The captain watched in disbelief as the residents used the Demolition Crew's barricades as barbecue grills and scraps as firewood. A slogan was even written on them: "Thanks to the Demolition Crew for sponsoring the First Barbecue Festival."
Brother Zhao was controlling the fire with his mind, two fingers pressed together and pointed straight at the grill. "Behold my Samadhi True Fire!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a lighter. "This is an ancient divine artifact, capable of making our beef charred, fragrant, and juicy."
Lin An drawled in a completely flat tone, "Such a divine artifact should be handed over to Auntie Li immediately."
Brother Zhao raised the lighter above his head with both hands and said dramatically, "Auntie, catch↘ it↗ well↘!"
Auntie Li snatched it away and met the captain's eyes.
The captain swallowed back the words, "When did we ever sponsor you?" Then he gulped and couldn't help asking, "Is this barbecue... for sale?"
Auntie Li's eyes lit up at once. "Of course! Cash or scan-to-pay?"
A few minutes later, the demolition workers stood in the empty construction site, stripped bare of its barricades, gnawing on beef skewers as they said indignantly, "Who exactly demolished whom here?"
Don't you neighborhood committee people go too far!
Lin Xubai watched the whole show and offered his review: "As expected of a script written by Young Master Shi."
No normal person could have come up with that stunt involving the lighter.
Shi Jihan proudly lifted his chin. "Of course."
Watching him look so pleased with himself, Zhou Jingcheng smiled and praised him. "The script really is good. Who wrote such an amazing script?"
Shi Jihan raised his chin and began puffing out his chest.
Zhou Jingcheng pressed on. "So impressive. Absolutely fantastic."
Shi Jihan puffed out his chest even