"That's our eldest brother, Brother Long." The blond-haired guy pointed to a burly man with a gloomy face sitting in the middle.

"Brother Long, I'm Duan Yong's father. We're here to pick up Duan Yong. He..."

The guy called Brother Long looked a bit older than these young people, around 30 years old.

After Duan Chunsheng finished speaking, Brother Long's gloomy face suddenly changed, becoming kind and polite.

"Oh, it's Uncle Duan, right? Come, have a seat."

"You guys, move aside and pour some tea for them," Brother Long nudged the other young men.

The young man stood up with a grin, moved to a corner, and stared at Duan Chunsheng as if he were a monkey.

As for Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu, they dressed just like Duan Chunsheng, clearly from the countryside.

Seeing how polite Brother Long was, Duan Chunsheng felt a little embarrassed, but finally sat down awkwardly at Brother Long's insistence.

A scoundrel can also change his tune.

Damn it, as the saying goes, it's always the educated who's the worst. Things are getting a bit complicated today.

Ye Cheng walked casually toward the door opposite and tried to push it open.

The blond-haired man immediately moved closer warily, glaring at Ye Cheng and asking, "What are you going to do?"

"Just peeing, go to the toilet. You're in such a hurry to come over but haven't even peed yet." Ye Cheng pulled up his pants.

"The toilet is over here," the blond-haired man pointed to the room next door.

"Oh." Ye Cheng didn't insist and went straight into the bathroom. Just as he was about to close the door, he heard Brother Long outside suddenly speak.

"Brother, we're all men, there's no need to close the door, just leave it open."

"No, Brother Long, someone's watching me so I can't poop."

"If you can't poop, just hold it in," Brother Long said calmly, without any room for negotiation.

Huang Mao understood what his older brother meant and stood at the door, coldly staring at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng cursed inwardly, "Damn it, I was planning to call the police from inside, but this guy is really vigilant."

There was nothing I could do but go to the toilet, wipe my hands on my pants, and then come out.

The blond-haired man was initially quite wary, but when he saw that Ye Cheng hadn't even washed his hands, he snorted disdainfully.

At the same time, Brother Long pulled Duan Chunsheng aside with a friendly expression and said, "Uncle, originally, we both thought my Xiaoying and your Duan Yong were a good match."

But, sigh..."

Brother Long pretended to sigh and shook his head, "Tell me, why is this child in such a hurry? My Xiaoying doesn't agree, and you can't force her, can you?"

"Yes, yes, I'll definitely beat him and teach him a lesson when I get back," Duan Chunsheng chimed in.

"Originally, my girl said she was going to call the police, you know? This is rape, which can lead to imprisonment for more than ten years." Brother Long looked like he was trying to persuade her.

"We know, we know, we're here now, and we've brought the money too." Duan Chunsheng was completely flustered by the other person's words and just wanted to hand over the money as soon as possible.

After saying that, he turned to Ye Cheng, pleadingly saying, "Cheng, please give them the money."

All eyes turned to Ye Cheng, who gently patted the bag in his hand.

Then he grinned at Brother Long and said, "Brother Long, before you give us the money, shouldn't you let us see where my brother Duan Yong is?"

Brother Long narrowed his eyes, his expression hardening. He looked at Ye Cheng, then at the bag in Ye Cheng's hand.

Then he turned and winked at the blond guy, who immediately understood.

He went up and opened the door to the room Ye Cheng had just entered. As soon as the door opened, he heard sobbing sounds coming from inside, along with a girl's feigned crying.

Huang Mao went in and dragged Duan Yong, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, out like a dead dog.

Duan Yong's mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth. As soon as he saw his father, he became excited, wriggling and whimpering.

"Xiao Yong!"

The ten fingers are connected to the heart, let alone one's own son.

Duan Chunsheng cried out in grief and was about to stand up, eager to go and see his son.

To everyone's surprise, Brother Long grabbed him and said calmly, "Uncle, don't be anxious. He's just tied up, we haven't hit him. But let's get this straight, we're not bad people. We're just giving him a chance because he's been pretty good to us before."

I'm not trying to blackmail you, okay?

"I understand, I understand, no, I'll pay right away."

Duan Chunsheng looked to Ye Cheng for help, waiting for him to pay.

They pretended not to be in a hurry, but Ye Cheng was genuinely not in a hurry.

He swaggered up to Duan Yong, squatted down, and clicked his tongue repeatedly.

"Your dad told me to pay for your rescue, Duan Yong. Do you think I'll do that?"

One sentence left everyone in the room completely dumbfounded.

No, this is supposed to be a ransom, but something sounds weird.

Duan Yong stared wide-eyed at Ye Cheng in disbelief, then turned to look at his own father.

Duan Chunsheng looked at Ye Cheng with a stunned expression and said,

"I won't tell, Cheng. Didn't we agree on this? You brought the money too."

Ye Cheng's eyes darted around. He stood up, patted his bag, and said with a playful expression, "Uncle, you don't know your son got into a fight with us, do you? Do you really think I'd give 5,000 yuan to save him?"

"Xiao Hu, do you think you can do it?" Ye Cheng looked at Xiao Hu.

Although Little Tiger was fierce, he wasn't stupid; he immediately shook his head.

"No, Cheng, you...you can't do this to me!" Duan Chunsheng slapped his thigh in frustration. They had clearly agreed on something, they had clearly agreed on something!

Brother Long, standing to the side, had a grim expression. Seeing the money he was about to receive suddenly threatened, he abandoned his previous act of being reasonable. He shoved Duan Chunsheng onto the sofa and said sharply,

“I don’t care what you do, if you don’t have money tonight, I’ll put your son in jail.”

With their leader taking action, the underlings immediately abandoned their previous lazy demeanor and surrounded Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu.

"Hey, hey, everyone, don't get excited, don't get excited." Ye Cheng quickly waved his hand to stop them. "I just came to see if Duan Yong is dead. The rest is none of my business."

"It would be best if you could send him to jail. Here, consider these packs of cigarettes as a reward for your hard work."

As he spoke, Ye Cheng took out two packs of cigarettes from his bag and handed them to Huang Mao.

The blond guy was completely bewildered. This wasn't how it was supposed to be; the script wasn't like this.

While everyone was still a little confused, Ye Cheng slowly retreated to Xiao Hu's side, smiling as he raised his hand.

"Everyone, please continue. I won't disturb you any longer."

After saying that, he specifically looked at Duan Yong and said, "Duan Yong, I never thought you'd end up like this, hahaha."

"Come on, Little Tiger, let's go back to the village."

Before the group could react, Ye Cheng opened the door and pulled Xiao Hu out.

The remaining people in the room stared at each other, bewildered.

"Waaaaah—" Duan Yong lay on the ground, his eyes practically spitting fire.