Siheyuan: A Family of Loyal and Brave People

"Where did this lunatic come from to cause trouble here?"

Liu Haizhong stepped on Qin Yong's back and spat on the ground with disdain.

The three of them were in a good mood after having just returned from successfully collecting debts in the South District. However, they did not expect to run into a lunatic who was ignorant of the danger at their doorstep. It was really bad luck.

Qin Yong was so humiliated and powerless that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into. The enemy was right in front of him, so he mustered up the courage to resist, but unfortunately he was too weak and was defeated in the first encounter, without any ability to fight back.

Now that he has fallen into the hands of Yi Zhonghai and his two companions, there is no escape and no chance of recovery.

Just when Qin Yong gave up resistance and was about to be killed, God played a joke on him again.

"Lao Liu, why are you arguing with a lunatic?

Stop messing around and go back quickly.

Go back early to buy some food, and the three of us will have a few drinks tonight."

Yi Zhonghai was so anxious to get home that he didn't pay much attention to the madman lying on the ground.

"It's time to have a few drinks to celebrate, and I happen to have some wine at home.

You guys can prepare the snacks."

Yan Bugui's eyes rolled and he immediately thought of a way to take advantage.

"No, I don't know how much water is mixed into your wine. It has no taste at all.

It would be better for everyone to share the cost and pay for the food and drinks.

If you don't want to, Lao Yi and I will be the only ones drinking tonight."

Liu Haizhong didn't want to be taken advantage of by Yan Bugui, so he immediately raised his objection.

"Okay, let's do as Lao Liu said.

But you have to drink it at my house in the evening."

When the time came, Yan Bugui was still finding ways to take advantage.

When drinking at Yan Bugui's house, the leftover wine and food would naturally be his responsibility to clean up, and if he was lucky, he could make a lot of money.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong saw through Yan Bugui's little thoughts at a glance, but did not object.

Having a party at Yan Bugui's house saves the trouble of cleaning up the dishes, which is acceptable.

The three of them talked about what happened in the evening and walked leisurely towards the yard. As for Qin Yong lying on the ground, no one cared about him at all.

……

Qin Yong didn't remember how he crawled out of Luoguxiang. He left the narrow alley in a daze and came to the bustling street.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and the golden sunlight was like a thin veil draped over Qin Yong, which did not make him feel warm, but instead made him feel cold all over. This was because his heart was already cold.

The revenge plan failed, and with pursuers behind him, it seemed there was no hope of escaping the city.

Even if he escaped from the old city and no longer had the job of trafficking children, Qin Yong didn't know how to survive.

Qin Yong felt that his future was bleak, and even thought about turning himself in so that he could be put in jail. Jail food is still food, at least it can keep him alive and not starve to death.

Qin Yong was in a trance, walking forward with scattered steps. When he came to his senses, he looked up and found that he was next to the police station. Through the window of the police station, he could see several uniformed policemen sitting at the counter on duty.

Qin Yong's body stiffened, he swallowed, and his heart was beating wildly.

After a fierce and brief ideological struggle, Qin Yong turned around and ran away.

Qin Yong knew how hated human traffickers were. If he surrendered himself and went to prison, the prisoners inside would definitely punish him severely. Besides, he was all alone and had no one to send him money or food. He might not even be able to wait until his release.

Away from the police station, Qin Yong resumed his aimless state and kept wandering on the street.

Time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, the sun set, the sky darkened, and the number of pedestrians on the street increased suddenly. They were people rushing home after get off work.

Qin Yong stood by the road with his head down, silently watching the people passing by, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. After dark, the vision was limited and it was not easy to be identified. I should be able to survive today.

Just as Qin Yong was thinking about where to stay at night, the sound of wheel turning gradually approached.

Qin Yong couldn't help but look up and glanced, and his relaxed heart suddenly rose to his throat again.

Cheng Hao, who had just finished get off work, was riding towards them on his bicycle.

Thinking of what happened in the morning, Qin Yong quickly turned around and buried his head even lower, trying to get away with it.

However, Cheng Hao had already seen everything he did.

Cheng Hao, who has dark vision, can see things as clearly as in the daytime even at night, and the dim environment in the evening will not cause any hindrance to him at all.

Qin Yong's deliberate evasive behavior made Cheng Hao even more certain that there must be something wrong with this man and that he was targeting him.

Otherwise, why did he dodge when Cheng Hao came over?

Cheng Hao didn't do anything fancy. He just stopped in front of Qin Yong, got off the bike, walked up to him and put one hand on his shoulder.

Knowing that he was recognized, Qin Yong was shocked and subconsciously turned around and tried to escape.

It was a pity that the hand on his shoulder was like an iron clamp, holding Qin Yong tightly, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not get away.

"Why are you running?"

Cheng Hao's cold voice sounded.

“No…I didn’t run…”

Qin Yong, who failed to escape, made excuses while thinking hard about how to get away.

"We met outside the neighborhood office this morning.

Come with me to the police station."

Cheng Hao let go of his hand and pointed in the direction of the police station.

With Cheng Hao's strength, he is not worried that the little thief will escape from under his nose.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding.

This morning I just…"

Qin Yong wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Cheng Hao.

“If there is any misunderstanding, please go to the police station.

Since you dare to come to me, you should know who I am.

Don't think about yelling at people on the street and making trouble.

Those who did that a few days ago suffered a miserable end.”

Qin Yong paused. Of course he knew who Cheng Hao was talking about.

When I thought of my dead elder brother, thought of the setbacks I had suffered all day, and looked at Cheng Hao's cold eyes.

Qin Yong suddenly felt a surge of anger. With nowhere else to go, he once again jumped over the wall and punched Cheng Hao.

"Asshole, give my brother back his life!"

Qin Yong's weak fist was easily caught by Cheng Hao just as it was halfway into the air.

Then, without any surprise, Cheng Hao took advantage of the situation and tripped Qin Yong, easily knocking him to the ground.

"Brother? Who are you talking about?"

Cheng Hao didn’t know Qin Yong before, let alone who the “big brother” he was talking about was.

"Chen Fugui, my eldest brother is called Chen Fugui!

You bastards actually beat him to death in the street. I want to avenge him!"

Qin Yong's anger came from Cheng Hao's indifference.

Human traffickers are also human beings, and their lives are also lives.

Chen Fugui died so tragically, how could Cheng Hao act so calm, as if it was just a bug that died.

“Oh, so he’s Chen Fugui’s accomplice.

It just so happened that he died suddenly, and he didn’t have time to interrogate the abducted children.”

Chen Fugui’s death had nothing to do with Cheng Hao. He cared more about the abducted children than the human traffickers who had already died.

If we can get some information out of Qin Yong, perhaps many abducted children can see the light of day again.