Chapter 88 - Kidnapping
Chapter 88: Kidnapping
Translator: Lionwwang Editor: Lionwwang
There are more than six million in the bank account. It really feels good.
I drive all the way back, and although these guys try to make me pay through the nose, listing out all the most expensive restaurants, I just insist on go back home.
At first, they don’t agree, but I don’t care so much. These monies are in my account. Do these animals want to take it out? Hum!
Moreover, Didi’s cooking skills are also attractive. We come home just before noon. Didi listened to my words in the morning and went to buy a lot of food back. When we enter the door, we hear the sounds of cooking coming down from the kitchen. Azle just enters the door, when he sees little money grubber, his eyes are lighting up and is about to hug her. But he suddenly sees Amy is holding a kitchen knife in her hand. He quickly puts down his hands and makes a polite appearance.
It’s really a comfortable thing to have a girl like Didi at home. She’s the kind of housekeeping girl, virtuous and gentle. We just sit down in the living room. She has brought tea like a hostess. Seeing such a gentle beauty is busy in the kitchen, Azle can’t help sighing: “Oh, this is the real good woman.”
I nod and say sincerely: “Yes, a good woman is able to be graceful in the drawing room and skillful in the kitchen. She must be virtuous, good at housekeeping. Didi is such a good wife candidate. Men all want to marry such a woman!”
These words are annoyed a person aside. Jojo looks slightly unnatural and gives me a sidelong look: “What’s wrong? Do women have to be good at cooking?”
I shake my head: “Not necessarily. But for most of men, the most desirable wife is a woman who can cook and do housework.”
Azle interrupts: “It’s much better than marry a woman who you would rather live ten years less.”
Wood’s brief correction: “Twenty years.”
Jojo is furious when she hears the words, but then suppressing her anger forcibly and saying: “Who says I can’t cook! Hum! Just open your dog eyes today!”
Then she goes straight to the kitchen, grabs the kitchen knife from little money grubber’s hand, and starts chopping the potatoes.
5 minutes past, Amy comes out and announces that the shredded potatoes have been turned into mashed potatoes.
The three of us in living room are laughing wildly.
Actually, I don’t think it’s necessary for Jojo to do this. We’re not talking about her. She is not the kind of woman who can do housework by nature. She should be the kind of who’s talking with excitement and eyes open, raising legs to kick people with anger. Just not the style to dress up as a housewife.
When the three of us are chatting and smoking, the worst thing happens. When Jojo is washing plates and preparing to pack meals, we hear the sounds of the plate smashing in the kitchen. I rush in the kitchen to drag her out and beg her: “Please hold your hand up! There are only few plates in my house. If you break them all, we’ll have to eat with the pot at noon.”
She is also very reluctant, shouting in a huff: “What garbage plates do you have in your house! Too easy to break! Buy the plastic one next time!”
“OK! OK! OK! I’ll replace all with the stainless-steel plates later!” I say with a rueful smile, “You just stay here for a tea break.”
“No!” Miss Jojo seems determined today to give full play of her virtuous virtues and insists on replace DIdi to cook, which frightens Azle to fight hard to stop her anyway.
Looking at Azle’s panic, I don’t pay much attention at that time. Later, I learn how powerful Jojo’s means are.
Azle and Jojo knew each other earlier than me. He told me that Jojo used to feed the pets before.
At first, she raised a very valuable white-haired Samoyed with good pedigree. In less than a week, the dog was starved to the bone.
It’s not that she abused the dog and refused to feed it. But she was so kind to that dog that she insisted to cook for it herself. As a result, the poor Samoyed only lasted for only a week and vomited anything it had eaten. Jojo had to send it away with tear.
Later, someone brought her a little pye-dog from the countryside. This kind of dog is famous for its vitality, toughness, uncompromising food and exmobileent survival ability.
As a result, this time it took a longer time. Two weeks later, Jojo found the veterinarian with the puppy in her arms. Fortunately, the veterinarian’s skillful hand brought back the puppy’s life. The dog is said to have eaten what Jojo made and not vomiting. But it shitted whatever it ate. It shitted almost the same thing as ate!
Now, Jojo’s family still keeps a pet: A turtle.
So, when Azle hears that Jojo is trying to go cooking, he is so scared that he grabs her and says with pretended calm: “Jojo, don’t go, let’s sit here and chat.”
“No, I don’t want to talk. I’m going to cook! Your Miss Jojo is also to be graceful in the drawing room and skillful in the kitchen!”
“Well, this… Shall we play cards? Or we may video games! Little 5 has video game machine here. Let’s play The King of Fighters!” Azle is draging Jojo and dares not to let her go.
“No!” Jojo refuses, “I want to cook!”
Azle’s eyes are rolling: “Then we toss a coin to decide!”
Then he pulls out a coin: “Guess, the front or the back of the coin. If it’s the front, we’ll play cards! If it’s the opposite, we’ll play video games!”
Jojo is stunned: “What about cooking?”
Azle sighs: “If the coin is thrown to stand up on its edge, let you cook.”
Try every possible way to persuade, Jojo finally makes a salad as a declaration. In the dinner, I shamelessly put this salad in front of Azle.
Didi’s cooking skill is exmobileent. Such kind of gentle girl is almost rare than the panda nowadays. I can meet such a good girl, it can only be said that my character is really excellent.
At the table, Didi and Amy finally can’t help asking me what makes me so happy today. I tell them about the lottery winning and take out two bank cards and the newspaper with the winning number.
“Damn!” Amy is screaming, jumping up like a mechanical spring. She almost overthrows the table, staring at me and says: “You… Do you really win the lottery?!”
“En Hum!”
“More than 8 million? Do you really win more than 8 million prizes?” Little money grubber has small stars in her eyes.
“To be precise, we have won more than eight million.” I smile and say, “You forgot? One of the lottery tickets was bought and filled with your birthday number. This one won the second prize, total 460,000. After deducting the tax, all in this card.”
I push the bank card which I have prepared to her. She looks so surprised that almost faint.
Looking at her somewhat confused appearance, Azle and Jojo beside her are squinting. Looking at these two hooligans, they seem to be waiting for little money grubber to faint, so that they can go to give her artificial breathing at once.
Wood is still eating, as if everything has nothing to do with him. Didi is sitting next to me. Her eyes are shinning, although they are also full of the joyness, but do not show excessive excitement. Her eyes are flickering as if they can speak. She asks me in a low voice: “Brother Little 5, is it true? Do you really become so rich?”
I blink: “Exactly. It seems that I got a relationship with lottery tickets. Didn’t you see it once last time?”
She has a gentle smile on her face. I put my hand under the table and gently grasp her little hand. In a soft voice, I say to her: “I will have more money in the future. As for you, you can stay at home and be a servant girl who specializes in serving me.”
She’s smiling shyly, but arguing: “I… I’m not a servant girl!”
I laugh and pinch her little hand: “You’re not a servant girl, you’re my darling mistress, OK?”
My words make Didi’s head drooping. Amy is still holding the bank card in a daze. Then she suddenly sighs, looking at the card in her hand deeply, and puts it back to me. The expression on her face is unprecedented serious: “Chen Yang, take it back.”
“What?” I am stunned.
There is no joke on her face at all. She looks serious and says: “I like money very much, but this is not mine. I like to take advantage of you a little, who let you be a big man? But although I like money, only take what I deserve! If it’s my hard-earned money, you can’t owe me any penny. But I don’t want any of the money that I shouldn’t have taken.”
I laugh and say: “It’s not that exaggerated. Amy, didn’t we say that I had given that lottery ticket to you.”
Amy is shaking her head again: “Chen Yang, when I accepted this lottery ticket from you the other day. I didn’t think you would win the lottery. I thought it was only a little joke you played with me. I thought if it could win ten or twenty is already fine. As your friend, this would be for fun. But now, it’s such a large amount, I can’t accept.”
When Amy sees I still want to keep persuading, she refuses firmly: “Chen Yang, take it back. I like money, but I don’t take all kind of the money. My mother told me since my childhood that once a girl accepts other people’s money casually, it would be the beginning of her degeneration!”
I am really shocked.
To be honest, I didn’t expect Amy to have such a strong side. Originally in my impression, she is a typical small money fan, but I never thought this girl is so principled!
Looking at the firm expression on her face, I take back the bank card on the table slowly. I think and say: “OK, Amy, I’ll take back the money. But I didn’t expect that you would be so generous. Alas, you would quarrel with me for only ten or twenty in normal times, but you don’t want the hundreds of thousands of monies in front of you at this moment.”
She turns her eyes: “That’s because you don’t understand my noble sentiments! And, I don’t want your money, but you won such a big prize, you need to show a good performance! You have to send me a gift! No more lottery tickets to fool me this time!”
Naturally, I promise her.
Another bottle of wine is opened and we keep drinking. Even the wimpy drinker Didi also drinks a little. Her face is steamed pink by the alcohol, which is very cute.
Just as everyone are laughing, my mobile phone is ringing suddenly. I pick it up and answer: “Hello?”
“Chen Yang! Where are you?” It is Penny, Nanny’s secretary’s voice.
“Well… I’m at home.” I sigh, “I’m having a little personal business today. I called my department and asked for leave in the morning.”
She seems indifferent to my behavior of as a manager but not at work. Her voice is very gentle on the phone and mention casually: “Can you come out now?”
“What’s up?”
“Miss Fang is back.” The voice is not very loud, but this sentence makes the laugh on my face is fading clean! She keeps saying, “You’re going to pick her up at the airport.”
I feel a little bitter in my voice: “Why do you want me to pick her up? I’m not her assistant any more.”
“Chen Yang.” Penny interrupts me on the phone, “This is what Miss Fang asked for.” Then she changes her tone a little softer, “I don’t want to say anything else. What should be said, I’ve all said when last time we talked for a long time. You just think it over yourself.”
“I see.” I nod and reply her.
I thought Nanny should be back in few days later. Although I am ready to face her again and decide to make things clear to her, then quit my job and go. But she suddenly comes back and I am about to meet her soon without any preparation, I am still a bit caught off guard.
“Chen Yang…” Penny hesitates for a moment and whispers, “I suggest that if you want to say something, you’d better wait till tomorrow. Business in Korea is not going well, so she comes back earlier. I spoke to her on the phone. Miss Fang is in a bad mood now.”
Then she tells me the time and flight number. I look at the clock. It is getting a bit late. The flight is expected to arrive in two hours.
I sigh and simply tell others that I have some urgent business to go to the company. Despite some disappointment, Didi is gentle enough to show that she understands me. I just want to laugh and cry.
Azle and Jojo stay for go on have lunch, while Wood says he wants to go to the clinic earlier and decides to leave with me.
I think about it. On the way to the airport, I can drop him back to the clinic.
Walking out, going downstairs, getting on the car, Wood is sitting beside me. When the car starts, he suddenly lights a cigarette, open the windows and takes a breath. He looks at me and says: “You have something in your mind.”
“What do you say?”
He’s smiling and says: “That call.”
I am speechless. Wood’s reaction is actually very sharp. Although his appearance looks very “wooden”, but this is just his personality, in fact, Wood’s observation ability is very sharp!
As I’m driving, I just sigh: “You see that?”
“Well.” Suddenly he’s smiling, it’s a strange smile, “Woman?”
I hesitate for a moment: “It’s… Not really… It’s a bit unclear… I feel indebt to a woman who is very kind to me… But I don’t know how to tell her… Anyway, that’s not clear.”
Wood listens to me quietly and says only a short sentence: “If you can’t say it clearly, don’t say it.”
I am silent.
To be honest, in fact, I was a little hesitant just now. When I meet Nanny, what should I say?
Wood’s advice might be more appropriate. Don’t say anything at all, just resign and leave. Don’t even mention the complicated emotions between each other! This is obviously the easiest way to do it.
After take Wood back to the clinic. I drive all the way out of town, get on the airport highway and go straight to the airport.
After waiting for around half an hour in the lounge of the airport, looking at the time, counting, Nanny’s plane should be coming soon. I extinguish the cigarette in my hand, walking out of the smoking lounge and standing at the exit.
I’m wondering what attitude should I make when I meet Nanny later? Friend? Subordinate? So when should I make everything clear with her?
Say on the way back? It will be just the two of us in the car. Or just wait for back to the company? Or am I going to invite her to dinner sometime in the evening, apologize to her, and explain what I think?
It seems all right, and it seems all not appropriate.
I touch a bank card in my pocket. This is what I have prepared after I got the winnings today.
There are six million in this bank card. I want to give these monies to Nanny for compensation. After all, I lost the ring and a diamond brooch, plus the 300,000 car accident losses I owed her before.
Although I won a big prize, but after the tax deduction, in fact, there are only a bit more than six million on my hands. If I give six million out, I have almost no money left, but I don’t care.
I should have returned the money to Nanny. If I owe her, I must pay it back!
But just then, my mobile phone is ringing again.
I look at the number is not a familiar one. I pick it up and answer.
“Hello! Manager! Manager!”
The voice is familiar. I’m stunned for a moment before I can tell that it’s the voice of the round-faced customer service girl in my department.
“Well, what’s wrong?”
“Manager, Chen Yang… It’s me! Something’s wrong! Something happened!” There’re panics in the voice on the phone.
I immediately say: “Don’t panic… What is it? What happened to the company? Speak slowly!”
“It’s Yanny. Something’s wrong with her!” The little girl is almost crying.
My heart is tighting: “What happened to Yanny?”
The little girl’s voice is trembling: “I… I went shopping with her at noon today. We were on our way back to the company just now. We met a few people. One of the men seems to know Yanny. They stopped us and wanted to take her away. She didn’t want to, these men were about to beat us, and then she promised to go with them as soon as she saw the situation was not good. Chen Yang, what should I do? I don’t think those guys are good guys. These men are gangsters at first sight. They have tattoos on their arms. Yanny and them got into a car. Before they left, she comforted me and said it was all right. I didn’t have to call the police. Tell me not to tell others. But I’m really scared. I think about it and can only to find you.”
“FXXX!” I can’t help cursing.
It’s not clear yet, but I can at least guess who’s causing Yanny’s trouble! It must be that shit scum!
I take a deep breath: “Don’t panic first. Think about what else is going on, and what else is missing. Tell me all about it!”
Then, under my inquiry, the little girl tells me more details like time, place, etc. Fortunately, she was so careful that she even gave out the car license plate numbers of the opponents. And I ask for Yanny’s home address, she immediately tells me too.
“Well, leave it to me.” I think better of it, “You don’t have to call the police. I’ll deal with this matter… Well, besides, don’t talk about it in the company.”
I can understand Yanny’s concerns. After all, it’s privacy. At the same time, she’s used not to wash her dirty linen in public. Her image and reputation in the company is very good, and she’s also very popular. Nowadays, there are many people like to gossip.
I hang up the phone, check the time, hesitate for a few seconds, and decide that it is more important to save Yanny. Who knows what extraordinary things would be done by the shit scum?
I can’t wait for Nanny’s plane lands. She’s in the sky now and her mobile phone must be off and out of service. I can only send her a text message to say there’s something urgent. Then I run out of the airport and drive all the way up the highway to the city.
On the way, I think over it and call William, the chief security of Golden Paradise, my former colleague.
“William? It’s me! Chen Yang.”
“Brother little 5?!” At the other end of the phone, William’s voice sounds surprised, “What’s the matter? Is there anything I can do for you?”
I don’t say anything useless: “Yes! You help me find some help and wait for my call. Today I’m going to clean up a scum!”
At the other end of the phone, William is laughing loudly, he says: “OK! Just not a problem! I’ll do for you!”
Chapter 89: Professionals
Translator: Lionwwang Editor: Lionwwang
Yanny is living in the west of the city, a new residential area built by the government at the end of the last century when it was vigorously developing the west area of the city.
The address is not too hard to find. I rush to the residential area where she lives, find the building, and observe carefully. Sure enough, I see a van downstairs. The license plate is exactly the same as what the customer service girl said.
I breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that my judgment is right. They did bring her home.
That scum seems to be undetermined. He still wants to extort money from Yanny.
I park my car on the road outside the residential, take out the phone, call William, tell him the address, and ask him to bring people here. Then I take a cigarette out of my pocket and walk towards the car with easy assurance.
There’s a man sitting in the van, who supposes to be the driver, with a cross face, around 30 years old. He looks just a typical bludger. I walk up to the van with a cigarette in my mouth, reach out my hand and knock on the window. He’s looking at me impatiently, rolling down the window and asking: “What’s the matter?”
I point to the cigarette in my mouth and pretend there’s nothing: “Bro, lend me a fire.”
He glances at me, a little impatient in his eyes, but still bows his head to take the lighter.
I look around. There’s no one walking in the neighborhood during the daytime. When he reaches out and hands the lighter to me, I grab him by the wrist and pull him out of the window without waiting for him calling out. Then my palm has cut on the artery behind his neck. He’s swaying with a groan and loses conscious.
I sigh. Fortunately, this guy didn’t wear the safe belt.
Push the door open and throw him in the van. I clap my hands, then go to Yanny’s home’s corridor and look up.
Don’t know where the scum found these basters. They seem to be veterans, leaving a man to lookout in the corridor. He’s squating in the corridor smoking, watching me coming up, he’s immediately standing up vigilantly. I pretend to ignore him, take out a bunch of keys from pocket and walk upstairs without worrying about him.
My action immediately dispels his vigilance. I’m wearing a suit like a standard office worker. I even deliberately look at him with a doubtful eye, bowing my head and going upstairs. The fellow is relieved. He even steps aside to let me go.
I walk past him and reach several steps above him. Suddenly I stop, turn around and kick him on the head with one foot. The fellow snorts, rolling down and falls on the ground. I immediately rush to him, grab his neck from behind to keep him from making a sound. Then I grab the key in my hand and hold it against his throat. I lower my voice and say to him: “No Shout!”
“Uh…” The man’s face is twisted with pain, his forehead is full of cold sweats. He is strangled by me and has difficulty in breathing. I poke the key on his throat. He breathes in horror and shut his mouth up immediately.
“Where’s that woman?”
“What… woman?”
I grunt, the key in my hand is pressing slightly against his throat and say coldly: “Do you believe this key can pierce your throat?”
“Up there!” This fellow seems to be a crook, recognizing the situation and does not resist. He’s saying quickly: “Fifth floor.”
“How many people there?”
“… Two.”
With a sneer, I find a mobile phone in his pocket, take it out and throw it away. Then I stand up and kick him hard on the head, knocking him unconscious.
This guy is deceiving me.
I’m sure there are at least four people upstairs!
They seem to be veterans of blackmail. They have at least one driver, one man to lookout downstairs, and maybe three more people upstairs. Generally speaking, one is responsible for keeping watch on the kidnapped person, the other two are responsible for collecting monies and valuable items, and plus the scum man, at least four men upstairs!
I continue going upstairs with very light steps. This apartment building has two families on each floor. Yanny’s home is the left one of the fifth floor. I’m standing on the fourth floor and looking up. The door is closed. There are some voices. I quietly go upstairs, approach the door, look inside carefully, but just hear that scum’s voice. He seems saying something very proudly.
“… I say you are also self-destructive! How nice of you to be honest! How dare you let that man beat me! Good! You beat me? Damn… You just call that guy and let him give me money honestly!”
I take a deep breath and knock hard at the door.
The voice inside suddenly quiets down. I knock twice again, and finally comes a gruff voice: “Who is it?”
I cough and say vaguely: “Delivery!”
Then there is silence for a while, and the gruff voice is shouting: “No time! Come back in the afternoon!”
I gasp, deliberately saying in an impatient tone: “I can’t come one more time for you, can I? Just go out to receive it!”
Ten seconds later, there is a sound of opening the door, and then the door opens a gap. Someone behind the door is standing against it, showing half his face and saying impatiently: “Give it to me!”
I have already stepped back, waiting for the door to open, do not wait for him to finish his words, have raised my leg to kick on the door.
Bang!
The door is kicked open, and the fellow behind the door is knocked heavily on his head and sit down on the ground. I have rushed in and kick him on the face with a flying kick. The man gives a cry of pain and falling backwards. At this time, I’ve seen the situation in the house clearly. Yanny is sitting in the living room, her hands are tied, half of her face is swollen, seems she was slapped. And in the room, as I guessed, besides the one I kick down on the ground, there are three other guys, that scum is sitting next to Yanny and the other two are standing next to the sofa.
I suddenly rush in, presumably to make them feel a little overwhelmed. When I kick one man down, the remaining two guys have already reacted. One of them looks not so tall, but very strong, with a steel pipe in his hand. And the other has a dagger on hand. The two men exchange their eyes quickly and jumping to me from both sides.
The man on the left side, who’s holding the steel pipe hit hard to my head. I sideways to avoid and go to squeeze his wrist. His reaction is very quick. I just grab his arm, he breaks away. The other man, who’s holding the dagger is stabing to my chest. I quickly step back and kick his wrist. He falls to the ground with a cry of pain and the dagger falls to the ground. But this man is obviously a veteran. He does not retreat, come and wrestle with me. The room space is too small to let me fight with both of them freely. I’m approached by him. I avoid his punch to my face, foot hook to trap him. But he is embracing my legs and pulling hard. Fortunately, my legs are strong enough to not be pulled down. But the other man holding the steel pipe has smashed down. This time I can’t escape. My shoulder is smashed. The pain makes me grinning.
The fellow on the ground has twisted my waist and tring to pull me down. I give him two knee strikes. He’s hit on the chin by me and screaming in pain, but he’s holding me still. I am tangling with him, and I’m hit by the steel pipe on my back again.
“FXXX!” I am so angry that when I see the steel pipe smash down again, I don’t hide this time, just use my left arm to protect, and the right-hand punches him on the chest. The fellow is shouting and falling backwards. Then I finally throw the fellow who’s holding me on the ground and kick him on the chest. He can’t breathe and coughing on the ground. I have already picked up the man holding the steel pipe.
Obviously, this fellow has also practiced. He is punched on the chest, but still has enough strength to stretch out his arm to defend me. When I grab his collar, I try to wrench my wrist with force. I sneer, twist his finger, and then break it with force.
There’s a screaming in the room at once. I take off his arm joints and hit his stomach with my knee. The man finally falls down.
I’m a little breathless, too.
These two guys are all veterans and have a lot of fighting experiences. It’s really tough to fight with them.
Although I am good at fighting, when I meet those bullies who are afraid of hardness, I can knock down one or two first and then I can frighten others. But when I’m facing these veterans, it doesn’t work.
Overthrowing them, I also got a few hard beatings myself. It’s lucky I’ve cleaned up a man at the very first time when I broke into the door! If I have to face three people at the same time, I’m afraid I might be in troubles.
After all, two fists are no match for six hands, and I can’t guarantee I can escape if my opponents are not weak and willing to fight desperately.
I look back at the scum. He has too frightened to soften. I punch him on the face first. His nose is bleeding, bending with a screaming and has his face covering.
Yanny’s hands are not tied with ropes, but taped. I take out the key, cut a hole, and easily tear it open.
These people are very professional!
Only veterans know need to tie people with the tape instead of rope. Transparent tape wraps around the wrist and people can’t move too, but do not need to worry about the accident. Because if use rope, it might be found to become the crime evidence. But most of homes have tape. The rope will also break the victim’s wrist skin, and eventually the wound will be tested as evidence, which can be avoided by use tape.
I untie Yanny and tear the tape off her mouth. Originally when I was rushing in, she was still struggling and screaming. When she watched me fighting with others, she was crying desperately. Unfortunately, her mouth was taped and couldn’t speak out any word. Now, she seems to have been stunned…
“Are you all right, Yanny?” I smile.
“I’m fine… Chen Yang, how did you come here?” Yanny says in a hurry, “How do you know I’m here? How did you find me? Are you all right? Are you hurt?”
I smile and say: “I’m OK! If not the clever customer service girl, you would have suffered a lot today!”
I look back at these guys on the ground, walk over and lift the scum up. He is so frightened that he has huddled up, trembling and saying: “You, you, you, you, don’t come over!”
I laugh: “You can rest assured that I won’t hit you.” After a pause, I sigh intentionally, “If I am angry, I can’t control myself. Every time I see you scum, I’ll be angry. If you are beaten to have any bad result, I’ll get into trouble. So, you can rest assured that I won’t touch you.”
I take out a cigarette, smoke, and can’t help counting Yanny. This woman is just a little baffled!
“Are you crazy? You went with them honestly? You even took them home to take money? Why don’t you ask colleague to call the police?”
She hangs her head and whispers: “Chen Yang… Have you already called the police?”
“No.” I shake my head, “Call police? It’s too cheap for these sons of bitchs.”
After a while, my mobile phone is ringing. It’s William. He has brought people and waiting downstairs. I ask him to bring them upstairs directly.
This buddy has called a dozen of security guards from Golden Paradise, two vans altogether. William looks a little fatter than before, but the scar on his face is still terrible. Yanny sees so many people coming in. She is afraid and looks at me in fear: “Chen Yang…”
“All my friends.” I say lightly, “Today I’ll help you to get rid of this! Let this scum never bother you in the future!”
She seems want to say something, but I’ve turned to William and say: “Is the place ready?”
“Old place.” William grins and says, “I haven’t worked with you for a long time. Damn it, we can have a good time today.”
More than a dozen of my former staffs, most of them were taken care of by me. They greet me one by one, and respectfully shouting: “Brother Little 5!” I order them to take the four guys out and carry into the vans.
“Yanny, do you have a divorce agreement at home? You’ve been made trouble for so long, there must be this thing at home.”
“Um… Yes, there it is.” Yanny is somewhat uneasy, comes up and whispers to me, “Chen Yang… Don’t do anything beyond the pale. It must take its course.”
I laugh and pat her on the shoulder: “Don’t worry, I’ve got in mind.” I sigh, “It’s really not your fault… Alas, you are a woman alone here. So, when you meet such people, you dare not to speak up. It can’t complain you.”
Downstairs, William and others put that scum and the other bad guys into the vans, then they drive out of the residential area. And Yanny gets in my car.
“William, you go first. I’ll take my friend to the hospital and I’ll come to meet you later…” Before I leave, I tell William. And I whisper to him taking advantage of Yanny’s inattention, “Take good care of them, but don’t too hard. I’ll come for you soon.”
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