"Ayao, let's go back. I'll come out and take a look later. It's not convenient for us to take the babies with us. It would be terrible if something unexpected happened."

"Okay, let's go quickly. I'm a little scared."

So the two of them took the babies back to the guesthouse, and Yang Hang went to the waste recycling station by himself.

It seems that A Yao's intuition was right. It was really quiet here. Fortunately, A Yao and the others went back.

Yang Hang pretended not to notice anything and walked towards the recycling station.

There was a lame old man outside the door reading a newspaper, and there was no one else.

Yang Hang walked in normally, looked around, then lowered his head to look for something.

"Boss, why is this guy here again? Didn't he just take his wife and children halfway and then turn back? Did he discover something?" said a short man.

"Don't talk nonsense. No one would know what we are doing. However, the woman and child we just saw are still very valuable. But in order not to alert the enemy, we can't be too presumptuous. Next time, we will find out more before taking action."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Boss. Whatever you say is what I'll do. But how will we find out when the time comes? This family doesn't look like they live in the city."

"Why worry about so many things? Let's just do the job at hand. Big Head, keep an eye on that man. Shrimp, Yu Er, let's move the goods out as soon as possible. Let's finish this job first so we can take a break."

Xia Zi and Yu Er said in unison, "Got it, Boss. Let's go now."

Yang Hang casually picked up a stack of old newspapers, of course this was also to hide his tracks, because Yang Hang always felt that something was wrong here.

"Uncle, take a look, how much are these newspapers worth in total?"

"Put it on the scale and weigh it. It's five pounds in total. Just give me ten cents."

Yang Hang took out a few Big Unity banknotes from his pocket, and then reached into his pocket to take out money. The money he had was only a few dollars, not a dime.

"Here, sir, can you give me the change? I was in a hurry to go out and didn't bring any change with me."

The old man at the scrap yard just raised his eyelids to look at Yang Hang, and took out the change from the drawer to give Yang Hang the change.

When Big Head in the dark saw the several big unity photos that Yang Hang had found, his eyes widened. Wow, this turned out to be a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Datou watched Yang Hang casually stuffing those big unity notes into his pockets, and he really wanted to flatten and fold them neatly. He felt that he would feel more comfortable that way, and he also felt that this was a respect for the big unity.

So Big Head whistled a few times in one direction.

Yang Hang seemed to be unaware of it and picked up a pile of old newspapers and went out.

Yang Hang walked on the street with a slight smile on his face. It seemed that the fish had taken the bait.

After Yang Hang walked for a while, as expected, several ruffians blocked his way.

"Boy, come with us," Big Head said to Yang Hang arrogantly.

"Everyone, everyone, I just want to go home, what are you doing?" Yang Hang acted a little confused and a little cowardly.

This seems to be an easy master to control.

"Stop the fucking nonsense, just leave if we tell you to. We've seen your wife and kids. You know the consequences if you don't come with us."

When Yang Hang heard the gangster say this, a hint of hostility flashed in his eyes, but it quickly subsided, so fast that no one could detect it.

"My dear men, my dear men, please don't, I will follow you, right away."

"That's right, people should be more sensible."