"Ah? I just wanted to ask, is there anyone else who wants to eat chicken? You? And you? What's the matter? If we don't give it to you, you're going to try and snatch it? Come on, try snatching it again!"
"The chicken is killing people! Help!"
"You bunch of bastards just stand there watching and don't help! Why don't you all jump in?" The surrounding people all took a large step back—they were, after all, only assigned here to sleep.
Jing Shu heard Grandma Jing cursing. She and Wu You'ai quickly disembarked from the shark yacht and ran over. Behind them, a crowd of noisy neighborhood residents, seeing the commotion, also swarmed over. A closer look revealed it was the group from the villa.
Pushing through the crowd, they saw Grandma Jing, hands on her hips, furiously pointing and swearing at five people who were lying scattered on the ground, screaming. They had dared to eye Grandma Jing's precious treasure; no wonder she had exploded in anger.
