"That doesn't sound like your usual catchphrase, Brother Shan."
"It's my fourth brother's catchphrase. I've heard it so many times that I'm borrowing it."
Little Fatty stared at him: "Have you heard that a lot? Does your fourth brother often say that to you?"
Uh! I've been exposed! Han Chengshan said with a straight face, "What nonsense are you talking about? I've just heard too much about what my fourth brother said about others."
"Oh, oh, oh!" Little Fatty didn't expose him, but smiled meaningfully.
Han Chengshan, realizing his embarrassment, nudged him hard with his elbow: "You're so annoying when you have a brain!"
The two waited in front of the door and finally saw a food delivery guy run over.
"Hello, is this delivered to ward A1?" Han Chengshan asked gently. "We're here to pick up a package."
"Yes, this is your meal."
"Thanks."
"Remember to give us a five-star review!"
"no problem!"
Han Chengshan saw the person off with a gentle expression and even waved goodbye.
Little Fatty remained quiet throughout, and after everyone left, he gave Han Chengshan a thumbs up: "Brother Shan, you're really calm."
"Actually, my palms are always sweaty."
"Brother Shan, we need to be careful when ordering takeout from now on."
"My family doesn't eat takeout," Han Chengshan said proudly. "My grandfather is a master chef, and I can't stand takingout."
Little Fatty savored the delicious taste of the pork ribs and rice cakes, nodding repeatedly: "Our grandpa is a culinary god descended to earth to save us from suffering!"
"This guy's pretty good at business, taking on two orders at once. Here, Fatty, have one."
"Brother Shan, we deliver food, but we don't have work uniforms!"
"Try knocking on the door. If they open it, we'll rush in and beat them up!"
"Wasn't that a bit too reckless..."
"A young man who isn't reckless isn't a true youth! Hurry up!"
Han Chengshan knocked on the door of the ward.
A rich kid puts down his phone: "Our takeout is here!"
Another rich kid froze: "I get a stress reaction whenever I hear the word 'takeout' now."
"That kid's already in jail, what's there to be afraid of?"
"But what if another fake deliveryman comes..."
"Cowards! What are you afraid of? Send them in one by one!"
"I'm afraid I won't survive to get people in there; this time it's already a near-death experience."
"Xiaoli, go open the door."
The rich kid's girlfriend arrived at the door, looked outside, and paused in surprise:
"The delivery guy at the door isn't wearing a delivery uniform. Is there a problem?"
"Those wearing delivery uniforms are the ones with problems; those who brazenly don't are the safe ones! Open the door, my fried noodles will get cold and won't taste good!"
"Oh well."
The door was halfway open, and the girl reached out to take the takeout, but the chubby boy used his large body to push the door open. Han Chengshan rushed in, and with a pair of scissors in his hand, he quickly cut off the two call bells.
"What are you doing!" The two rich kids lying on the hospital bed were seriously injured and couldn't be stopped even if they wanted to.
Han Chengshan smiled knowingly: "I have some questions for you two, and I hope you will answer honestly."
Just as the two girls were about to scream, Little Fatty stuffed their mouths with smelly socks. Their eyes widened, and they wanted to cry but dared not.
Little Fatty closed the door, tore off a piece of the gauze wrapped around his body, and then used the gauze to tie the two girls together.
Han Chengshan's lips twitched: "Making the most of everything, awesome!"
The chubby boy proudly raised his chin.
"Who are you people? What do you want?" one rich kid shouted, while the other secretly made a phone call.
The two thought they had worked together well and successfully diverted Han Chengshan and Xiao Pang's attention, but Han Chengshan grabbed his hand just as he was about to press the dial button.
"You've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve, haven't you?" Han Chengshan chuckled mockingly and snatched the phone away.
Both rich kids suffered extensive burns. During their escape, one hit his hand and the other his foot, leaving them both practically crippled. They were no match for Han Chengshan and Xiao Pang.
"Oh, Uncle?"
Han Chengshan looked at the nickname on his phone and asked with amusement, "Go to your uncle when you're in trouble. Your uncle is quite capable, isn't he?"
The rich kid raised his head and looked down at people: "I'm warning you, give me back my phone. My uncle is not someone you can mess with!"
"I don't believe it. Is he really that powerful? Would he dare to kill someone?"
"What's there to be afraid of! My uncle has connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds. Killing someone is nothing to him. If you dare to touch me, believe me, my uncle will throw you into the sea to feed the fish!"
"I'm so scared!"
Han Chengshan patted his chest, his expression exaggerated and affected.
Little Fatty chuckled, "Let's see who throws whom into the sea to feed the fish first! You're all in our hands now, and you still dare to yell? You're really asking for trouble!"
"You fatso, how dare you threaten me!"
"What wouldn't I dare!" The chubby boy's eyes were fierce as he stared straight at the rich kid: "I dare to kill, do you believe me?"
The rich kid's heart pounded. This fat guy didn't seem to be lying. His aura... it really looked like he'd killed someone.
The rich kid finally behaved himself, lowered his head, and stopped looking down on people.
"What do you want? Money? Or something else?"
"We don't want your dirty money, we just want to ask you a few questions."
"Ask us any questions, and we will answer them truthfully!"
I have to answer, that fatso is already sharpening his knife!
Han Chengshan's lips twitched: "Little Fatty, when did you prepare this whetstone?"
"I just passed by an old man's stall on the street and bought it on a whim."
Han Chengshan gave a thumbs up: "It is quite scary."
The fat boy's body, combined with his gloomy expression and the way he was sharpening his knife, exuded terror. No wonder the two rich kids were trembling with fear.
"I ask you, you have no shortage of women, so why do you drag girls into alleys to bully them?"
"Ah, this..."
"It's because of this..."
"Speak quickly!"
"That woman is actually my ex-girlfriend."
"We're playing a very new game."
Han Chengshan choked: "The three of you playing together?"
"Good brothers should learn to share!"
"That's right!"
Han Chengshan was impressed and gave him a thumbs up: "You guys really know how to have fun. Second question, why did you choose that alley? Did someone call you there?"
"My ex-girlfriend said it was a fun place with few people."
"I just wanted to find a secluded place to play, but some unlucky guy showed up and insisted on playing the hero saving the damsel in distress."
Seeing the two men's eyes darting away, Han Chengshan sneered, "It seems you won't tell the truth unless I teach you a lesson."
"Little Fatty, how's your knife sharpening coming along?"
As Little Fatty was sharpening his cleaver, it ended up shaving the two men's legs, and in the process, he also shaved off their leg hair.
The icy coldness of the knife against their skin nearly scared the two men to death. They wanted to fight back, but dared not, fearing that the fat man would slash their legs off.
"Ahhhh—"
"Don't scare us! We'll talk!"
“It was my uncle. He arranged the place, and he also arranged the woman. We were just doing what he told us to do!”
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