Chapter 27 Want to Pinch Her to Death!

Among these people were men, women, old, and young, but most were mothers with children, and there were even two pregnant women with big bellies.

After all, in such extremely hot weather, adults might be able to hold on for a bit, but the bodies of children and the elderly had a hard time enduring it.

Several mothers whose children were already showing adverse reactions to the heat followed after seeing He Chunmei's message, their minds hazed over in their panic.

But upon arrival, everyone realized that there were no ready-to-use air conditioners; instead, they needed to band together through a collective "siege" to fight for them.

Some felt that this violated their moral bottom line and left without even listening to He Chunmei's full plan.

Yet, there were also those who knew that such a "siege" was unethical, but when it's their child who is hurt, it's the mother who feels the pain.

For the sake of their sickly children at home, they decided to join in the "struggle."

With the lesson learned from being electrocuted, He Chunmei didn't go forward to pound on the door this time but stayed a good distance away.

She had a megaphone that had been unearthed from some neglected corner ready in her hand, planning for a collective shout to force Jiang Yan out, then to use the power of the crowd to press her into opening the door.

"Sister Chunmei, this seems illegal..." After hearing He Chunmei's plan, someone from the remaining crowd checked on their phone.

The high temperature made phones heat up to a scorching temperature after just a few taps, so many people had simply put their phones away in their pockets and weren't using them.

At this, they all took them out.

The one who had spoken was a young girl who read aloud, "'Maliciously blocking a door is a civil infringement that obstructs the right of passage and is illegal.'"

Hearing this, the others exchanged glances for a second.

He Chunmei gave her a disdainful look and raised her voice, "Law? Who cares about that now?! Let me tell you, I just found out that most of our community security has been called away by the police station! Why were they called? It's because they're running out of police force.

Our area is still okay, but in some other places, there's already all sorts of smashing, looting, and robbing! You've all seen it on certain apps and platforms!"

"Yeah, it's not normal times now. The internet is filled with rumors about the apocalypse arriving. The police probably won't be able to deal with such trivial neighborhood issues. They say the bold ones die of recklessness, and the timid ones die of hunger. Besides, we haven't really done anything!"

"Exactly! You can't even book an installation for an air conditioner nowadays; people outside are smashing and grabbing fridges and freezers just for ice blocks to cool down. My husband went to buy one this morning, was about to pay, and it was snatched right out of his hand!"

"That's right! We're just saying it's too hot inside, and we like to chat here, so what?! Can't we gossip at our own doorstep now?!"

"No matter how you slice it, she's the selfish one! Our building is full of large apartments over 120 square meters, and there she is, a young girl living in such a big space, cooling it all by herself. If that's not wasteful, what is?" The person who said this indignantly was Zhang Qiqi.

She had come up by herself.

Her home did have a cool fan, but the air it blew was nothing but hot, hardly better than nothing.

Her son, Song Xiaofei, had symptoms of fever and was lying at home.

Just thinking about it made her hate Jiang Yan to death.

If it weren't for her, Song Deming wouldn't have died, and she wouldn't have had to move out of the villa because of the debts incurred by Song Deming.

Right now, she could have been lying in a villa, enjoying the air conditioning and eating ice cream!

Moreover, though she didn't know exactly what had transpired, she always felt that her brother's death and Song Deming's death were definitely related to Jiang Yan.

The police even claimed that she was not involved in the deaths of the two, clearly they had been bribed with a hefty sum!

Especially since that shameless woman vanished after leaving the police station, and despite having millions of followers, she stopped updating her TikTok and Weibo accounts. If that's not fleeing due to guilt, what is?

If she ever found her, she was determined to strangle her with her own hands!

"I think Qiqi is right. Anyway, you all know the impact high temperatures can have. Let me remind you, we are all parents here, and the mortality rate for heatstroke is not low! Especially now that the hospitals are packed, it's impossible to squeeze in if you get sick.

If something actually happens to the children, we, as parents, will regret it for a lifetime," He Chunmei said, her voice firm and meaningful as she scanned the crowd.

At her company, she was at least a junior manager.

She understood a bit about how to play on people's psychology.

Those with strong principles or with lesser needs had already left upon hearing her plan.

Those who remained were either still undecided in their hearts or had a strong need for air conditioning.

Moreover, most people have what's called herd mentality or a tendency to follow the crowd.

As long as she focused on what mattered to them most and moved them with compassion and reason, she could usually convince (or trick) them.

Especially now that there was a charming and good-looking Zhang Qiqi in the crowd, leading the way.

Men might be powerless against beautiful women, but sometimes, so are women.

Sure enough, after listening, everyone fell silent.

An old person who had heard that privately blocking a door was illegal and was about to go home stopped in their tracks.

"Chunmei, I suddenly remembered, I think I saw a girl leaving your block this morning. She was tall, had a great presence, and a slim figure, just dressed a bit oddly. Since she was a stranger, I made a special note of it.

Since you mentioned earlier that girl was a mistress being kept by someone and loved to cover her face, I bet it was her," one of the pregnant women said.

Shallow Bay had been delivered for several years now, and Building A was mostly filled with residents who had been there for years, familiar faces to each other.

The only new residents recently were on the seventh and thirty-second floors.

She leaned on one hand on her waist, the other gently stroking her belly, beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead, her face flushed red.

"That explains it! This morning I nearly screamed my throat raw, and she didn't react at all, just like a dead person!" He Chunmei couldn't help but stamp her foot in frustration.

Upon hearing this, a trace of malice flashed in Zhang Qiqi's eyes, and she sneered,

"Ha! Sister, isn't that even better! There are Blood Mosquitoes out there now, and I've heard that hotels with air conditioning are already fully booked. She'll have to come home sooner or later, and we'll just block her door!

Besides, let's just do it! If she doesn't agree to let us in, we'll go up and snatch her keys ourselves! We have a bunch of trump cards right here!"

After saying this, she didn't forget to glance at the two pregnant women and a few elders, her tone clearly suggestive.

He Chunmei glanced at Jiang Yan's door nervously and frowned,

"Her door has both a passcode and fingerprint locks, there are no keys."

"Sister, isn't that even easier?!"

Zhang Qiqi said with a crafty look and shot He Chunmei a meaningful glance...