Chapter 183 You've messed with the wrong people

Behind the iron gate was the storage room where Master Wu was locked up.

Su Qiang pushed the door open and entered.

Master Wu sat in a chair with his hands tied behind his back. His face and body were covered in wounds, and even his clothes were stained with blood.

It was clear that he had been beaten quite a bit during the few hours he was kidnapped.

"It smells so good..." Old Master Wu grinned, his mouth bleeding, and glanced at the open iron gate behind Su Qiang.

Su Qiang approached carrying a bowl of piping hot hot pot soup, saying, "You're pretty tough as hell."

Master Wu laughed and said, "I didn't get all this fat for nothing."

“Come on, open your mouth,” Su Qiang said, holding the bowl to Wu Sanye’s mouth with a sneer. “I want to see if your stomach is just as thick-skinned as yours.”

Just then.

Despite having his hands tied behind his back, Master Wu suddenly raised them and violently overturned the bowl.

Su Qiang was caught off guard.

A bowl of scalding hot soup was poured over his face.

"ah!!!"

Su Qiang howled as he wiped his face.

The oily soup flowed down his neck and into his collar, scalding his chest and stomach, causing him to run around in pain.

Uncle Wu rubbed his wrist, which was raw and bleeding from the rope, gritted his teeth, and rushed out of the storage room.

As early as when Su Qiang and his group started eating hot pot, he took advantage of the fact that no one was watching him and slowly broke free of the ropes binding his wrists. His shouting that he wanted to eat hot pot was just a trick to trick Su Qiang into opening the door.

The sudden scream startled the group of people outside.

Then we saw Third Master Wu stagger out.

The crowd immediately got up and surrounded them.

Seeing that the other side had a large number of people and blocked his way in an instant, Wu Sanye rushed to the table in desperation and picked up the hot pot.

"Don't come any closer! I'll splash anyone who comes near!"

The crowd dared not approach easily.

Uncle Wu slowly moved the hot pot toward the warehouse exit, and whenever anyone came forward, he would spill the still bubbling oily soup out of the pot.

A group of people frantically waved their arms and legs to get away, creating chaos.

This stuff won't cause fatal damage, but getting it on you can be quite unpleasant.

Wu Sanye was also suffering. Although he was holding the pot by the handles on both sides, the hot pot oil was so hot that his hands were burning. The more he held on, the more his fingers hurt.

The man in the baseball cap ordered two of his men to check on Su Qiang, then said to Master Wu, "Even if you manage to escape through this warehouse door, we can catch up with you and bring you back. Why bother struggling?"

Despite the burning pain in his fingers, Uncle Wu grimaced and said, "What? You can catch me, but I can't run away? I can't even try?"

The man in the baseball cap was speechless and could only stare at the hot pot in Wu Sanye's hand as he slowly approached.

Master Wu retreated to a position about four or five meters away from the warehouse door and shouted at the people blocking the door, "Get out of my way! Or I'll splash it in your faces! Hurry up!"

As he spoke, he turned around and made a gesture as if to splash something.

The guards panicked and instinctively backed away.

The man in the baseball cap yelled, "Stand right there! If you let him get away, Young Master Yang won't let you off the hook!"

The expressions on the faces of the guards changed.

They were more afraid of being punished by Young Master Yang than of getting splashed with oily soup and suffering some pain.

Old Master Wu panicked, "I really splashed it! Don't blame me if you get burned!"

However, after shouting that, his own hands were so hot that he couldn't stand it anymore.

With a crash, the hot pot slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

"Damn it...it's burning me...hiss...whoosh!whoosh whoosh!" Uncle Wu blew on his bright red fingers repeatedly.

The group in the baseball cap laughed, swarmed around him, pinned him down, and tied him up like a rice dumpling.

"Damn it!" Su Qiang cursed as he walked over and kicked Wu Sanye repeatedly.

Uncle Wu spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed, saying, "Oh dear, I thought a monkey's butt had grown on your face."

Su Qiang had already taken off his upper body clothes.

His right cheek, neck, and chest were all red and swollen, and the pain from the burns, like being stabbed or pricked, contorted his expression.

"I'll fucking kill you!" Su Qiang was furious and picked up a fruit knife from the table.

"Qiangzi! Don't be impulsive!" The man in the baseball cap quickly stopped him.

Su Qiang's eyes were bloodshot. "I'm going to kill him today! That bastard is too damn infuriating!"

The man in the baseball cap snapped, "How are we going to explain this to Young Master Yang if we kill him?!"

Su Qiang angrily put down the knife in his hand.

After a two-second silence, the man in the baseball cap patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why don't you go to the hospital to get your burn treated?"

Su Qiang ignored him and said through gritted teeth, "If we can't kill him, can't we hang him up? Can't we cripple him?"

Seeing Su Qiang's disheveled and frustrated appearance, the man in the baseball cap had no choice but to agree.

Before long, they used ropes to suspend Master Wu from the beam of the warehouse, his feet about half a meter off the ground, swaying and spinning in mid-air.

Su Qiang picked up an empty beer bottle and swung it hard at Wu Sanye's forehead.

Bang!

The bottle exploded.

Wu Sanye's head was bleeding profusely.

“I said…” Wu Sanye shook his dizzy head and said weakly, “Your Young Master Yang… hasn’t come yet. Is there any possibility that… he’s already been arrested by the police?”

"Hahahaha!" The man in the baseball cap burst out laughing. "Did you get hit in the head? Have you forgotten that we were taken to the police station the day before Young Master Yang brought us out? Let alone Young Master Yang? Who would dare to arrest him!"

Master Wu raised his blood-stained eyelids and said, "To tell you the truth... this time, you've really messed with the wrong person."

The man in the baseball cap feigned surprise, "Who? You?"

Master Wu smiled and said, "Of course it wasn't me, it was Miss Ning Jinli. I sincerely suggest that you stop here and let me go."

"Hahahaha!!"

The man in the baseball cap laughed even harder.

Even his dozen or so men around him were all leaning back and forth, as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world.

Su Qiang wanted to laugh, but the laughter stung his face, so he had to hold it in.

“Third Master Wu, let me tell you the truth,” the man in the baseball cap said with a laugh, “Young Master Yang personally went to deal with that girl. I admit, that girl has some strange skills, but Young Master Yang is the kind of guy who carries a shotgun with him. There’s a saying that goes, even the best martial arts master is afraid of a kitchen knife, let alone a gun. Besides, Young Master Yang’s background is extraordinary!”

Master Wu said slowly, "Miss Ning's background is even more extraordinary."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Su Qiang kicked Wu Sanye in the stomach. "What kind of background does she have? Do you think I don't know where she came from?"

Master Wu was kicked and spun around like a top, saying as he spun, "She has a national-level bigwig backing her up... and... I can also confirm that the person who went to the antique shop with her today... that person... is definitely not simple, not someone your Young Master Yang... can confront head-on..."

The man in the baseball cap tried to recall, "Oh, you mean that old man? I almost forgot about him if you hadn't mentioned it. Third Master, save your breath, stop wasting your energy making up nonsense to fool people, it's useless!"

"Stop wasting your breath on him!" Su Qiang gripped the broken beer bottle in his hand. "You guys go rest, I'm going to poke a few bloody holes in his stomach first!"

After saying that, he grabbed Wu Sanye with one hand and forcefully stabbed the man's big belly with the broken bottle.

*Pfft*

The sharp glass pierced through the shirt and embedded itself deep into the flesh.

Wu Sanye trembled all over in pain, and large beads of cold sweat mixed with blood flowed down his forehead and face.

"Damn! That's awesome!" Su Qiang roared excitedly. "Third Master Wu! You're nothing but a dog now! Admit your mistake, apologize, and call me 'Master,' and I might consider going easy on you!"

"You? You think you're worthy of my apology?" Wu Sanye gritted his teeth and sneered, "Didn't you just have dinner? How come... you still have no energy? You... you didn't eat enough?"

"What the hell? Still stubbornly refusing to admit it?" Su Qiang increased the pressure with his right hand. "Does it hurt? Does it hurt? I'm asking you if it hurts!"

The shards of the bottle continued to pierce into the flesh of Master Wu's stomach.

Even though he was in excruciating pain, Master Wu still sneered, "What's a little pain? Do you think I've never seen anything like this before? If you've got the guts, kill me! If I even flinch, I'll change my surname to yours, you bastard!"

Enraged, Su Qiang took the broken bottle and stabbed Wu Sanye in the stomach several times.

Luckily, Master Wu had a layer of fat on his belly, otherwise he would have been disemboweled on the spot.

However, although it wouldn't be life-threatening, the sight of blood splattering everywhere was still quite horrifying.

Su Qiang was panting heavily, but he couldn't see any sign of backing down on Wu Sanye's face, which made him feel frustrated and annoyed.

Even though he was already retaliating, doing it this way meant he wasn't really enjoying the feeling of revenge.

"Qiangzi, you should take a break too," the man in the baseball cap advised, worried that Su Qiang might actually kill Master Wu if he got carried away.

Su Qiang put down the wine bottle, plopped down, and stared at Wu Sanye with a sinister look. "You just wait... I'll take a break and then continue to mess with you. Let's see how long you can keep up this act."

The man in the baseball cap took out his phone again and checked it; Mr. Liu still hadn't replied to any messages.

This gave him a strange sense of unease.

After thinking for a moment, he assigned two of his men, "Go out and look for General Manager Liu. If you find him, call me immediately."

The two men immediately left the cargo warehouse, got on two motorcycles, and drove two or three hundred meters away when they saw a tall figure walking towards them.

The freight warehouse here is in a remote location, with only a few scattered streetlights outside, and usually no outsiders pass by.

Suddenly seeing a figure appear, the two cautiously slowed down.

"Hey! This is private property, don't trespass!"

"Who are you! What do you want?"

The warning did not stop the figure; instead, the figure quickened its pace and approached them.

When the car headlights illuminated each other's faces, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be a young woman.

They didn't go to the antique shop with the man in the baseball cap during the day, otherwise they would have turned back to the warehouse to inform him by now.

Because the person standing in front of them was Ning Jinli.

Ning Jinli was dressed in simple sportswear and casual clothes, wearing a pair of canvas shoes, and her hair was just casually tied up, making her look harmless.

“I’m here to find someone,” Ning Jinli said.

The two men stopped on either side of her, brazenly sizing her up and teasing her:

Looking for someone?

"Little sister, you didn't sneak out of the house to find a secluded place for a date with your boyfriend, did you?"

"What's wrong? Did your boyfriend get lost?"

"How about the two of us keep you company for a bit?"

"..."

Ning Jinli said calmly, "I'm looking for Master Wu."

Upon hearing this, the two looked surprised.

Although I found it a bit strange, I didn't think much of it since she was just a woman.

After exchanging a glance, one of them tentatively asked, "What's your relationship with Master Wu? Surely that fat, big-eared guy isn't your man?"

Ning Jinli said, "He is my friend."

The other man, with a malicious glint in his eyes, shifted his position, patted the back seat of the motorcycle, and said, "Get on, I'll take you to see him."

Although they didn't exchange words, they were both tacitly plotting their next move.

This woman looks innocent and pretty, and she's practically offering herself up. Why would she turn down a prize that's practically in her mouth?

Let's lure them into a corner first.

There are several warehouses in this area, and they are all temporarily out of use. You can take care of her at any of them, and then go find Boss Liu after you're done.

Ning Jinli revealed an enigmatic smile and placed a hand on the shoulder of the man who had invited her into the car.

The man felt a tingling sensation all over his body as he watched the slender, long hand touch him, and he even winked at his companion.

But the next second, Ning Jinli's hand reached to the side of his neck.

With a sudden tightening of the five fingers, the hand grips the area tightly.

The man wanted to fight back, but the blockage in his carotid artery caused him to lose oxygen quickly. Before he could even make a sound, everything went black, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.

Less than three seconds.

His head lolled to the side, he fainted, and he and his car fell to the ground.

"Huh? What's going on?!" Another person immediately got out of the car.

The streetlights nearby were too dim, and he didn't even realize what had happened.

"Hey! Wake up!" He squatted down next to his unconscious accomplice and slapped him a few times in the face. "You got too excited seeing a pretty girl, didn't you?"

"Stop shouting, he won't wake up anytime soon," Ning Jinli said calmly, placing her right hand on his arm. "Now take me to the warehouse where Master Wu is locked up. I suggest you behave yourself."

The man then realized something was wrong and retaliated with an elbow strike.

As a result, Ning Jinli held his arm firmly, preventing him from moving an inch.

The man was deeply shaken.

He was a trained fighter, having worked as a professional henchman under Boss Liu for several years, yet this time a young girl grabbed his arm?

"I told you to behave yourself, why didn't you listen?" Ning Jinli grabbed his arm and twisted it sharply towards his back.

Crack—

A man's right shoulder dislocated instantly!

"ah--"

The short shout was abruptly cut off the moment it was uttered.

Ning Jinli covered his mouth.

"Shh, don't make a sound. Just lead the way, or I'll break your other arm too."

She spoke softly, but that only made the man feel more terrified.

Despite the excruciating pain, the man gritted his teeth and said, "Little girl, you've got some skills... Fine, I'll lead the way."

He's now eager to take this woman with him.

Inside the warehouse where Master Wu was being held, there were more than a dozen men, all of whom were the most capable fighters under Boss Liu. No matter how strong this woman was, going in alone would be suicide.