came back, he’d be skinned alive anyway.

His fate would be even worse than now.

He’d already resented Ma Longbiao’s favoritism for a long time.

Now that he knew he wouldn’t survive, he didn’t want Ma Longbiao and that third brother to have it easy either.

That’s why he was willing to spill everything he knew to Jiang Yan’s group.

Jiang Yan paused for a second, then said, “Alright.”

Dao Yinping swallowed hard. “Then, can I have a sip of water first?”

Ye Qing glared at him fiercely. “No.”

Dao Yinping shrank back, glanced at the knife in Ye Qing’s hand, licked his dry lips, and could only continue helplessly:

“That Young Master Xue’s ‘Blazing Flame Base’—actually, we all call it the ‘Beauty Hunting Base’ in private. Because Young Master Xue really loves beautiful women. Looks don’t matter—if the body’s good, he wants them.

Apparently, his base is equipped with a full cosmetic surgery suite.

He’ll have doctors use a template he provides, and whoever ends up looking most like it gets rewarded.

The ones who are the most charming, emotionally expressive, skilled, and good at acting cute are his favorites.

If the surgery fails, or he gets bored, or someone annoys him, they get thrown to his subordinates—or fed to the dogs.

He’s moody and cruel. Even Brother Ma gets nervous just mentioning his name...”

Hearing this, Jiang Yan, Sun Jingtao, and Ye Qing all felt a chill in their hearts.

They couldn’t help but think of someone from before the apocalypse.

That person was just like this—twisted, arrogant, and high-profile.

He was a rich second-generation heir.

His surname was Xue, and his name was Xue Miaomiao.

The name sounded a bit feminine, almost like a girl’s.

Rumor had it that when Xue Miaomiao was born, a fortune-teller said his life lacked water in the five elements, and his fate was extremely yang.*

Supposedly, extreme yang leads to madness, extreme yin to death, so after much thought, they named him “Miaomiao.”*

His parents had him late in life, and he was their only son, so they spoiled him rotten.

There was even gossip that his parents and grandparents once said, as long as it wasn’t murder, any trouble their son caused outside, they could fix.

That’s how Xue Miaomiao grew up arrogant, domineering, and lawless.

He was so twisted that he’d kick pregnant stray cats and dogs just to vent.

He’d ruined plenty of women over the years—from internet celebrities and actresses to young girls.

Anyone he set his sights on would end up in his hands.

Jiang Yan herself had once landed on his list.

Her family was fairly well-off locally.

But her parents were just rich—orphanage orphans, with a spotless background.

They were no match for the Xue family.

Sometimes, money means nothing against real power.

Luckily, when Jiang Yan received his threatening message—ordering her to show up at a certain hotel suite the next day—Xue Miaomiao’s greatest backer, his grandfather, passed away.

With his backer gone, his crimes gradually came to light.

Jiang Yan narrowly escaped disaster.

After that, Xue Miaomiao, who’d committed murder and arson, naturally ended up in prison.

But not long after, just before his execution, he died.

Supposedly, it was a sudden heart attack.

News of his arrest and death both trended online, so he was a household name—a classic case of failed parenting.

There were even rumors that his death was faked, that the Xue family paid big money for a lookalike and plastic surgery.

But eventually, those stories faded away.

Even now, thinking back, Jiang Yan still felt a chill.

If this Young Master Xue is really Xue Miaomiao reborn...

That’s bad news for everyone in the city.

Back then, even with the authorities around, he still got away with so much.

Now, in the apocalypse, he’d only be worse.

For all they knew, Ma Longbiao’s group was acting on his orders.

If that’s the case, then Qianshui Bay probably isn’t safe anymore.

But first, they had to deal with Ma Longbiao’s gang and get their hands on that stash of gold.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan shot Dao Yinping a sharp look. “Get to the point. Tell us about his supplies, manpower, and whether he has weapons.”

“I only know what Brother Ma drunkenly bragged about, so it might not be accurate.

Supposedly, Young Master Xue is really something—he can predict things, and his base is well-stocked, with plenty of firearms.

That’s why so many people who knew him before want to join up.

But apart from his core team, he has strict requirements for anyone else wanting in.

To enter the base, you have to qualify. For example, you have to hand over a certain number of women and children in the early stages;

Supplies and men too. But right now, he doesn’t want men—taking them in would just be a waste.

Only men who survive the storms and disasters—those he’ll accept.”

“This Young Master Xue is a real devil!”

Tian Jiliang, who’d been silent all this time, suddenly spoke through gritted teeth.

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*This part is purely made up for the story—please don’t take it seriously~"