Ye Chenming stopped moving, and when he got close, he kicked the man with a side kick, sending him tumbling twice.
As Ye Chenming made his move—no, his kick—Yan Xiaonan also pounced on the young man who was holding Ye Er hostage and threw a punch.
The young man's attention was focused on Ye Chenming. Seeing how fierce he was, he was so frightened that he tried to tighten his grip, but unexpectedly, he received a heavy punch to the face.
"Ah..." The young man released his grip on Ye Er's hand and wailed, clutching his face.
The excruciating pain coming from his nose told him, based on past experience, that his nose must have been broken.
Yan Xiaonan punched Ye Er and quickly pulled her to the side of the car, telling her to get in and call the police.
She wanted to see whether Ye Er truly knew about this or not.
Without hesitation, Ye Er got into the passenger seat, picked up the phone on the console, and dialed the police.
Yan Xiaonan kept her eyes on Ye Er, and seeing her complete and natural performance, her doubts were completely dispelled.
Ye Er is fine; the problem lies with Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun also saw Yan Xiaonan's punch at the young man and was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.
It wasn't until Ye Er finished making the call to the police that he came to his senses. He looked at Ye Er, unsure whether to tell the truth or not. For the first time, he felt that being a person was too difficult.
Ye Er also noticed Zhang Jun's constipated face and became puzzled. Nan Nan had told him to call the police, but Zhang Jun clearly hadn't.
“You know them,” Ye Er said confidently.
Zhang Jun nodded: "It's a group of people who hang out with Zhang Sheng."
Ye Er was taken aback. He pushed open the car door and walked towards the group of people. Only then did he realize that the four young men had been taken into custody by Yan Xiaonan and his group.
She looked closely at the four people's faces and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that Zhang Sheng was not among them.
Before we could even catch our breath, a young man spoke up: "Don't bother looking anymore. Zhang Sheng sent us. He's waiting for our triumphant return at the bar."
Ye Er was stunned and unconsciously looked at Yan Xiaonan. Yan Xiaonan closed her eyes; the truth was too cruel.
Ye Er suddenly became hysterical, threw away the bicycle blocking the car door, opened the car door, and pulled Zhang Jun out of the car:
“Tell me honestly, do you know about this? Are you the mastermind behind it?”
Zhang Jun sighed, forcefully restrained Ye Er, and sincerely said, "I was not involved, much less the mastermind. The reason I didn't call the police in time is because I recognized them as Zhang Sheng's good friends just now."
Ye Er felt weak all over, all his mental support suddenly gone, and he slid down limply.
Zhang Jun hugged Ye Er tightly and put her into the car. He looked at Ye Chenming and the others for help, especially Yan Xiaonan, whom he had seen for the third time.
Yan Xiaonan didn't move. She suddenly had a strange feeling about Ye Er and his wife, that is, she had lost trust in them.
The police arrived quickly, and everyone went back to the police station with them to make a full record of what had happened.
As for Zhang Sheng, determining whether he is guilty is very simple; just send four young men to a bar with two thousand marks and we'll find out.
The young people also hated Zhang Sheng for coming up with such a terrible idea; the belief that if we're going to die, we'll all die together firmly occupied their minds.
Four or five policemen changed into plainclothes and took four young men to the bar, while Yan Xiaonan and Ye Er and the others quietly followed behind.
Zhang Sheng was drowning his sorrows in alcohol in front of a brightly lit bar. He was clearly a wealthy young man, so how could he have fallen to the point where he was almost homeless?
It's all that old man's fault. Why did he come to Hamburg for no reason? He had so many businesses; if it weren't for his parents, they would have been ruined long ago.
That old geezer not only doesn't appreciate our kindness, but he also wants to shut down the company. Where will he get money from now on?
I really regret not doing more. If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have taken half the company's money. Then he wouldn't have had to worry about anything.
He patted his pocket, pulled out twenty marks, and slammed them on the table: "Another one, please."
The bartender quickly put the money away, took out a bottle of whiskey, poured about half of it into a small glass, added ice and tap water, and handed it to Mr. Zhang.
Zhang Sheng swirled his wine glass, took a sip, and found the taste terrible, completely different from the wine his father had brought home.
Four young men walked up to Zhang Sheng, took out two thousand marks and threw them on the bar, their faces beaming with smug smiles.
Zhang Sheng's eyes lit up. He grabbed the money, held it up, and examined it closely, laughing heartily as he looked at it.
He laughed and then burst into tears. When did Zhang Sheng start playing the game of extortion, and the targets of his extortion were his own parents?
He divided the money into five parts, four hundred marks for each person. This amounted to two months' wages for his friends, enough to keep them from starving even if they didn't work now.
"You can go now. I've done right by you. I even betrayed my parents to keep you from starving." Zhang Sheng wiped away his tears.
The young men were stunned. They thought Zhang Sheng was using them to make money, but they didn't expect it was so that they wouldn't starve in the future.
Just as the young man was about to say something, two plainclothes police officers handcuffed Zhang Sheng.
Zhang Sheng glanced at the plainclothes policeman in surprise, then looked at the group and asked, "Who called the police?"
“It’s Mr. Ye, your mother,” a young man said.
Zhang Sheng nodded with a wry smile. His mother hated evil as if it were her enemy, and he happened to be that enemy.
His father was so worried about covering up this hatred that his hair almost turned white. Now, thankfully, no one has to worry anymore.
Yan Xiaonan looked at Zhang Sheng, who seemed relieved, and then looked at Ye Er with some sympathy. How much pressure had Ye Ren put on her son?
Ignoring everything else, Ye Er rushed forward and slapped Zhang Sheng in the face, shouting angrily, "What do you want to do? You won't be satisfied until you destroy this family, will you?"
Zhang Sheng smiled coldly at Ye Er and said, "Mom, this is the last time I'll call you Mom. You're that old man Ye's servant, not me, so don't try to judge me with your standards."
After saying that, he told the police, "Let's go, do whatever you need to do, I'm homeless anyway."
All the strength Ye'er had painstakingly gathered was gone in that moment. She sat down on the spot, her mind filled with Zhang Sheng's words about being homeless.
Yan Xiaonan helped Ye Er up and walked towards the car. Ye Er looked at Yan Xiaonan pleadingly and asked, "Nannan, did I do something wrong?"
Yan Xiaonan couldn't answer; she just felt that it was normal for people around her to have a few unexpected incidents.
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