[Urban] Nongyu (Complete) - 27

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Chapter Five: A Wandering Swordsman, Wine in Hand; Slender Waist, Light in the Palm of My Hand;

Section One: Trapped

in a City of Sorrow; July in Tianjin was unusually hot and humid, not only because of the temperature soaring to over thirty degrees Celsius, but also because of the large amount of dust in the air and the oppressive, suffocating sauna-like weather. My sophomore year ended smoothly

and carelessly, followed by a two-month summer vacation. In the seventeen years I've lived alone, I've always hated holidays, especially the long and tedious summer vacation. But this year is different; I seem to have gotten used to and begun to enjoy this taste of loneliness.

Lu Lu and Zhao Xinrui haven't contacted me since that night of frenzied intercourse. Although I'm a little worried about Lu Lu, the girl who's hiding my secret, no news is actually the best news. I imagine she's already taken the tens of thousands of yuan I gave her and gone to another city to enjoy herself.

Liu Xueying, just as she said, has disappeared from my world. Only the three-hour video of me raping her remains, which I can look at when I think of her. Strangely, those stimulating scenes, even her indescribable moans, became increasingly unrelated to sex in my eyes and ears. Gradually, I found that I no longer felt any physical reaction when I saw these things; instead, something arose in my heart, something I knew was called longing.

Shen Dan has become increasingly realistic. A few days ago, she called me, saying she was going on a trip to Yunnan with her classmates as planned and would be boarding the plane soon. But she hasn't called in the past few days, and the occasional text messages she sends are just a few words. In the last two days, I haven't heard from

Chen Jing at all. I miss her very much. I know she misses me too, but there's always an insurmountable barrier between us. Facing it, I can only sigh deeply—it's all my fault!

Beautiful women come and go in my life. Originally, I sought momentary pleasure out of loneliness, but after so many real and illusory events, I'm still lonely in the end. As the saying goes, "The green hills cannot block the eastward flow of the river," perhaps this is my fate.

Fortunately, I still have memories. Each beautiful woman left an indelible mark on my mind. Whenever I think of them, I feel like a heavy opium addict, chasing after that blissful feeling with my eyes closed, too lazy to even move a finger. There's a Tianjin term to describe this blissful state of not wanting to do anything but stay in one place and quietly savor it—"yutie" (隅贴).

It's been almost a week since that crazy night with Lu Lu and Zhao Xinrui. I've been hiding in Yuehua Residential Area, not going out, just eating, sleeping, and indulging in this decadent feeling of yutie.

The landlord said that the area will be demolished in two months, and indeed, steel scaffolding and dense mesh netting have been erected on the street-facing side—clearly preparation for the demolition.

I've only gone out once during this time, to accompany my sister to her perfunctory middle school entrance exam with Bi Jie. Now the results are in, and Jiang Shan has lived up to my expectations; Bi Ran has been admitted to Shuguangli High School, which has put a huge weight off my heart. I wanted to invite Jiang Shan out for dinner under the guise of gratitude, but she politely declined.

It was another hazy, aimless day. I woke from a deep sleep, got up, turned off the air conditioner, and walked naked across the empty beer bottles I'd carelessly discarded throughout the house, stepping over cigarette butts to reach the dark, blinded balcony. I brushed my teeth absentmindedly, peeking out the window. The setting sun in the southwest reminded me it was dusk.

*Ding-ding… ding-ding* The doorbell rang; I knew it was the daily takeout delivery.

I'd been living like this for a week, eating one lavish meal a day, three bottles of beer with each meal, half-drunk and half-awake.

To create a haven of tranquility, I'd stayed on the fourth floor, even bringing the fifth-floor doorbell downstairs. Day or night, I always kept the doors and windows tightly shut, the air conditioner on, and walked around naked. I watched porn until I felt nothing, and smoked Jiangshan and Hongta cigarettes until the smoke filled the room and brought tears to my eyes. I'd never been so bored since I was born.

A sense of satisfaction, perhaps tinged with a profound boredom that followed.

"Damn it, only fifty yuan left, gotta get the cash, can't stay home even if I wanted to!

" I muttered to myself, pulling the last bill from my wallet. A white towel wrapped around my waist, I grabbed my phone and climbed the secret passage to the fifth floor.

Strangely, I'm practically a millionaire now, yet the bank card with the huge sum I have is hidden away in a secret place, devoid of

the lavish spending typical of newly rich people. Perhaps my true purpose isn't the money? I don't understand it myself. The nearest restaurant, Deshunlou, is one I really like; I'm a regular there. Every day at this time, a very pretty Sichuan girl delivers the food, and I always like to open the door shirtless. Seeing her shy yet unavoidable interaction with me gives me a mischievous, sensual pleasure. I'd made up my mind to rip off my towel the moment she turned to leave, and fantasize about her naked back.

"Coming, coming, why are you in such a hurry!" I rushed to the door, opening it while stammering in Sichuan dialect, "Little sister, I'm here..." But when the door opened, a young man was standing outside.

He was also wearing the restaurant's uniform. He was young, probably eighteen or nineteen, of medium build and short stature. A baseball cap covered half his face, making it impossible to see his features, but his clean-cut face and glasses clearly indicated he wasn't a country bumpkin working in the city.

He was holding a stack of newspapers in one hand and a bag of white lunchboxes in the other. Seeing me open the door, he immediately handed me the lunchboxes: "Sir, your takeout: braised eggplant, spicy chicken, preserved egg tofu, and two boxes of rice, forty-seven in total!" Judging from his standard Mandarin, he was probably another out-of-town student working summer jobs. A little disappointed not to see the beautiful woman I was looking forward to, I reached out to take the bag and couldn't help but ask, "Why is it different today? Where's the Sichuan girl?" "Oh, she's off today!" the young man replied casually.

I knew he was waiting for me to pay, but I was already disappointed and in a bad mood. I picked up the plastic bag containing the takeout and slowly examined it, complaining nitpickingly, "Look at how you carried it! The soup is all spilled out! Who puts the vegetables on top and the rice on the bottom? The rice is all soaked in the soup, how am I supposed to eat this?!

" "Sorry, I'm new here..." The young man seemed quite polite, not at all bothered by my complaints. Instead, he added knowingly, "Men aren't as careful as women!" I understood his implication and felt even more annoyed. I was even less willing to pay so easily. I pouted and asked, "Oh, by the way, doesn't your store have a rule that you get a free soup with orders over fifty? I didn't see that." "You...you only ordered forty-seven?

" the delivery guy replied with a wry smile.

"Damn, your business is getting worse and worse. Can't you be more flexible? Go back and tell your boss to tell me the price after I order. How am I supposed to know it's less than fifty?" I reluctantly handed over the only fifty-yuan note I had, not forgetting to tease him a bit: "A pretty boy like you delivering lunchboxes should only be looking for female customers, otherwise it's a waste of your good looks!" "Hehe..." The boy took the money, gave me three one-yuan coins, and said with a smile, "Don't be angry, go back and eat, the food will get cold. I'll tell the boss about your opinion. The soup wasn't delivered today, so I'll give you a newspaper instead!" He handed me the thick newspaper in his other hand.

"Why would I need a newspaper? I never read newspapers!" Although I said that, I still reached out to take the newspaper. But at that moment, I was holding my phone and change and couldn't free my hands, so I had to stand on tiptoe and casually place my cell phone on the door frame of the building entrance.

The boy shoved the newspaper into my hand and turned to leave. After taking only two steps, he turned back, smiling, and said, "You'd better read the newspaper. Sometimes you stay home all the time and don't know what's happening outside. Reading the newspaper might bring unexpected insights!" Then, without pausing, he dashed downstairs.

"How much of what's in the newspaper is true?" I muttered, carrying my lunchbox in one hand and the newspaper and three one-yuan coins in the other, closing the door and heading up to the fourth floor.

Having just woken up, I wasn't actually very hungry, but I habitually opened my lunchbox and started eating, pondering the young man. The more I thought about it, the more I felt I'd seen him somewhere before, but I couldn't quite place him. "

Sometimes you stay home all the time and don't know what's happening outside. Reading the newspaper might bring unexpected insights"—what did that mean? I remembered his parting words; it seemed to have some hidden meaning. Thinking this, I put down my chopsticks and picked up the newspaper.

It was the Tianjin Daily, a newspaper that had only been published in Tianjin in the last couple of years, published daily, and packed with information. From world events to the mundane affairs of ordinary citizens, it has everything. Especially this weekend edition in my hand, which has dozens of pages, almost as thick as a magazine.

"Hoo..." I lazily flipped through it. Suddenly, I noticed a page with a small crease, and the crease was very fresh, clearly recently made. This caught my attention. I quickly glanced at the page; it was the Tianjin News section, publishing news and anecdotes from all over Tianjin. Suddenly,

a headline caught my eye: "Another Bloodbath in Tianjin: A Young Girl Dies Suddenly at Home." A line of small print below stated whether it was suicide or homicide; the police were currently tight-lipped. Next to the news was a four-inch photo of the crime scene.

This...this dead woman looks so familiar! Seeing the face of the corpse in the black and white photo, my first thought was, I really think I know this woman. Who...who could she be?

Liu Yuying! This woman looks like Liu Yuying!

This shock was immense. I was instantly wide awake, my attention completely focused on the article. It roughly stated: "This morning, a woman surnamed Liu, around twenty-five years old, was found dead in her rented apartment. Her death was peaceful, showing no signs of struggle, and is preliminarily ruled a suicide. The police have not yet provided further explanation and have requested the newspaper's assistance in identifying the deceased and her family."

A woman surnamed Liu! It really is Liu Yuying! This… how could this be? I already blackmailed Shen Dong with the videotape to get her to release her, how could she still be dead?

Maybe for some other reason? Maybe she suffered unbearable torment before and committed suicide? Holy crap, don't be ridiculous. Women who are raped might try to kill themselves at the time, but I've never seen someone who's been raped for so long and now escaped the clutches still try to take their own life.

This must be murder, this must be Shen Dong's doing! But why? I'm confident I had him under control, how could he possibly harm Liu Yuying? Isn't he afraid I'll turn around and bite him? I left no evidence whatsoever of my blackmailing him!

At this point, I had no appetite for food. I paced rapidly around the room with a newspaper in hand, my mind filled with questions. Finally, it dawned on me: my actions must have been exposed, and Shen Dongcai must already know who was behind his scheme. That's why he had no qualms about eliminating Liu Yuying, the root of all evil.

This time, I've really messed up; someone's been killed! A strange sense of regret and frustration instantly overwhelmed me.

Oh no! In that instant, I realized that since Shen Dongcai had killed Liu Yuying, his next target would definitely be… me!

Thinking this, all my self-blame and remorse vanished, replaced by overwhelming fear. I quickly threw on my clothes, intending to rush upstairs. At that moment, I had only one thought—escape!

But as I dressed and prepared to flee, a question suddenly occurred to me: why did that delivery boy act that way? His actions were clearly an indication that danger was imminent, but there were only the two of us in the hallway at the time. Why didn't he just tell me directly? Wouldn't that have been more straightforward?

If he had to use this indirect method to signal that I had been exposed, then there was only one possibility: Shen Dongcai's men were already monitoring me!

Thinking this, I went to the balcony and gently peeked out through a crack in the blinds. What I saw made me gasp. There were three Refine minivans parked right below the entrance, exactly the same cars that Shen Dongcai's men had ridden in outside the Lijing Haoyuan wall.

Just as I was staring in disbelief, the back doors of all three cars opened simultaneously, and no fewer than twenty men jumped out, each carrying a machete, a weapon, or something similar. (Advertisement: Still relying on your hands? How can you possibly enjoy that? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

After getting off the bus, these people all drove in one direction, surging into the entrance of my building like a tide, quickly disappearing from my sight.

Strange, how did they know I lived here? Who, who leaked my address? At that moment, I couldn't think about that question anymore; I was only thinking about how to deal with so many people. Judging from their posture, I might be beaten to death on the spot!

Call the police; that way, at least I could avoid death. No, that would expose my case of raping a girl and extortion, and I'd definitely be in jail for over ten years. But with Liu Yuying dead, Shen Dongcai, with his power, could easily get rid of the rape charge. In the end, only I would suffer.

Just then, the sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the gate—a warning that a large group of people had arrived, which only increased my anxiety.

"Don't panic! Don't panic! My security door isn't something just anyone can open. Even a professional pickpocket like Lu Lu isn't confident she can open it. I still have time!" I forced myself to calm down, closed my eyes, took deep breaths, and considered possible countermeasures. What surprised me was that these people didn't seem to stay on the fourth floor; they went straight upstairs.

That's right, I have another idea! I can use the electrical cord to say there's a large group of unidentified thugs fighting here. I don't believe they won't leave once the police arrive. Right, I still have the SM card I used to make the anonymous call to Shen Dongcai last time. I can use it to call the police, that way I won't reveal my identity.

But I looked around and couldn't find my phone. In my anxiety, I realized I had placed it on the door frame of the fifth-floor entrance to pick up something.

Without hesitation, I immediately climbed up the secret passage to the fifth floor. As I opened the wardrobe door, I thought to myself, "You're all worried about my security door, aren't you? I'll grab the phone and hide downstairs. The police will be here in less than ten minutes, and then we'll see if you still dare to leave!" But just as I stepped one foot out of the wardrobe, there was a loud thud, and the security door opened with a bang. This startled me quite a bit, and I immediately pulled back in, gently closing the door behind me. While silently searching for a foothold to step back, I listened intently to the sounds outside.

A gruff male voice said, "Old He, thanks to you this time! I didn't expect the people from Miaoyin Buddha to be so capable. You opened this triple-security door in less than three minutes!" Another hoarse voice immediately replied with a forced smile, "Brother Li, you flatter me. This is just my job. It's nothing special!" The man who had praised him didn't respond and loudly ordered, "Brothers, search the room and bring that kid Yang Ziyang here!" Many people responded in unison and rushed into the room. The chaotic footsteps all around startled me, so I immediately closed the wardrobe from the inside, crouched down inside the four-tiered wardrobe, closed the drawer between the two tiers, and pressed my ear against the top of the drawer to listen.

Sure enough, the only cabinet on my fifth floor that could hide someone was quickly opened. After finding it empty, someone ran to Brother Li and reported, "Brother, this room is empty. We've searched everywhere, and there's no one here!" "Huh? Really?" Brother Li asked someone, "Little Five, what's going on?" Another man with a hoarse voice quickly ran over and answered, "Brother Li, absolutely not. I looked carefully from the next room just now. A man opened the door from this unit. Besides, didn't you see it downstairs? Didn't someone deliver lunch boxes come in and leave empty-handed? That's for this family. I was right next door!" I guessed this was the person Brother Li had arranged to monitor me. No wonder the boy didn't dare tell me this information openly.

"But there's really no one in this room. Little Five, didn't you check it too?" the man who had reported to the eldest brother earlier asked, feeling wronged.

"Alright, alright!" Brother Li interrupted his two men's argument, saying irritably, "You fucking search more thoroughly, don't miss an inch of this place! There's definitely something fishy going on in this house! Damn it, I don't believe that bastard Yang Ziyang can hide in the sky!" I hadn't actually hidden in the sky; I was right next to them, and my anxiety was at its peak. I had originally planned to use the trick of calling the police to scare them away, but my phone wasn't with me.

My apartment wasn't big enough to withstand such a thorough search; this secret passage would be exposed sooner or later.

The unit door on the fourth floor had been damaged by me the night I raped Liu Xueying to prevent any accidents. Now, the door could only be opened from the outside, but it was locked from the inside. I couldn't slip away from the fourth floor while they were searching my fifth-floor apartment. Besides, I had seen carefully from the balcony earlier; there were several people guarding the entrance to the building. Even if I ran out from the fourth floor, I couldn't go downstairs.

What was I going to do? Those people will soon discover the secret passage connecting the fourth and fifth floors; it's only a matter of time. What can I do in the meantime? How can I escape such a large group? I'm practically trapped in a deserted city, knowing full well that annihilation is imminent, yet utterly helpless. This feeling of waiting to die is unbearable!

Wait, there's another way! Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and I made a snap decision. Alright, I'll use this advantageous position to play a cat-and-mouse game with you. At that moment, I suddenly felt a glimmer of hope amidst my utter despair. Amidst the fear, a strange excitement welled up inside me—a thrill of gambling with my life.

A dozen or so henchmen were rummaging aimlessly through the fifth floor. Brother Li pulled up a chair, sat back on it, propped his head up with his hands, and watched his men search, constantly instructing, "Search carefully, don't miss a single piece of paper!" The men verbally agreed, but inwardly thought, "Damn it, they're telling us to search, but they're not telling us what to look for? How are we supposed to search?

" Old He, who had been standing to the side, bowed and asked, "Brother Li, how about I help look too?" "Hmm..." Brother Li hesitated, thinking that this guy was a habitual thief, and his intuition for valuables might be much stronger than his men's. Having him help might be useful. But then he thought again, no. The boss had clearly told him that this operation couldn't be leaked to anyone other than close confidants, and he still didn't know what the boss wanted from Yang Ziyang. What if this guy He figured it out? That would ruin the boss's plans. Therefore, he politely said, "Forget it, these few people are enough for the rough and tiring work!" Seeing that the other party was obviously wary of him, Old He had no choice but to tactfully step aside.

"Search, you guys search carefully, collect everything except the furniture and take it with you, you hear me?" Seeing that so many people had been searching for almost half an hour without any results, Brother Li urged loudly.

At this moment, the leader who had come to report earlier ran over and replied, "Brother, this room really has nothing but furniture!" "Damn it!" Brother Li slapped the guy on the head in anger and cursed, "Are you guys just eating for nothing? How come you can't even do such a simple thing right? You can't find the people, and you can't find anything, what use are you to me?" The man felt wronged after being scolded, so he had no choice but to continue to join the search team with a bitter face.

"Wait, don't talk!" Old He suddenly waved his hand, stopping Li Ge's cursing. Everyone saw his eyes darting around and his neck craning, seemingly doing something, so they stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

"Old He, what's wrong?" Li Ge asked, noticing his strange expression as he kept craning his neck to the left and then to the right.

At this moment, Old He slowly squatted down, sticking his buttocks out and pressing his ear to the ground, listening as he spoke, "Li Ge, could you please move the chair aside and lift the carpet? I think there's some noise downstairs!" Only then did Li Ge realize that Old He's keen sense of touch wasn't just limited to his sense of touch; his hearing was also more developed than most people's. Although he didn't think the noise downstairs had anything to do with him, he still did as Old He asked, standing up and putting the chair aside.

The two of them retreated to the doorway and together lifted a corner of the carpet. When the thick carpet was lifted, two deep grooves in the floor and the square steel embedded within them were revealed. Li Ge muttered to himself, "Hey, what's this? Why is there something under the carpet? What's it for?" Old He pressed his head against the ground and listened for a while, but still couldn't hear clearly. His eyes darted around, and he stood up, saying, "I think there's something fishy about this place. I don't know what this thing is for, but I think it might be related to the commotion downstairs." Li Ge pondered for a moment, then slowly stood up and beckoned to his men, "Xiao Wu, Xiao Bin, you two stay here. The rest of you come downstairs with me!" He opened the door and went out.

The men rushed out the door and followed him downstairs, but after only a few steps, Li Ge raised his hand to stop them. He was now standing on the platform between the fourth and fifth floors, looking up and down, muttering, "Hey, the security doors of these two houses are exactly the same!" He continued downstairs to the security door.

"Old He, open it!" Li Ge parted to let the habitual thief approach.

Old He grinned, "Don't worry, all these doors are the same. Give me a minute!

" He then pulled a string of finely crafted lock-picking tools from his pocket and began fiddling with the keyhole.

His skills were indeed impressive; in less than a minute, a click rang out, and Old He smiled smugly, "Done!" He stepped aside and pushed the door open, gesturing politely, "Brother Li, please—" Brother Li pushed the security door wide open but didn't go in, standing in the doorway and observing inside. The room was dark, with no lights on. A television set in the living room, positioned to the side of the door, flickered and emitted sound. They then realized that the subtle noise they had caught earlier was coming from the television. By the light from the television, they could see that it was a living room of about ten square meters, empty. There were closed doors on the left, right, and front, presumably for the toilet, kitchen, and bedroom, respectively.

"Damn it, this room is exactly the same as the one upstairs, except for the lack of carpet! It's ghostly, ghostly!" Li Ge exclaimed after a quick glance at the living room's furnishings.

Faced with such a strange situation, he remained silent for a few seconds, then ordered his men, "Leave half of you outside to keep watch, the rest of you come in with me." He then stepped into the room. Of the original group of twenty-odd men, four or five blocked the entrance downstairs, Xiao Wu and Xiao Bin stayed on the fifth floor, and seven or eight of the remaining dozen or so followed him into the room, while a few others remained guarding the door.

Li Ge entered the dark room and looked around. Suddenly, there was a sharp, piercing sound, and a ball of fire appeared. At the same time, one of his men shouted, and the television went out, while the unit door slammed shut with a bang.

"What happened? What happened?" Li Ge yelled.

One of the henchmen stammered, "Brother...brother, I just touched the light switch and tried to turn it on, but the wires caught fire as soon as I pressed it. This...this might be a short circuit, right?" "Then how did the door close?" Judging from the situation just now, Brother Li already knew the general outline of what had happened, but what puzzled him was that the security door had closed tightly at the same time, which suddenly made him feel uneasy.

The man replied sheepishly, "I...I don't know, this door..." He moved to the door, trying to open it, but after several attempts, the door wouldn't budge. He exclaimed, "This door won't open, brother, what do we do?" The room was pitch black; the brothers outside, sensing something was wrong, also started shouting, making Li Ge even more agitated. He yelled, "Tell the people outside to stop shouting! Just have Lao He open the door again, that'll be fine!" "Li Ge, I...I'm inside!" Lao He said, leaning closer. He then went to the door and fiddled with the switch for a while, finally saying dejectedly, "This...this door is stuck, I can't open it, I can't do anything!" "You..." Li Ge hadn't expected him to have come in too. He figured thieves were always curious, and it might be difficult for him to stand guard at the door. Besides, the man had come to help, so it wasn't good to blame him. He had no choice but to turn back to the door and shout outside, "I'm fine here, all of you keep quiet. Go, find some stuff and pry the door open, quick!" He took out his phone and used the dim light from the screen to illuminate the room, saying to his men inside, "You guys stay with me and don't scatter. I think there's something fishy about this room, everyone be careful!" Several of his men shared his feeling and followed suit, taking out their cell phones to light their own windows. However, this dim light was far from sufficient for their current visibility needs. In the large room, the few dim lights were like fireflies in the dark.

After a long time, everyone gradually adjusted to the light and could finally see that this room, like upstairs, not only had the same furniture and furnishings, but also three doors: a bathroom, a kitchen, and a bedroom.

Li Ge led the group to the bathroom door in the dark. Feeling the round, electroplated doorknob, he gently turned it outwards but dared not push the door open rashly. At the same time, he heard a slight noise from inside and alertly said, "Watch out, there's movement!" He then cautiously pushed the door inwards.

"Huh? This door won't open!" Li Ge increased the force of his push, but still couldn't open the door. Frustrated, he stepped aside and said, "You guys break the door down!

" Bang...bang...bang...bang! The two men kicked the small aluminum door three times together, finally managing to kick it open.

Only then did everyone notice that there was a mop lying horizontally inside the door, with a thin fishing line attached to the handle. As the door opened, the mop flew out and clattered to the ground, revealing this simple mechanism. Clearly, the mop was originally positioned sideways by the door. Whenever someone turned the doorknob, the mop lost its balance and fell over, getting stuck inside and creating resistance to opening the door.

"Damn, that's all the crap!" Li Ge spat dismissively, glancing at the empty bathroom. Losing interest in such a simple mechanism, he led the way out of the bathroom and headed towards the kitchen door.

The group, already anxious in the darkness, became even more apprehensive when they encountered this obstacle, fearing something unexpected might be inside. But the bathroom was empty, and their inability to open the door was nothing more than a child's play. This greatly reduced their worries, and the previously stealthy individuals began to move more freely.

"Brother, let me do it!" One of the henchmen, eager to prove himself, grabbed the kitchen doorknob before Li Ge could.

To his surprise, with just a slight twist and little force, the door slammed open with a bang. With the slam of the door against the wall, a series of strange whooshing sounds filled his ears. The young man, quick-witted as ever, immediately ducked down before the sound of the air being pierced came from above him.

Following the noise, several people behind him cried out, "Ouch!" and "Holy crap!" Then came a series of clattering sounds of metal hitting the ground.

Li Ge, standing by the door, saw the people in front of him clutching their arms and shoulders, crouching down, and hurriedly asked, "What happened? What happened to you?" The man who had opened the door earlier picked up something from the ground, stood up, and, using the dim light from his phone, looked at it before replying, "Brother, there are knives! Several fruit knives flew out of the room..." Before he could finish speaking, he felt something flying towards his face, and before he could dodge, he cried out in pain and crouched down again.

At least ten seconds later, Brother Li cautiously turned out the doorway and saw the dark, indistinct thing that had knocked down the underling who had spoken earlier hanging limply in mid-air. He looked closely and realized it was a large cleaver. He couldn't help but ask with concern, "Xiao Hei, are you alright?" "I'm fine, but my nose is bleeding!" the man mumbled, covering his mouth and nose. It seemed the cleaver had simply swung like a pendulum, the blade already off course; otherwise, Xiao Hei wouldn't have been hit in the nose but rather slashed in the face.

Seeing that nothing else was flying out, Brother Li helped everyone up and checked them. He found six or seven knives of various shapes and lengths scattered on the ground—clearly a set. Fortunately, although the force of the flying objects was strong, their accuracy was poor, and their angles were scattered. Only three of them suffered minor injuries; the most serious was Xiao Hei, who had opened the door, but he had only been hit in the nose.

Although it was just a false alarm, everyone had a bad feeling: this kitchen was strange and dangerous! Driven by this thought, they slowly stood up, but none of them dared to go in.

"Alright, alright, get up, stop whining! Look at your cowardice, is it really necessary?" Brother Li pushed through the crowd at the door and went into the kitchen first. Seeing their leader go in, the others had no choice but to timidly follow.

After taking a few steps, Brother Li suddenly felt something slippery under his feet. He stopped and muttered a puzzled "Hmm?" At the same time, a whooshing sound came from somewhere. Learning from their previous experience, without waiting for their leader's instruction, they all instinctively squatted down, covering their heads with their hands and trying to keep their bodies low. Two of them, with more space in front of them, simply lay face down on the ground, covering their heads. The clattering of

objects hitting the ground was incessant, but it wasn't as crisp as before. Li Ge reacted the same way as the others, but as the leader, he couldn't lose face, so he was the first to reach for the thing that had fallen to the ground. When he picked it up, he was furious and jumped to his feet, yelling, "You bunch of cowards, get up! Look what this is..." He snapped the object in two, shouting, "It's just chopsticks!" Hearing this, everyone stood up, but before they could even steady themselves, they heard a strange noise from the balcony ahead. A clanging and rustling sound was clearly audible, seemingly not far in front of them. Following the sound, they looked up, only to be blinded by a bright light. In

a moment, the thugs realized that one of the blinds on the previously completely closed balcony had rolled up. The twilight sunlight wasn't particularly strong, but due to the angle of the setting sun on the balcony and their prolonged exposure to darkness, it became exceptionally glaring.

Li Ge was the first to regain his normal vision. He didn't say anything more and strode towards the balcony. When he got to the open blinds, he saw that the slats had been rolled up, the window was slightly ajar, and the glass was completely broken.

What... what's going on? Just as he was wondering, one of his henchmen, as if trying to show off his quick wit, ran quickly to his side, pointed at the window, and shouted, "Brother Li... Brother Li, this is bad! That kid must have jumped out the window and run away! Let's chase after him!" "Hmm?" Brother Li hesitated for less than a second, then suddenly his face darkened with anger. He stretched out his large, fan-like hand and slapped the boy's neck repeatedly, cursing as he did so, "Jump out the window... jump out the window... jump out the window... jump out the window! Open your dog eyes and let me see..." As he spoke, the hand that was slapping his neck pulled his head towards his chest, pressing him against the windowsill, continuing, "This is the fourth floor, you try jumping!" The boy, forced against the windowsill, involuntarily looked out the window. He saw that the outside was empty, offering no possibility of climbing, and the height of over ten meters above the ground made him dizzy; it was certainly not a height an ordinary person could jump from. He knew he'd backfired this time, and once the other man released his grip, he dared not say another word, obediently standing to the side.

"Come on, these are just small tricks, don't be afraid!" After inspecting the kitchen and balcony and finding nothing amiss, Li Ge said this as if to boost morale, but he knew it was really just for his own benefit.

Led by him, the group finally arrived at the last door of the unit. If that person was hiding in this house, then he was definitely in this room.

Just then, a strange sound came from inside, like someone laughing and talking, but it was hard to make out clearly. Having learned from previous experiences, the people inside were now a bit paranoid. At the slightest sound, they immediately scurried to either side of the door, afraid it would open by itself and something harmful would come out.

Several seconds passed, and the sound persisted. Li Ge, hiding by the door, winked at his two men, signaling them to open the door, but the two looked at each other, neither daring to step forward.

Li Ge tried to rouse two more men, but they too scurried behind him.

Seeing his men looking at each other, hesitant and cowardly, Li Ge, though still shaken, cursed them as "useless" and stepped forward himself.

He raised a sweaty hand, gripped the doorknob, and gently turned and slowly pushed it in. Creak… Surprisingly, this time the door opened perfectly without any mechanism preventing it from opening or springing open at the slightest touch.

"Hahaha, you bastards dare to break into my house? Don't you want to live? Once you're in, you're not getting out! Hahaha!" Now they heard it clearly; that's what the voice inside was saying. But there was clearly no one there, so it must be something like a tape recorder.

Because a window on the balcony was open, some light streamed into the house, and their visibility wasn't as low as before; they could see inside from the doorway. This was clearly an ordinary bedroom. A double bed stood in the center by the window, with various items scattered on it. A square table sat beside the bed with a few books and a lamp, and a large wardrobe stood in the corner.

Nothing special, everything was normal. Li told himself this as he slowly stepped into the room. After a few steps, he looked back and realized that his brothers were still peering through the door frame, showing no intention of following him in.

"Useless!" Li muttered viciously, then ignored his timid subordinates and walked straight towards the source of the shouting.

"You bastards dare to break into my house, you don't want to live..." Following the shouting, Li pulled out a small, matchbox-sized device from behind a row of books on the windowsill—an MP3 player, the kind you see everywhere. He found the stop button and turned it off, and the shouting and cursing immediately stopped.

“This is some damn thing? Look how scared you guys are! You're all a bunch of useless trash. What use are you to me? Damn it!” Brother Li waved the MP3 player at the door, pointing it upwards.

“Wow!” “Ah!” “What…what is that?” To his surprise, instead of relaxing, his men's faces contorted with terror, and they screamed and backed away.

“Hmm?” He instinctively turned his head, following their gazes. He was startled to see a hideous face almost face-to-face with him.

It was an indescribably terrifying face, resembling a Peking Opera mask or a Taoist scribbling—a blue-faced, fanged, glaring, and menacing figure that sent chills down his spine.

“Ah!” Brother Li screamed instinctively, staggering back four or five steps before regaining his footing. With no cover in the room, he instinctively turned his head to the side, protecting his head with both hands.

He screamed in terror, "What are you? You...you...are you human or a ghost?" But no matter how he questioned it, the thing remained silent and motionless. After

a few more shouts, seeing no response, Li Ge mustered his courage and turned to look at it. It had no body; it seemed to be just a face or a head floating in mid-air, swaying slightly.

Finally, Li Ge mustered his courage and approached it step by step. Upon closer inspection, he felt relieved. It was just a mask with terrifying patterns, connected at the top by a barely noticeable thread. It must have fallen from the ceiling after he picked up the MP3 player, landing right in front of him.

His fear vanished, replaced by a deep sense of shame. He was a powerful figure, a well-known figure in Tianjin, with hundreds of men under his command and countless bloody scenes of killing. How could he be so terrified by something that looked like a toy? Besides, several brothers were watching outside. If word got out, how could his name, Brother Li, be known in Tianjin?

"Fuck your mother, this damn thing!" Brother Li grabbed the mask and turned to the crowd at the door, saying angrily, "It's just a face, damn, it scared me!" He ripped the mask off and tore it to shreds, continuing, "We don't need to be afraid. I think that Jesus kid is just a bunch of scum, using childish tricks..." But before he could finish speaking, he felt his ankles tighten and be bound together, followed by a strong force pulling him upside down.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on?" Before Li Ge could finish his exclamation, the bedroom door slammed shut with a bang, followed by a series of strange clanging and banging sounds from outside.

With the noise, those hiding in the living room, too afraid to come in, let out a series of screams of "Ouch!" and "Mommy!"

Li Ge, hanging upside down in mid-air, struggled a few times, but the ropes binding his feet didn't budge. Hearing the chaos outside, a chill ran down his spine. He shouted, "What's going on? Stop shouting! Don't panic! Calm down!" Using the strength of his waist and abdomen, he lifted his upper body and drew a sharp dagger from his waist.

He used all his strength to bring his upper body as close to his legs as possible, then grabbed the rope binding his feet with one hand and slashed at it with the dagger in the other, preparing himself for the fall to the ground to avoid injury. But to his surprise, even though the rope had been cut, his feet weren't free, and his body remained suspended in mid-air.

"Huh? What the hell is going on?" Before Li Ge could react, a bucket of liquid was poured down from the roof, drenching his upturned upper body and face.

Li Ge rubbed his face, which was dripping with liquid, and wondered, "Damn, what is this stuff?" But the pungent smell immediately gave him a clear answer: "This...this is gasoline!" At the same time, his bright eyes saw a burning Zippo lighter falling from the sky, landing on him.

"No...no, ah!" With a scream, he covered his head and face with his hands, but this did nothing to change the impending tragedy. In an instant, Li Ge's upper body was set ablaze by the lighter. Fueled by the fuel, the fire spread rapidly across Li Ge's body, covering his head, face, and skin with flames.

"Ah, wow! Fire! Fire! I'm burning to death! Is anyone still breathing outside? Are you all dead? Help me! Help, fuck you, help, ah!" Li Ge screamed hoarsely, his body dangling in mid-air, unable to go up or down, his frantic twisting only accelerating the flames. To make matters worse, the fire started on his upper body, meaning it burned from the bottom up, causing the flames to spread even more recklessly.

He screamed desperately, hoping his companions outside would come to his rescue, but he didn't know that the people in the living room were in much worse shape than him. As Li Ge was hoisted up, not only did the door slam shut, but for some reason, countless objects began to fall continuously from the ceiling of the living room. These objects were quite heavy, falling from a height of over a meter above everyone's heads, causing excruciating pain when they hit them.

Those attacked from above covered their heads and ran frantically, but even those objects that didn't hit anyone shattered upon hitting the floor, and many were trampled underfoot in the chaos, their screams echoing. In this situation, who cared about their leader, whose condition was unknown inside?

"Don't move! Everyone, don't move! Stand against the wall!" At this moment, a slightly more sensible person offered an effective way to avoid disaster, and everyone obeyed.

The one who spoke was Old He, the habitual thief who had been called in for help. Among this group of thugs, he was the most level-headed. Although he had two bumps on his head and a throbbing pain in his foot from what he didn't know, he was the first to realize the situation and quickly gave the correct instructions based on the current circumstances: "You guys, quickly break down the bedroom door! Brother Li is screaming so pitifully, we don't know what's wrong. And you guys, quickly try to pry open the unit door so the brothers outside can come in and help!

" Everyone knew this was the most reasonable arrangement at the moment and immediately sprang into action. Three henchmen crept along the wall towards the security door, and when they reached the door, they shouted to the outside: "I said, you guys hurry up and pry this door open, something's happened inside..." But before they could finish speaking, with a loud bang, the men outside had already smashed open the unit door, sending the three thugs who were pressed against the door flying to the ground.

In fact, ever since Brother Li and his men were trapped in this unit, he had instructed the men outside to start prying open the door. Screams and strange noises continued to emanate from inside, making those waiting outside increasingly anxious. Even Xiao Wu and Xiao Bin, who were guarding upstairs, ran down to help.

The screams inside escalated and became increasingly frantic, fueling their growing impatience. Finally, in groups of three, they rammed the door directly into it. After a prolonged pounding, the bolts securing the security door to the brick doorway came loose, and the steel door and frame detached, landing squarely on the three people inside.

The dozen or so people outside paid no heed to this, rushing into the house like headless flies. The first few to enter tripped over something, experiencing a sharp pain and crouching down. Unable to stop, the others surged forward, knocking the first group to the ground.

The fallen individuals felt a sharp pain upon contact with the ground, screaming and rolling around, tripping over those behind them.

The house erupted into chaos in an instant. Some were shouting, some were crying and screaming, and others were yelling and cursing. It was like a weasel had broken into a farmhouse in the dead of night, causing a ruckus.

I huddled on top of the wardrobe in the fourth-floor bedroom and under the bottom of the wardrobe on the fifth floor, inwardly chuckling and letting out a cold snort.

I had just witnessed a group of thugs ransacking my rented fifth-floor apartment, and I knew that escaping this time wouldn't be easy. So, I decided to use the same trick I had set for Liu Xueying to create a diversion for them.

First, I tampered with the living room light switch, making it short-circuit with every press.

There was a strong rubber band between the top of the unit door and the refrigerator in the corner, resting on the corner of the security door. This rubber band was originally stretched by a fishing line between the air conditioner and the light switch, like a bowstring, so they encountered no resistance when opening the door. But as soon as the light switch was turned on, the sparks burned through the fishing line, causing the rubber band to contract rapidly. This closed the security door, which couldn't be opened from the inside, trapping Li Ge and the others inside and isolating them for a period of time.

The mechanism on the bathroom door was merely a distraction, designed to lower the enemy's guard.

As I expected, this caused a subtle shift in their psychology, making the traps I had placed in the kitchen effective.

Actually, I didn't think the knives and forks that were launched by the rubber band in the kitchen would scare them away. I knew those inaccurate attacks couldn't harm them, but they could leave a significant psychological scar, making them hesitant to proceed.

These traps, including the trick of pulling up the blinds on the balcony and the shards of glass, were solely intended to slow down their search and buy me time, because I was busy in the bedroom at that time.

The MP3 player was connected to the ghost face mask I wore when I drugged Liu Xueying on the ceiling. When the MP3 player was moved, the ghost face mask immediately landed in front of the person who touched it. Actually, that wasn't my real purpose; it was just so that when that person finally realized it was just a ghost face, they would be furious and rip it off the dangling fishing line.

The mask being pulled activated a snare I had attached to the bed and cabinet legs, resembling a trap. It would bind anyone in front of the mask by the feet and dangle them in mid-air.

I knew these people would be carrying weapons, so the snare wasn't single but double. One was made of fishing line, strong but easily broken, while the other was made of steel wire, which couldn't be cut by a knife or broken by a few strokes. How could fishing line be strong enough to suspend a living person? Of course, even I, as the person in the situation, wouldn't have thought of that.

Whether the person being suspended noticed the double ropes or not, they would cut the fishing line.

This way, the half-empty bottle of Zippo kerosene and the burning lighter hanging from the ceiling would fall, burning the person while they were suspended.

Actually, tearing off the mask had another chain reaction: it would close the bedroom door. There was a razor blade installed in the upper corner of the bedroom door; closing it would cut a fishing line hanging from the beam. This fishing line passed through the skylight above the door and connected to the steel tracks that covered the living room ceiling.

I had previously removed the living room carpet, exposing the cement floor. I had also hung all the empty beer bottles and all the cups, plates, and bowls I had consumed on the steel tracks in the living room ceiling. Once the main braking fishing line was cut, these things would fall continuously from the ceiling.

Injuring someone would be one thing, but even if they didn't hit anyone and just fell to the floor, they would shatter instantly. A living room littered with shards of glass and ceramic fragments—wouldn't that be a miniature hell?

What really bothered me was time, because I had no idea when these people would find the secret passage between my two floors. I had to lure them in through the front door before they did. Fortunately, the traps and mechanisms in this room I had set up in preparation for capturing Liu Xueying were already in their early stages, so I only needed to make some modifications.

Also, not all of my setups worked. The shovels and ladles in the kitchen didn't fly up to attack the enemy, and the blinds on the balcony didn't tear open like knives to cut anyone running towards them. Even so, I still succeeded. In the special battlefield I created, the enemy didn't dare to disperse. Their movement, from the toilet to the kitchen and finally to the bedroom, was exactly what I expected, which bought me precious time.

When I heard someone yelling "Fire! Fire! I'm burning to death!" from the chaotic fourth-floor bedroom, hiding between the two floors, I knew my spell had worked.

Without hesitation, I quietly opened the bottom drawer of the wardrobe on the fifth floor, knocked on it a few times, and, finding no response, confirmed that even if someone was on guard on the fifth floor, they would be distracted by the noise downstairs, I carefully opened the drawer and crawled out.

The fifth floor had indeed been ransacked, but it didn't matter. This unit wasn't where I kept my secrets. All the videos of me drugging and raping Liu Xueying, raping Lu Lu, and finally, Lu Lu and I having lewd sex were neatly laid out on my bed in the fourth-floor bedroom, now reduced to ashes by the fire. Even if they weren't completely burned, the contents were unreadable.

I tiptoed over the haphazard obstacles to the door, finding my phone still on the doorframe. "That was close! Luckily, no one called in the past hour, otherwise this important self-defense weapon would be gone!" I thought to myself with relief, putting my phone in my pocket and slipping out of the wide-open building entrance.

I could clearly hear the shouts, wails, and curses from the people on the floor below, like a group of lively shrimp and crabs struggling in their death throes as they were shoved into a large pot and steamed over a fire.

I ignored their plight, figuring my clever plan, while ingenious, wouldn't be fatal. But going downstairs now was impossible, and besides, I wasn't sure if the people guarding the entrance had also been drawn up by the commotion and joined the hellish ordeal in that building. Going downstairs rashly might get me caught. Thinking of this,

I decided to change course and escape upstairs. The only two remaining buildings in Yuehua Community were six stories high. I pressed myself against the wall to make sure the people below couldn't see me, and slowly made my way to the top floor. Like any other residential building, this place had a ladder leading to the roof.

I gripped the bottom rung with both hands, desperately kicking against the wall with my feet, and finally, with this comical effort, climbed to the top. Pushing aside the dusty, long-sealed wooden roof panel, I scrambled onto the roof.

I originally had two options: find another roof entrance and descend from another building, or climb down directly along the steel scaffolding on one side of the building. However, after circling around, I discovered that all the other roof entrances were locked from below and couldn't be opened, and the steel scaffolding on the exterior was spaced about 1.5 meters apart vertically—a single misstep could result in a fatal fall. After a moment's thought, I decided to climb up the scaffolding to the roof of the adjacent building to check the situation.

Yuehua Residential Area consists of old-style buildings with only seven or eight meters between the scaffolding sections, so the scaffolding of the two buildings was connected. I stepped onto a horizontal steel pipe, holding onto another with both hands, and slowly made my way towards the neighboring building. If anyone below had seen me, they would have thought I was a construction worker working at a height.

"Huff... huff..." I held my breath for a long time before finally completing the feat of leaping across the scaffold. When I landed on the roof of the other building, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Next, I had to find an escape route, but to my dismay, the roof panels of this building were all locked from the bottom, and the only one that could be opened had no handrails.

Actually, the height between the roof and the sixth-floor staircase was only a little over three meters; I could jump down, but the problem was that once I jumped, there would be no turning back. No matter what lay ahead, I had to grit my teeth and move forward.

For a moment, I considered whether to endure the situation and wait for them to retreat, or to jump now and try to escape. Going out now was certainly dangerous; if someone was guarding the entrance to my building, I definitely wouldn't be able to get through safely. But waiting here wasn't a solution either. I'd made too much noise on the fourth floor; those people, having suffered such a loss and still unable to find me, wouldn't let it go. Even if I anonymously called the police and they chased them away temporarily, they'd be back soon.

More worryingly, after all that, even if they didn't intend revenge, even if they hadn't seen me in person, they were 100% certain I was somewhere here, so they would definitely send more people to Yuehua Residential Area. After much deliberation, I decided to risk it and take advantage of their current disarray to go downstairs and find a chance to escape.

Thump! Despite my best efforts to control my landing, it still made a dull thud. Ignoring the numbness in my legs, I dashed downstairs. Using the wall at the building entrance as cover, I secretly peered in my direction,

and what I saw shocked me. The situation in front of my building entrance was completely different from when I'd peeked out from the fourth floor. In front of the three Refine cars that were originally parked, there was now a black Guangzhou Honda, and the group guarding the entrance had grown from three or four to more than a dozen.

The passenger window of the black Honda was open, and a man's arm was sticking out, a cigarette dangling from his hand. Standing to his side was a well-proportioned man in his thirties, wearing a dark tracksuit and black-rimmed sunglasses, looking up with his hands behind his back. In fact, not only him, but everyone standing in front of the entrance was looking up at the building, whispering amongst themselves.

My God, could it be Shen Dongcai himself who came to arrest me? A huge sense of oppression welled up in my heart, but I immediately dismissed the thought. First, I didn't think Shen Dongcai would come personally, and second, he was driving a Grand Voyager, which was a whole different level from this Honda.

Just as I was in shock, the man in the car suddenly beckoned to the man standing next to him and whispered something in his ear as he bent over. The man accepted the order, turned around, and loudly told everyone present, "Listen up, Brother Yu said that even if people upstairs fight until their brains are turned into dog brains, it's none of our business. You few just guard this place and don't get involved in anything else!" Hearing this, everyone suppressed their curiosity and worry about what was happening upstairs and went back to their posts.

I cursed inwardly. I wondered who was in that car. If it weren't for him, these dozen or so bastards might have been unable to contain themselves and rushed upstairs, giving me the chance to escape. But now, that idea was ruined.

Yuehua Residential Area was a place I had carefully chosen to deceive and rape Liu Xueying. It was close to a bustling city center on one side and a vast wilderness on the other. As the saying goes, there's only one way to climb Mount Hua; there was no other way to escape. And the rooftop ladder I had just come down from didn't exist, making it impossible to return the way I came. I never imagined that the favorable conditions I had created to ensure the plan's success would now become the very factors that left me with nowhere to hide.

Seeing that the traps I'd set in my own home had worked, and that my clever tricks, while ingenious, were utterly useless in driving away the enemy and saving my life, I knew the situation upstairs would eventually calm down. Then, knowing I was still hiding in this neighborhood, they would launch a much larger search, leaving me nowhere to hide. This

was driving me crazy. My heart was burning with anxiety; sweat streamed uncontrollably down my forehead. It was eerily quiet outside; I could clearly hear the grinding of my teeth. My palms were drenched in sweat, yet I kept rubbing them frantically.

The sun was setting, and visibility was decreasing, my heart sinking with it. What to do? Once it got dark, they would be even more brazen. Now there were dozens of them, but later there might be hundreds. Both buildings were empty; how could they withstand their search?

What to do! What to do!

Calm down! I clutched my chest, taking deep breaths to calm my racing heart and racing thoughts. I must stay calm, I absolutely must stay calm, or I will die, like Liu Yuying, dying a confused death.

I cannot die, I absolutely cannot!

I forced myself to let go of my unease and anxiety, and simply closed my eyes to avoid seeing anything in front of me. My mind raced, searching for a possible solution.

I can do it! Every time I think like this, I find a way. I can do it! I encouraged myself as I organized my thoughts.

That's it! I've got it! I have an idea! But... this seems too risky. If things go wrong, I could lose my life!

But this is the only way right now, I have to try!

No, I can't be afraid of death. Those who are afraid of death are often the first to die.

Yes, this is the prerequisite for the success of this plan. I must not be afraid of death!

An almost insane idea was born in my mind, and I used every means to convince myself of its feasibility. You see, my previous plans for seducing women were fundamentally different from this one. In the past, if I succeeded, I could feast, and even if I failed, it was just an emotional disappointment, without any real loss. But this time is different. If I succeed, I can escape with my life; if I fail, hell may be waiting for me.

When I finally began to believe in its feasibility, I started to organize my thoughts. A cell phone, two SIM cards, three one-yuan coins, and a half-used strong rubber band—my weapons were pitifully few, but today I was going to use these things to give him a real heart-pounding experience!

I finished my preparations, mentally rehearsed my plan several times, and considered every possible emergency response strategy I could think of. Then, I took a few deep breaths, silently gave myself a shout to encourage myself, and swaggered towards the Honda with my hands in my pockets.

Forty meters…thirty meters…twenty meters…when I was about ten meters away from the black Honda, the man in sunglasses standing in front of the car noticed me and walked towards me warily and attentively.

I fucking hoped everyone was only focused on the commotion upstairs and ignored me, so I could easily leave the neighborhood. But things didn't go as planned, and I had no choice but to put my plan into action.

"Hey, bro, what's going on upstairs? Why are they making all that noise?" I pointed to my apartment with my right hand and asked the man approaching me.

He didn't move, just glanced sideways before fixing his gaze on my face, replying casually, "Oh, nothing. We're looking for someone, it has nothing to do with anyone else!" He adjusted his glasses, peering over his shoulder to look at me, and asked, "Isn't this neighborhood practically deserted? What are you doing here?" "Shen Dong called you here, right? Are you looking for Yang Ziyang? That's me!" I said with a grin, strolling towards the Honda as I turned to the man.

Although my voice wasn't loud, everyone present, including the man I was talking to, heard me. Immediately, everyone, including the man, froze, and all eyes turned to me.

"What did you say? Who are you?" the man asked, staring at me incredulously.

I wasn't far from the black sedan anymore. I had my back to him, but when he pressed me for an answer, I turned around and chuckled, "Didn't you hear me? I'm Yang Ziyang, the person you're looking for!

" Before the man could react, a calm and steady male voice rang out from inside the car: "Damin, let him come over!" It was standard Mandarin.

"Oh, yes!" The man behind me, called Damin, responded and rushed ahead of me to the Honda, opening the door to let someone out.

This man was of medium build, wearing a gray-blue suit and shiny black leather shoes. Looking at his face, his thick, straight eyebrows were faintly visible behind his brown sunglasses, and his eyes were clear and calm, giving him an air of refined inner strength. Below his high nose was a square mouth with full lips and a slightly upturned corner, accompanied by a composed smile.

This man was about thirty-eight or thirty-nine years old, and in terms of appearance, he was definitely the standard handsome middle-aged man in the eyes of young women. If he replaced those gold-rimmed brown glasses with clear nearsighted glasses, removed the thick gold chain around his neck and the gleaming gold watch from his wrist, and buttoned up all the unbuttoned buttons on his shirt under his suit jacket, standing there upright, he would truly resemble a university lecturer.

"Are you Yang Ziyang? I've been looking for you for ages, I didn't expect you to deliver yourself to my doorstep!

" The man asked with one hand on his hip and the other on the roof of his Honda, a mysterious smile on his face.

His subordinate, Da Min, seeing me getting closer to the man, immediately took a step forward and whispered a warning, "Brother Yu, be careful he doesn't try anything funny!" "Don't worry, he can't hurt me!" The man gently pushed Da Min aside, still facing me.

Looking into those simple, unadorned eyes, I felt a strange, unfathomable feeling.

Oh, this is the so-called Brother Yu, the one who was sitting downstairs, preventing my escape. I secretly kept an eye on him, but casually replied, "Yes, I'm the person you've gone to so much trouble to find. Shen Dong wants to see me, and I also have something to ask him in person. Can you take me to him?" I said, leaning back lazily on the hood of his car.

Brother Yu maintained his faint smile, speaking as if in a polite social setting, "Sure, it's my job." He took off his glasses and pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, gently wiping his face.

Just then, a commotion erupted in the stairwell, followed by a group of people emerging.

The leader was burly and strong, possessing a certain heroic air, but unfortunately, half his face was charred black. Most of his upper garment was burned away, revealing his chest, still emitting black smoke. Judging from the current state, he must have once had a lot of chest hair, but now it was gone. Not only that, but even his hair and beard were completely charred, and the tattoo on his shoulder was unrecognizable. Now, unless you looked closely, it was impossible to tell where his blackened upper body and face were burned or blackened. Following him came

a dozen or so henchmen, most of them covered in blood, some with their clothes torn to shreds, some even missing a shoe. They groaned and limped out, supporting each other, with three unrecognizable figures being carried out.

Seeing their dejected and miserable state, I felt a mixture of amusement and satisfaction, but also a pang of pity. I thought to myself, "If you hadn't driven me to this point, I wouldn't have been so ruthless. Don't blame me!" Seeing this, Brother Yu quickly stepped forward and asked the burly man with burns, "Hey Yongli, what happened to you?" He reached out to help him up.

Although severely injured, the man was incredibly stubborn. He shoved aside his companion's help and cursed as he walked towards a Ruifeng truck: "Damn it, that bastard Jesus, if I see him, I'll skin him alive!" As he spoke, he kept patting the remaining embers on his body, yelling, "Water! Water! Give me water! I need water..." This aggravated his facial injuries, causing him to groan in pain. Yu Ge,

unconcerned that the man didn't appreciate his efforts, grabbed one of the men behind him and asked, "Xiao Wu, what happened to you guys? What happened? Why didn't you get Li Ge some water to put out the fire?" This man was one of the less seriously injured among the remaining soldiers; his sleeve was torn on one arm, blood dripping from his elbow, but his other hand was intact and he was using it to cover his buttocks. He stood on tiptoe, following behind Li Ge. Hearing his question, he immediately stopped and respectfully replied, "Brother Yu, there's no water upstairs, not even in the toilet or kitchen. Looks like they were prepared!

" He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and continued, "This is really damn weird. We can't really explain what happened. We were tricked without even seeing anyone. Sigh!" "Did you find anything of value?" Tian Yu asked in a slightly lowered voice as he watched Brother Li walk a little further away.

Xiao Wu shook his head with a bitter face and sighed, "No, the fire burned the entire bedroom and was almost reaching the living room. We couldn't find water, so we couldn't put it out. We're lucky to have survived. We didn't find anything!" Brother Yu nodded slightly and waved him away. He knew these people had been ambushed, but seeing that although their injuries were serious, none of them were in life-threatening danger, he felt slightly relieved. While instructing the unharmed brothers guarding the entrance to help the wounded, he told Damin, "Call 718 and tell them to prepare first aid quickly. Tell them they are my men, Tian Yu's men, and ask them to take good care of them!" Damin agreed and went to make the call.

The name 718 entered my ears, making my heart skip a beat. I seemed to remember something, and this incomplete flash of inspiration was the kind that made me uneasy.

"You did all this? You're quite capable!" Before I could fully process this restless thought, Tian Yu had already arranged for his injured men to come up to me and ask.

Seeing so many of his brothers in such a sorry state, he didn't show the shock, anger, or resentment one might expect. His tone remained calm, though his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at me, as if reassessing the place I held in his heart.

I find people who don't show their emotions the most troublesome, but since he didn't utter any harsh words, I could only respond politely: "Ah, yes..." I glanced at the flustered crowd out of the corner of my eye and continued with a mocking tone, "They... entered someone's house without knocking, they asked for it!" Just then, a commotion came from a nearby Refine car: "Where is he? Where is he?

Where is that bastard Jesus?" A dark figure pushed through the crowd, threw a half-empty bottle of mineral water on the ground, and ran towards me and Tian Yu. It was none other than the furious Li Ge.

He ran towards me, cursing under his breath. He spotted me standing with Tian Yu and immediately charged at me, yelling, "You little bastard, so you were here all along! I'll fucking kill you...

" His massive fist swung wide, aimed at my face.

"Hey, Yongli, what are you doing?" Tian Yu grabbed my enraged companion from the side.

"What am I doing? Look at me now, it's all because of this bastard! I'll fucking cripple him!

" Brother Li seemed much stronger than Tian Yu, easily shaking off his arm. He then grabbed my collar and pulled me up forcefully, while his other fist swung again, ready to strike.

Tian Yu simply raised an arm and blocked Li Ge's path. Seeing that Li Ge wouldn't listen to his advice, Tian Yu was a little displeased, and his tone became cold and sarcastic: "Hou Yongli, don't do anything reckless. This is someone the boss wants to see. He has something to say to him. If you damage him, what am I supposed to hand over?" He continued with a hint of sarcasm, "Besides, you didn't catch him. What right do you have to do what you want?" Before Li Ge could answer, I stared at him nonchalantly and retorted, "Watch your mouth! What did I ever do to you? Your mother brought a bunch of bastards into my house, ransacking and smashing everything. You deserve to die, you know? Who invited you?" As I spoke, I reached out to pry his hand off my collar, but I found that this man's strength was truly formidable, and I couldn't budge him at all.

As an orphan who lost my parents at a young age, I hated being called a bastard. Therefore, any remaining timidity I had vanished under Hou Yongli's insults, and I dared to argue back. On the other hand, this nonchalant attitude was something I had planned beforehand; only in this way could I escape unscathed.

"You motherfucker, still gotta be tough, huh? I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!" In his rage, Hou Yongli's tone changed, bursting out this Northeastern dialect. Ignoring our attempts to stop him, he raised his massive fist again, aiming for my face.

“Hey, you can hit me all you want, but hurry up…” Seeing that I couldn’t outmaneuver this incredibly strong guy, I gave up trying to pry open his right hand. I adopted a submissive stance, putting all my weight on his arm that was gripping my collar. At the same time, I pointed diagonally upwards, directing Hou Yongli and Tian Yu to look at the fourth floor where thick black smoke was billowing from the window. Then I slowly said, “My house is on fire. I called the fire department 119 a few minutes ago. The fire brigade is probably on their way and will be here soon.

I think after you finish hitting me, you’ll have to explain the cause of the fire to them!” Hearing this, Tian Yu narrowed his eyes and glanced at me again, forcefully pulling Hou Yongli’s hand off my arm. He said, “Yongli, we shouldn’t stay in this dangerous place. Let’s get out of here quickly. You should also get your injuries treated. This guy is in our hands anyway. Once the boss meets with him, you can do whatever you want with him!” " That's right, that's right, you 'Hanging Roasted Pork Chop,' go get your injuries treated, or you'll be too ashamed to show your face in public!

" I said, seizing the opportunity to mock him.

"I'm not going anywhere! I'm not going anywhere until I kill him today!" Hou Yongli, who had initially seemed to be backing down, clenched his fists again at my arrogant words and the extremely insulting mockery from "Hanging Roasted Pork Chop." His large, round eyes stared at me, practically spitting fire; "eyes bulging with rage" would be the most apt description.

Tian Yu knew that if what I said was true, they didn't have much time left, so he quickly called Da Min over. The two of them, through a combination of pulling and tugging, and with a lot of talking, managed to pull Hou Yongli away.

Watching Hou Yongli being persuaded into the car by Damin, Tian Yu sighed and turned back to see me still leaning lazily against his car with a faint smile. He shook his head and said softly, "You two are no pushovers!" His tone made it sound like we weren't enemies but ordinary friends.

At this moment, a man in his thirties with a sleazy appearance limped over on tiptoe, bowed to Tian Yu, and said with a fawning smile, "Brother Yu, how are you?" Tian Yu recognized the man. Seeing the man's servile manner, his lips twitched slightly, as if he were somewhat disdainful, but he quickly softened and smiled gently, saying, "Oh, Lao He, I have to thank you this time. I feel really bad that you got dragged into this. You should go with them to 718 to get bandaged up!" As he spoke, he pointed to the group of injured people who were getting into the cars one after another.

"No...no need, it's just a scrape, it's nothing. Brother Yu, you're too kind. If you ever need anything from me, He Jianhua, just let me know, and I'll do my utmost!" Old He said obsequiously, bowing and scraping. Seeing that the other party only smiled and nodded, he knew he couldn't possibly establish a relationship with this well-known gang leader with just a few words, so he tactfully said, "Brother Yu, if you have nothing else, I...I'll be going now?" "Ah, then we'll see each other another day. Give this to your Brother Fei for me, I'll treat him to dinner sometime!

" Tian Yu maintained his composure, but there was no hint of trying to persuade him to stay.

"Definitely, definitely, thank you! I thank you on behalf of Brother Fei!" Old He immediately agreed with a beaming smile, then walked away.

Oh, so this bastard is Old He from the pickpocket group they hired specifically to deal with my security door. His name is He Jianhua; this is the first time I've heard of him. Watching the sycophant's departing figure, I felt a surge of anger. "You little brat, daring to help Shen Dongcai bully me! Humph!

" My anger rose, and I suddenly spoke loudly to Old He, without batting an eye, "Brother He, please give my regards to your Brother Zhang Yifei when you get back. I'll treat him to a meal another day!" "Oh, okay, okay!" He Jianhua, not understanding, casually agreed, but glancing at the person he was speaking to, he didn't recognize him. However, this person was standing next to Tian Yu, so he probably held some influence. He smiled respectfully at me again before continuing on his way. A

glint of something unfathomable flashed in Tian Yu's eyes. He turned to look at Hou Yongli and his group of wounded soldiers, then turned back, narrowing his eyes and staring at He Jianhua's retreating figure, letting out a soft, cold snort.

Seeing his strange expression, I knew my casual remark, a ploy to sow discord, might have worked. While it might not be effective in my current situation, it at least planted a potential seed of discord between Tian Yu, Shen Dongcai, and Miaoyin Fo.

You see, He Jianhua opened the doors to both of my units today, meaning that the reason Shen Dongcai's men were treated so badly was because He Jianhua created the conditions. If He Jianhua was also manipulated by me and suffered the consequences, that would be a different story. But what if he deliberately led those people to their deaths? Tian Yu, being intelligent, couldn't possibly be unaware of this.

Actually, these were just baseless speculations. If I hadn't mentioned Zhang Yifei's name, making everyone immediately realize that I knew him, no one would have considered that possibility. Therefore, my purpose was to use this simple greeting to remind Tian Yu of the potential relationship between me and Zhang Yifei, making him suspicious of He Jianhua's actions and ultimately eroding his trust in Miaoyin Fo. But Tian Yu hadn't expected that Zhang Yifei had no idea I existed, and I'd only secretly seen him twice and heard his voice once.

At that moment, two thugs came over and tied my hands behind my back with rope. This was their boss, Brother Yu's, order, so although they were restricting my freedom of movement, their attitude wasn't as rude as Hou Yongli's group; in fact, they were treating me with considerable courtesy.

Da Min calmed Hou Yongli down and helped him into the Refine, then returned to the driver's seat of the Honda. Tian Yu went back to the passenger seat, and the two thugs who had tied me up flanked me in the back. The car started and headed towards Xianfeng Road, where the community exit was located. Only then did I notice that there were three more Refine cars parked at the community gate, with a dozen or so people either crouching or standing guard there. Seeing Tian Yu's black Honda drive out, these people, along with the dozen or so who had been guarding the building entrance, all jumped into the Refine cars and followed us out.

Good, this net is set up very tightly! I sighed inwardly, realizing that it was right not to recklessly rush out. Otherwise, even if I had reached the exit of the residential area, these people would have caught me red-handed, and I wouldn't have had the leisure I had now. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but admire the man in front of me, who was not yet forty. It was his presence that forced me, despite all my scheming, to get into this car and become a prisoner.

Tian Yu was on the phone, saying, "Hey Mr. Shen, we've got him...yes, it's him...I didn't ask, you can ask him yourself later. I think the fewer people who know about this, the better...yes...okay!" "Brother Yu..." I said after he finished his call, "You did the right thing. Shen Dongcai definitely doesn't want too many people to know his secret. You just handed me over to him, that's your duty. Avoid the rest if you can. Curiosity isn't a good thing!" "Hehe!" Tian Yu chuckled, leaning back in his seat, and said calmly, "Yeah, you're right. Even though we're in this business, we're just doing a job. There's no need to be so calculating. Let's just let things slide!" "Hey Yongzhong, we've got him. Get out of Hung Hom. Everyone's home from work now. Don't cause any unnecessary trouble...yes...right, he's in my car...okay!" Tian Yu dialed another number and said this.

A chill ran down my spine. So they knew the address of Hung Hom too. It seemed Wing Lee and Wing Chung had split up, one going to Hung Hom and the other to Moon Wah, while Tian Yu was their backup, going wherever there was trouble. Such meticulous planning showed Shen Dong was truly determined to get me.

Just then, I saw Tian Yu take out a cigarette, light it, and roll down his half-window. I reached out my right hand, rested it on the back of his seat, and leaned forward, saying, "Brother Yu, can I have one?" "Huh?" Tian Yu whirled around, seeing that my hands, which had been bound behind my back, were now free, and my left hand was casually holding a broken rope, slowly placing it on the leg of one of my henchmen next to me.

"Brother Yu, this…" The two henchmen noticed this and exchanged bewildered glances. One of them picked up the rope from his leg and asked Tian Yu.

"Forget it, no need to tie him up anymore. He won't run away, and he can't escape anyway!" Tian Yu shook his head and smiled, then turned to me and said, "Brother Jesus, please cooperate and don't try anything funny. Once I hand you over to President Shen, you can do whatever you want with him. I'll consider this a done deal, okay?" Seeing that the person they had gone to so much trouble to capture had obediently walked into their trap, even if Tian Yu was stupid, he could guess that I had something to rely on, and that I might have some tricks

up my sleeve that made me so fearless in following them. Therefore, he not only treated me with great courtesy but even put on a pleading tone. "No problem, I also have something to see Shen Dongcai. I won't run away, don't worry!" I put my left hand in my pocket, took the cigarette he offered me with my right hand, and leaned over to let him light it for me.

Ever since that night when I discovered that Lu Lu could break free from my bonds and saw that she had a small piece of wallpaper razor blade hidden between her fingers, I thought it was a pretty good technique. After that, I also found a thinner and narrower blade and practiced concealing it between my fingers and using it nimbly. Today, I used this method to cut the rope.

I didn't intend to run away after cutting the rope; it was just that my next trick required my hands to be free, which was essential. Tian Yu is a calm and confident person, without a doubt. I guessed he would let me use my hands freely because it wouldn't pose a threat to him.

Besides, he considers himself carefree and would disdain the kind of behavior of a rogue who relentlessly pursues and attacks others. Therefore, I used this to my advantage to achieve my ulterior motives.

The car slowly moved forward, passing through the Dongfeng Tunnel and turning onto Qufu Road along the Jintang Highway. By this time, it was already dark, and the surrounding lights were dim. Seeing that we had been driving for almost half an hour, I couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yu, where are we going?" "The Emperor Hotel!" Tian Yu replied casually.

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