As soon as I went in, I heard crying coming from the room where Duan Yong had just come out. Then a young woman dressed like a delinquent girl came running out with her face painted.
As he ran, he pleaded, "Big brother, please save me, they forced me to do this."
Perhaps she was a little excited to see Ye Cheng, because the energetic young woman actually went straight for him and tried to hug him.
As Ye Chenggang lamented the pitiful state of the young woman, a sudden sense of unease flashed through his mind; he felt something was amiss.
Without thinking, Ye Cheng kicked the girl who had already walked up to him away.
"Ouch!" The young woman was kicked to the ground, looking completely bewildered.
Just then, the toilet door suddenly swung open, a flash of white light appeared, and a fierce-looking Brother Long rushed out wielding a watermelon knife, delivering a powerful cleaver to Ye Cheng.
Without thinking, Ye Cheng instinctively jumped back, barely dodging the knife.
If he hadn't sensed something was off about this young woman and kicked her away, and she had managed to grab him, he would most likely have been killed by that knife.
Thinking of this, Ye Cheng broke out in a cold sweat.
Brother Long missed with his first strike, then swung his sword again, giving Ye Cheng no chance to react.
Ye Cheng realized that he really couldn't beat someone like him.
So, he decisively turned back and fled through the door.
Brother Long was also in a killing frenzy. He chased after Ye Cheng from the door and went down the stairs.
"Damn it! Was that really necessary, bro?" Ye Cheng cursed under his breath. If he had known it was this dangerous, he would have just given the money directly.
"You ruined my plans and even called the police. If we don't get rid of people like you, you'll be a menace sooner or later." Brother Long slashed at the stair railing with his knife, sending sparks flying.
The way they're saying this makes it sound like we're on the side of justice.
Fortunately, Ye Cheng was quick from his usual beachcombing training, and he rushed out of the stairwell first. Brother Long followed closely behind, lunging forward and instantly enveloping Ye Cheng with a flash of blade light, about to strike his back.
Just at this critical moment, an iron pipe fell from the sky and struck the machete with a "clang".
Brother Long felt a numbness in his hand, and the machete flew out of his grasp.
Xiao Hu emerged from behind the stairwell. "Brother, I knocked his knife away."
Upon hearing that the knife was gone, Ye Cheng immediately became bolder. He turned around, swung his short stick at Brother Long, and even called for Xiao Hu to join him.
"The knife's gone, what are you waiting for? Let's get him!"
"Damn it, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"
Ye Cheng vented all his lingering fear on Brother Long. Poor Brother Long, who was actually quite capable of fighting.
However, the knife was knocked away, and Xiao Hu hit him several times with a stick. In addition, Ye Cheng used his full strength. The bandit was beaten so badly by the two fishermen that he begged for mercy and soon lay on the ground unable to get up.
"Damn it! A bandit? I spit on him!" Ye Cheng gasped for breath. Damn it, beating people up is more tiring than going to the beach.
"Brother, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so worked up? You even made someone's head bleed." Xiao Hu pointed to the ground.
Indeed, Brother Long's head was broken, and a pool of blood had seeped onto the ground.
"That bastard used a dirty trick just now, I almost got killed. Wouldn't you be angry if that happened to you?"
Upon hearing that Ye Cheng had almost died, Xiao Hu went up and hit Brother Long several more times with a stick without saying a word, aiming specifically at the most painful spots.
"Damn it! How dare you hit my brother? He's dead! Who taught me how to play a necromancer? Who taught me about talents? Who taught me how to craft equipment? Damn it!"
Ye Cheng: ...
Thank you so much! After all that, it turns out you just have a guidebook, bro.
"By the way, you're here. Where are Huang Mao and the others?" Ye Cheng looked around but didn't see Huang Mao.
"I beat them up again and made them squat there. They should still be there."
"Damn, you're really something."
The two men went over and saw that the blond-haired guy and his gang were lying obediently on the ground, groaning softly in pain.
It has to be said that sometimes what's shown on TV is actually true, because Ye Cheng had just sat down to rest when he heard the sound of police cars.
It turns out that Uncle Hat really does arrive late.
"Who? Who called the police saying they were going to kill someone?"
"It was him, he slashed us with a knife." Ye Cheng pointed to the bald man lying on the ground, then pointed upstairs, "There are two other people unconscious upstairs, and a woman too, she's a fraud."
"So what are you two doing here?" An older policeman waved for his colleague to come and check the situation, then looked at the two men with a wary expression.
Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu are now holding short sticks and iron pipes, while Brother Long on the ground is also bleeding profusely. It's hard to say who is the good guy and who is the bad guy.
"Us?" Ye Cheng pointed to himself.
"It's you guys, squat down and lean against the wall."
"No, we are law-abiding citizens—"
......
A group of people were taken to the police station. Duan Chunsheng and Duan Yong were also revived, though they had only been knocked unconscious.
When the four met, Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu looked the most disheveled, while Duan Yong was only tied up and hadn't been beaten much.
"Acheng, Xiaohu, thank you so much this time. Otherwise, I don't know what would have happened to Ayong. Ayong, come over and thank them. Next time, keep your eyes open." Duan Chunsheng began to scold his son.
This was a perfect ending for him; his son was safe and sound, and he hadn't spent any money.
Duan Yong glanced at Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu, feeling a bit embarrassed. Duan Chunsheng kicked him in the butt and yelled, "What time is it? They just saved you, and you're making it hard to even thank them?"
"Alright, Uncle, everyone knows what's going on." Ye Cheng reached out and pulled Duan Chunsheng back from continuing to hit him.
Young people care about their pride. He and Duan Yong didn't get along anyway, and he had humiliated Duan Yong earlier in order to save him. He guessed that guy was still holding a grudge.
After being kicked twice by his father, Duan Yong lowered his head and said in a low, timid voice,
"Thank you, Cheng. Thank you, Xiaohu."
"Speak louder! How can anyone hear you if you're so quiet?" Duan Chunsheng shouted.
"Keep your voice down! This is a police station, do you think it's your home?"
A dignified voice came from behind. The old policeman who had brought them back earlier walked over. Ye Cheng remembered that his surname was Zhang.
"If you want to discipline your son, do it at home. Shouting and yelling are not allowed at the police station, understand?"
Yes, yes.
He was harsh on his son, but he wouldn't dare to be harsh on police officer Duan Chunsheng.
"Officer Zhang, have we explained things clearly? Can we go back now?" Ye Cheng asked.
After they arrived, they took statements one by one, and then came out to wait for news. It's already 2 a.m., and they're so sleepy.
As for how to sentence him to prison, that's the police's business; Ye Cheng had no interest in it whatsoever.
Officer Zhang looked up at the four men, then pointed at Duan Chunsheng and Duan Yong and said, "You can go back now."
"But the two of you are not good enough."
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