Han Chengshan pressed on with a cold face, "Do you know what your uncle's purpose is?"

“My uncle always has his reasons for doing things. He gives us money, and we do things with that money. There’s no need to ask too many questions.”

“He’s our uncle, he wouldn’t harm us, and it’s not a big deal.”

"Give me your uncle's address."

"Young hero, we really don't have any!"

"Warrior, please don't make things difficult for us. We're not actually as close to this uncle as you think."

“Our eldest uncle is the breadwinner of our family. My parents’ business depends on him, so we don’t dare to disobey his orders.”

"Please don't make things difficult for us, we're really scared to death! Can you please take the knife away?"

Han Chengshan frowned, smelling a strong odor of urine.

Little Fatty jumped several meters away: "Holy crap, that's real pee! What did you eat? It smells like pee!"

"I had chive dumplings for lunch," the rich kid said, covering himself with the blanket in embarrassment.

Even if he covered it up, he couldn't hide the smell of urine.

Tell us the location of your uncle's company.

"You guys know that, right?" Little Fatty brandished his knife.

"We know!"

"My uncle is in the import and export cosmetics business!"

"It seems they've recently started selling refrigerators as well."

"Anyway, my uncle does whatever makes money, and our family can make a little money by following him."

"Give us the address."

"You can find the address of Tangshangjun Cosmetics Co., Ltd. online."

"Don't tell anyone we were here, or else..." Little Fatty ran his knife across their chins, "Next time I'll shave you."

"This is dangerous."

"Using a cleaver? Fatty, don't joke around."

The chubby boy snapped, "Did you hear me? You're not allowed to tell anyone we were here!"

"I know...I know."

"We dare not tell anyone."

As soon as Han Chengshan and Xiao Pang left the hospital, the two rich kids called their uncle.

"Waaaaah, Uncle, what do we do? They almost killed us! Please arrange some bodyguards for us!"

"Uncle, we only got into trouble with these people because we were doing things for you. They pretend to be food delivery guys every few days, it's so scary!"

"They just asked for my company address?"

"Yes, that's all."

"Did you take the bandage off the chubby boy's waist?"

"It's been taken off, but there's still a layer underneath, and it's soaked with blood. It looks like someone who was injured in the waist. It's terrifying. This kind of person must have been injured when they were stabbing someone in the back."

"He looks like someone with blood on his hands; his eyes are different from ordinary people—they're cold and menacing."

Upon hearing this, the other party remained silent for a moment before replying, "I understand. I will arrange for someone to come over."

After hanging up the phone, the man's wife asked anxiously, "Did that fat man really damage his liver?"

"The information should be correct; even those two kids have witnessed it with their own eyes."

"It's definitely too late for a liver transplant for Fatty; the only option left is the one from the police station. Honey, you need to quickly figure out how to get him out of the police station?"

"It wouldn't be this troublesome anywhere else. Who would have thought that this kid would do something big right after leaving internet addiction school?"

The man rubbed his temples, his head aching: "Those gangsters are disobedient. When they heard I was going to the police station, they were all too scared to contact me."

Are they still in mainland China?

"I don't know, they just cut off contact."

"I knew these guys were unreliable; we'd be better off hiring some mercenaries."

"Mercenaries do have some skills, but for some reason, China is suddenly cracking down on people from overseas, so they can only find some gangsters from Hong Kong to do their jobs."

“Honey, are those people at the bureau usable? Let them secretly send him out, just get a liver transplant. Not the whole liver, just half will do. The child won’t die, we can just send him back.”

"If only it were as simple as you say. You're just a woman who doesn't understand anything. Don't bother me."

The man shooed the woman out of the office, tapping the desk absently with his hand.

...

After leaving the hospital, Han Chengshan did not go to Tangshangjun Cosmetics Co., Ltd.

Little Fatty asked in confusion, "Brother Shan, why are we going back?"

"Why wouldn't I go back? I'm starving, it'll be mealtime when I get back."

"Aren't we going to find the rich kid's uncle?"

"Are you stupid? Those two rich kids said their uncle has connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles. Are we just going to their headquarters to die?"

"So we're just going back like this? I feel like we've dealt with those two rich kids for nothing."

"Little Fatty, you still say you have a brain? Look at your waist."

"Huh? There's blood on this gauze? Brother Shan, did you smear it on?"

"I applied it. Our purpose this time was actually to have two rich kids pass on a message."

"Send a message?"

“They will definitely call their uncle.”

The chubby boy sharpened his knife, saying, "I already told them I'd shave them if they dared to call, and they still dared to call."

“They’re not stupid. Do you really think they’d wait for you to threaten them again if they didn’t call for help? Our goal this time is to show them that your liver is really damaged, so they’ll give up on you completely.”

"Brother Shan, why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

"If I tell you in advance, you'll probably get nervous and give it away."

"Brother Shan, they should be focusing all their efforts on getting that guy out of the station, right? But now the gangsters aren't listening to their orders anymore, so how are they supposed to get him out?"

"You forgot what those two rich kids said: they have connections in both the legal and illegal worlds. The 'legal' part probably refers to the police station."

"Brother Shan, you mean they have people in the police station, and they'll sneak people out..."

"It's not impossible. I'll call the police captain."

"Brother Shan, when did you get the police captain's phone number?"

"I've eaten instant noodles at the police station before, so getting a phone number isn't difficult for me."

"Hey, Captain, I've made a new discovery."

"Yes, I am Han Chengshan."

"Their real goal is organ transplantation. What, you already know that? Then do you know who their next target is? What, you know!"

"It really is him! You guys are even more amazing than I thought! Looks like I've been working on nothing. Do you know who that person who needs to work so hard is?"

"Hehe, you don't know? Well then, let me tell you. I'm the boss of Tangshangjun Cosmetics Co., Ltd. I'm not exactly a nobody, am I?"

"Captain, how much reward can I get as an informant? How much is this information worth?"

"Ten thousand yuan? That's too little... It's not even enough to buy plane tickets for those gangsters!"

"Okay... I'll try again next time."

Han Chengshan hung up the phone in a huff.

Little Fatty's eyes widened: "Brother Shan, besides avenging me, you also made some extra money!"

"Little Fatty, I'm now responsible for supporting Uncle Iron and a bunch of gangsters. I can't miss any opportunity to make money! Come home with me quickly. After dinner, I need to go to my master's real gun shop to make another fortune!"

"Brother Shan, I have a feeling you've become obsessed with money!"