The boy immediately begged for mercy: "Please, gentlemen, have mercy! Please, for the sake of us being from Huaguo, don't hit me anymore. I don't have money to go to the hospital..."

Qin Yiheng sneered: "You're from Huaguo, and you even stole my brother-in-law's hard-earned money?"

The boy immediately made a bitter face: "I didn't want to either, but you're all going to be sent away anyway, so keeping this money is just letting others benefit."

Gu Yunzhen and Qin Yiheng exchanged a glance, both seeing the question in each other's eyes.

Who wants to send them away?

Where should we send it?

Could it be the headquarters of the Divine Messenger Organization?

"Sit up, let's talk slowly." Qin Yiheng helped him up and patted the dust off his shoulder.

The boy sat on the ground with his back against the wall, flattered and swallowing hard: "Tell me, tell me what?"

Qin Yiheng feigned distress and asked, "We think this place is quite nice, is it okay if we don't leave?"

Without hesitation, the boy said, "Then you can just tell them directly."

Qin Yiheng raised an eyebrow: "Does saying so mean I won't go?"

"That won't do, everyone has to go."

"Oh, so you can come back after you go?"

"Right... you guys are so good at fighting, you might get left behind by them." The boy wasn't too sure either, his whole body ached.

"Which way is that? Are there any things we should be careful about? We brothers don't want to cause trouble, young man, could you tell us?"

After Qin Yiheng finished speaking, he reached out to Gu Yunzhen, who took out five hundred-yuan bills from his hat and gave them to him.

Qin Yiheng clicked his tongue, feeling sorry for him spending the money, and pulled out two bills: "I said, this money is yours."

The boy's eyes lit up!