Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

The dusk was thick, and the hustle and bustle of the city during the day gradually faded into the night.

Everything was silent except for the occasional barking of dogs, which echoed in the air and added a sense of ethereality to the boundless tranquility.

Inside the house, everyone has gone to bed.

Jiang Yuqing pushed the door open very slowly. The door panel made a slight creaking sound. He quickly stopped and waited to make sure that the sound did not disturb others before he stepped out sideways.

The moonlight was like water, casting a cold shadow on his face. Jiang Yu flashed and was about to step out of the house when a deep voice suddenly rang out: "It's so late, where are you going?"

Jiang Yu paused and looked back. Xu Ranyuan was standing in the corridor under the moonlight.

He was wearing a black robe, the corners of which fluttered gently in the night breeze. The white jade pendant hanging around his waist swayed slightly with his movements, making crisp sounds.

Her face was shrouded in moonlight, and under her high nose bridge, her thin lips were slightly raised, as if she was smiling but not smiling. Her deep eyes were shining sharply in the moonlight, as if she had already seen through everything.

Jiang Yu was slightly startled, and then he realized that his intention had been seen through by Xu Ranyuan. He did not hide it and said bluntly: "Go and deal with the garbage." There was undisguised disgust in his tone.

Xu Ranyuan raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a slightly playful smile, and said, "You did such a good thing, but you forgot to call me along." This smile showed both his eagerness to do what was about to happen and his teasing towards Jiang Yu.

"Since you're here, let's follow." After saying that, Jiang Yu set off first, and Xu Ranyuan followed closely behind.

Coming to the streets, they tapped the ground with their toes and used their lightness skills to shuttle between the roofs and eaves like two black phantoms.

Soon, they arrived at Heila Lane, a place where all kinds of people mixed together and where gangsters gathered.

The narrow alley was filled with a rotten and foul smell, a disgusting mixture of sewage, garbage and cheap liquor.

The dim lanterns swayed in the wind, emitting a faint light. From time to time, there were sounds of fierce quarrels and fighting, and some people were drunk on the street, mumbling incoherently.

Jiang Yu thought for a moment and then walked towards a drunk man.

The drunk man sat slumped in the corner, his clothes ragged, his hair disheveled, a wine gourd tightly clenched in his hand, and a strong smell of alcohol constantly spitting out of his mouth.

Jiang Yu reached out to stop the drunk, took out some small change from his pocket, waved it in front of the drunk, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know where Wang Mazi lives?"

The drunk's eyes widened instantly, and a trace of greed flashed in his turbid eyes. He stared at the silver and reached out to grab it.

Jiang Yu, however, turned his wrist, cleverly took back the silver, and repeated the question again: "Let me ask you, do you know where Wang Mazi lives?"

The drunk man finally came to his senses and nodded quickly, his tongue tied, saying: "I...I know, it's...just in front, that, that broken yard." He pointed to the depths of the alley, his hand swaying in the air, and the pointing was not very accurate.

"This silver is a reward for you."

After throwing the change into the drunk's arms, the two avoided the sewage and debris on the ground and moved forward in the direction he pointed.

Soon, they arrived in front of a dilapidated courtyard.

The courtyard wall had mostly collapsed, revealing the chaotic scene inside. The gate was half-open, revealing a dim candlelight that flickered in the night breeze, exuding an eerie atmosphere.

Before he even got close to the house, he could faintly hear Wang Mazi's hoarse and irritable voice coming from inside: "Damn it, today is really unlucky! I was hoping to get some money from that little girl, but I didn't expect to get a penny and cause such a big mess!"

He slammed the wine glass in his hand onto the table with a dull thud. "Now I have to be very careful. If I get caught, I'm going to be in big trouble!"

His tone was full of regret and unwillingness, as if he was the one who had suffered a great injustice.

At this moment, a shrill voice quickly chimed in, "That's right, it's all the fault of those onlookers, they're just stirring up trouble and helping that woman!"

Wang Mazi spat and cursed, "What a bunch of idiots! I'll settle the score with them after I recover from this!"

After cursing, he reached out and grabbed the greasy wine jug on the table. It was filled with the cheapest wine, and the acrid aroma filled the air. Wang Mazi tilted his head back and took a big gulp from the spout. The wine slid down the corners of his mouth, soaking his lapel, but he didn't care.

There was a plate of braised meat on the table, which was bought from the vegetable market by a few gangsters who each paid a little money. Wang Mazi reached out and tore off a large piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. His cheeks bulged as he chewed and mumbled incoherent curse words.

The hooligans sat around, not daring to make a sound, fearing that they would bring bad luck to him. No one dared to bring up Wang Mazi's mother, who had died of anger. The atmosphere in the room was a little strange for a while.

Unexpectedly, Wang Mazi actually brought it up himself. He burped, wiped his greasy mouth with his hand, and said in a cold tone: "Huh, you said that old woman didn't make much money when she was alive, and she was still sick in her old age and couldn't do any work."

"I work so hard outside every day and have to go back to take care of her. How can I have the time to spare! Now that she's dead, I can finally relax. I even save the money to buy a coffin, and I don't have to worry about throwing her out!" After saying that, he grabbed another piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, as if he was not talking about his mother, but an insignificant object.

Hearing this, Jiang Yu's blood and energy surged instantly and he could no longer hold it back.

He kicked the gate hard. There was a loud "bang", like thunder striking out of nowhere, shaking the whole yard slightly. The wooden door hit the wall heavily, raising a cloud of dust.

Jiang Yu had a stern look on his face, with a bone-chilling chill in his eyes. He went straight to Wang Mazi without hesitation. Xu Ranyuan followed closely behind him, his eyes sharp and his face full of contempt for Wang Mazi's behavior.

The people in the house were frightened by this sudden change. After a few seconds, a few quick-witted thugs came to their senses. Seeing that the situation was not right, they turned around and ran out of the door without saying a word, knocking over tables and chairs in their panic, making crackling sounds.

Jiang Yu's main target this time was Wang Mazi, and he turned a blind eye to the fleeing minions.

Wang Mazi was so frightened by the loud noise that his whole body trembled violently. The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", shattering into pieces, and the wine splashed everywhere.

He raised his head in horror, the fat on his face trembling with fear, the corners of his mouth were greasy, and there was a piece of meat in his mouth. He looked embarrassed and ridiculous, and the ugly appearance of his greed and selfishness was infinitely magnified at this moment.