This seemed to be a villa in the suburbs, and the place was quite large. The little leader took the initiative to lead the way. He seemed to be familiar with the route and the terrain.
They took Wu Meng to an underground secret room with various torture instruments, which looked a bit like a prison for interrogating prisoners.
Wu Meng looked around and his body shivered involuntarily.
When they arrived at a human-shaped wooden stake, the small leader ordered his men to tie Wu Meng up.
Wu Meng thought he had seen a lot of the world, but this was the first time he had seen a place like this. In the past, he would be called in by the police every few days after getting into fights, but he had never seen such a creepy place.
Wu Meng was tied to the V-shaped wooden stake, and those who were responsible for tying Wu Meng went to report to the small leader.
The small leaders glared at Wu Meng angrily and ordered them to keep a close eye on him. He shook his arm slightly, almost crying out in pain, his brow furrowed.
"Damn it! I'm afraid my arm is dislocated. I need to go find Master Liu to fix it for me, and then I'll come back and give him a good beating."
The little boss muttered to himself, holding his injured arm, and limped towards the exit of the basement.
The people who stayed in the basement to look after Wu Meng ignored him. Although Wu Meng screamed and whimpered, wanting them to help him remove the clothes from his mouth, the two men turned a deaf ear and let Wu Meng struggle there.
One of them picked up the half-full bottle of Erguotou on the table, poured half a glass into a glass on the table, tilted his head back and drank it all, then slammed the glass heavily on the table and punched the table.
"Oh! I don't know who this kid offended? He made us suffer so much that we have to stay up all night tonight."
Another person came over and tapped the man on the shoulder twice.
"That's not the case. He's not some desperate criminal. Besides, he's still tied up. I don't believe he can shrink his bones and escape from this place where even flies can't fly out. I'll go buy some meat and bring it back. We'll eat and drink our fill and take turns guarding."
"Hearing what you said, I'm really a little hungry. Go ahead, I'll watch over here. Go quickly and come back soon."
The man responded and walked towards the exit.
The man who stayed there took out a magazine from his waistband, sat at the table, put one foot on the bench, and moved his foot up and down rhythmically, while the other foot was on the ground and he was humming a tune.
Looking at the naked beauties' photos in the magazines with curvy bodies, he looked drooling, his hand unconsciously groping in his crotch.
I thought I was disgusting enough, but I didn't expect there were people who were even more disgusting than me. It's so disgusting.
Wu Meng saw all of the man's indecent actions and got goosebumps all over his body.
Damn it, if you want to do it, don’t do it in front of me. It makes me feel sick. How long has it been since he touched a woman?
He turned his eyes away from the man, no longer hoping that he could take the clothes out of his mouth.
He took a look at the surrounding environment. The basement looked very old and did not look like it was built in recent years. It should be a private prison built by wealthy families in their homes in the past.
To his left were two rooms, no, cells, fenced off with wooden sticks. In a corner not far from him was an iron pot with two rusty irons inside.
All the furnishings here gave Wu Meng a feeling of time travel, as if he had returned to the Republic of China period, or even an earlier era, with ancient style and atmosphere everywhere.
He had just used all his strength to deal with the gang, and he had drunk a lot of wine. Now he was too tired to open his eyes. Even though he was tied up, his eyelids were still too heavy to open. As he watched, he actually fell into a deep sleep. This was truly the true meaning of being able to fall asleep while standing.
Mr. Bao returned to his room to wash up. He was wearing a gray silk nightgown, with his feet propped up on a glass coffee table, half lying on the sofa, a lit cigar pinched between the index and middle fingers of his left hand, and a telephone receiver in his right hand, talking to someone on the phone.
"Director Shang, the man has been captured. How long do you plan to keep him? Do you want to treat him with courtesy? Or do you want to teach him a lesson?"
"About half a month. By the way, please warn him for me. Don't overestimate your abilities. It's like a toad wanting to eat swan meat."
"Okay, trust me. I'll make sure he doesn't dare to bother Miss Shang again. If that doesn't work, I'll cripple him and make him a coward for the rest of his life."
Mr. Shang on the other end of the phone didn't seem to want to make a big deal out of it. To be more precise, he seemed to be trying to shirk responsibility.
"I didn't say you should do anything to him, I just wanted him to stop bothering my daughter."
"Don't worry, Mr. Shang. Since I dare to take your money, I will never throw dirty water on you. If anything goes wrong, I, Mr. Bao, will bear it. You will not be implicated."
Mr. Bao immediately understood what Mr. Shang meant. These people were willing to spend a huge amount of money just because they wanted them to help solve the problem but didn't want to get into trouble themselves.
As the saying goes, there is no order without rules. Since Mr. Bao makes a living in this field, he will of course pay attention to his reputation and will not let his employer have any worries.
"I hope you can keep your word. If nothing else, I'll hang up first."
Director Shang's wife suddenly turned over and saw that Director Shang was still talking on the phone late at night. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. Director Shang quickly ended the call with Mr. Bao.
"Lao Shang, it's so late, who is it?"
"It's okay, just a friend, let me go out for a couple of drinks."
"What are you drinking so late at night?"
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