Upon hearing this, Xia Yingying squinted at Chen Feng. Seeing Xia Yingying's gaze, Chen Feng quickly changed his tune and chuckled, "I'll lead you to the place, then I'll come out. You can wash yourselves."

Hearing this, Xia Yingying gave a soft snort. Don't think she didn't know what Chen Feng meant by the bathhouse.

Everyone smiled but remained silent when they saw Chen Feng's expression.

"Brother Feng, do you think that woman will call the police?" Li Chunlai couldn't help but ask.

"I guess so, but usually in this kind of situation, if they really take it too seriously, they'll only be detained for ten days or half a month," Chen Feng said after thinking for a moment.

"No problem, it'll only take ten days or half a month, Brother Feng, you'll definitely be able to get us out, right?" Huang Mao said without any concern.

"If we can't get them out, and they really call the police, you can just stay here and wait," Chen Feng said frankly.

"ah?"

Huang Mao was dumbfounded. This wasn't right; it wasn't like what he saw on TV.

How come they've become disposable, meaning they can only be used once?

Seeing the somewhat surprised looks on everyone's faces, Chen Feng couldn't help but say speechlessly, "Big brother, don't you guys even think about who I'm fighting against?"

"You want me to get you out of Xiahou's clutches? Do you think that's possible?"

Upon hearing this, everyone blinked and realized what was happening.

Indeed, Chen Feng's opponent this time is Xiahou, a powerful figure in the city. How could he possibly be rescued?

"But don't say I'm not being fair. Although I can't get you out of trouble, if you really get caught..."

"I'll give you a two-hundred-yuan subsidy for every day you stay inside, and your salary will still be paid!" Chen Feng promised.

"How much, two hundred a day?" Li Chunlai was quite shocked when he heard this.

"Holy crap, is it true, Brother Feng? He really pays 200 a day, and he still gets paid?" The blond guy was also shocked when he heard this.

"Really? Don't you believe me?" Chen Feng said, lighting a cigarette.

"Two hundred a day, that's six thousand a month, plus a salary, that's eight thousand. Holy crap, eight thousand a month, I can earn over ten thousand a month now!" Huang Mao was shocked when he did the math.

Eight thousand a month, what kind of job can you earn that much? He suddenly felt that being arrested wasn't such a bad thing after all.

There's food and sleep provided, no work required, and it costs 8,000 a month—that's amazing!

"Brother Feng, if I go to jail for a year, is there any bonus?" Huang Mao stroked his chin and asked expectantly.

"Sit in jail for a year... and I'll give you a car, any one under 50,000!" Chen Feng thought for a moment and said generously.

When everyone heard that they were being given a car, and one worth 50,000, they immediately looked at each other excitedly.

In the past, this was something they wouldn't have even dared to dream of. How could thugs like them drive a car worth 50,000?

"What about the next three years? What will we get in those three years?" the blond-haired man asked impatiently.

"Three years, and I'll give you a brick house, worth less than 100,000!" Chen Feng said magnanimously, waving his hand.

"Holy crap, they give you a house, you only need to wait three years, and you'll have a motorhome!" someone exclaimed excitedly upon hearing this.

"What about ten years? What will you give as a gift for ten years?"

Huang Mao couldn't wait to ask. He suddenly discovered a pattern: the longer you squatted, the better the reward!

"Ten years, and I'll give you a two-story house and a car worth 500,000!" Chen Feng was going all out.

Holy crap!

Upon hearing about the reward, they were all incredibly surprised.

"What if it's fifteen years? What will you get after fifteen years?" Li Chunlai asked hurriedly, his mouth practically watering.

"In fifteen years, I'll build you a three-story house, a luxury car worth millions, and twenty acres of land!" Chen Feng said boastfully.

"Brother Feng, death penalty?"

The yellow-haired guy's eyes were practically overflowing with anticipation, and the prize pool was still accumulating!

Chen Feng paused for a moment after hearing what Huang Mao said before answering.

"Death penalty? I'll send you a coffin."

Upon hearing this, Li Chunlai and the others burst into laughter. The blond-haired man pondered for a moment and then looked up to ask, "Is it made of Phoebe zhennan?"

Hearing this, Chen Feng was amused and annoyed by Huang Mao. He grabbed a lighter from the table and started hitting Huang Mao while cursing.

"I'm talking about golden nanmu, what the hell are you trying to do? Am I doing a stand-up comedy routine with you two?"

"You want the death penalty? You want to go and kill Xiahou alone?"

Huang Mao caught the lighter Chen Feng threw to him and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

He was just joking. If it's really a death sentence, nothing else matters; a coffin is the most practical gift.

While they were having a great time, the other side was in a terrible situation. These five people went to many bathhouses, but as soon as they arrived, they were refused entry.

Just kidding, you guys are like biological bombs, if you come in to wash, what about the others?

So, wouldn't it mean that you guys are clean while everyone else is disgusted?

They searched for a long time before finally finding a small public bathhouse at a high price.

The entrance fee for a bath was ten yuan, but the man driving the car threw down five hundred yuan, and only then did the five of them go in to bathe.

The smell, which had already subsided slightly, was rinsed with hot water and wow, it was as fresh as ever!

The old man scrubbing the bathhouse sniffed and then vomited. He stretched his neck out of the room and ran outside to look at the two men who had just come in to take a bath.

"Go to hell, you can even poop while taking a shower? There are all sorts of people out there."

The old man pinched his nose, cursed under his breath, and ran out.

He had originally thought that he could earn some money by scrubbing people's backs.

Seeing this situation, it's clear that this money is impossible to earn.

These five people didn't know how long they had been showering or how much shower gel they had used before they finally came out, completely exhausted.

They weren't sure if it was just their imagination, but they could always smell that aroma, as if it had been marinated.

After scrubbing through an entire bottle of shower gel and shampoo, Jingjie walked into the changing room, took a deep breath, and looked at the pile of smelly clothes on the floor.

I took a shower, but I can't get out of the door.

Those clothes, let whoever wants to wear them wear them, anyway, Sister Jing will never touch them again.

Having no other choice, Sister Jing called Xu Guang.

"Brother Xu, we're in a bathhouse. Could you find someone to bring us some clothes?" Sister Jing said wearily.

"What's wrong? Why did you all go to the bathhouse? Where are your clothes?"

Xu Guang was dumbfounded when he heard this. "Didn't I tell you to go and recruit? Why are you recruiting at the bathhouse? And you've already recruited all the clothes?"

"Ugh... Stop talking, we'll talk about it later. I beg you, please hurry up and find someone to buy us some clothes." Sister Jing became more and more distraught as she spoke, she simply couldn't bear to recall it.

"Okay, okay, send me your location and I'll have someone deliver it right away."

Upon hearing this, Xu Guang knew something was wrong and nodded repeatedly.

About an hour later, Sister Jing and the others finally changed into new clothes and went out.

Since the car was also out of service, the group took a taxi to their hotel.

Exhausted, Sister Jing returned to her room, leaned against the bed without saying a word, and stared blankly at the ceiling.