Chapter 73 Wealth Moves People, But It Can Also Harm Them
In a household in a village in the Sinaro region...
Xu Er pressed down on the young man's head and asked, "Do you know why we're here?"
"Big brother, you've got the wrong person, I..." The young man's face turned pale and he looked terrified as he tried to defend himself.
Xu Er looked at him coldly and replied expressionlessly, "You stole a total of eight watches and sold seven of them in Hali, taking away one hundred thousand in cash, right? Do I need to be more specific?"
The young man was completely dumbfounded upon hearing this.
"Damn it, do you know what I do? I rob and smuggle goods. I'm from your ancestor's generation! Don't talk about Hali, even if you run hundreds of kilometers away, with such expensive goods, I can still track you down. " Xu Er pulled his hair and said, "I won't waste time with you. I have something to ask you. If you explain it clearly, I'll spare your life."
"This...this brother, my son..." The old man put down the watch that he hadn't put on yet, trembling as he stood up.
"Bang!"
Xu Er kicked the old man in the chest, knocking him and the chair down. "It has nothing to do with you. Stay still understand?"
The old man was dizzy and begging for mercy, but the other party ignored him.
The henchmen controlled all of the young man's family members, and Tang Baiqing and Xu Er pulled the young man's hair and went into the inner room.
The young man knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.
Xu Er sat on the bed, pointing to his cheek and said, "I'll ask you three questions. Who is your contact person, who hired you to pick up the shipment, and who was responsible for coordinating with you?"
The young man grabbed his neck and replied, "Big... big brother, I really don't know. I'm just a driver who was asked to join the crew that day because they needed extra manpower. I don't know anyone there."
Xu Er sneered, "They just took you on board without knowing you? Do you take me for a fool?"
"We have middlemen who arrange the jobs for us. I have a friend in Harry's gang who introduced me to this job. I thought the pay was good, and if I did well, I could live a comfortable life. So, I followed them," the young man pleaded. "But I really don't know the details."
"What's your friend's name?"
"His nickname is Second Rat. He used to hang out with Harry."
"Can you contact him?"
"It's the Lunar New Year, he's probably gone home. You know, people like us who do shady things don't have real friends," the young man shook his head. "It means I can't really help you."
Xu Er laughed, "So, you're saying you can't do us any favors?"
"Big brother, please take the watches back. I was wrong, I won't do it again...!" The young man bowed his head, about to kowtow.
"What should we do with him?" Xu Er looked up at Tang Baiqing.
"F***!" Tang Baiqing cursed and turned to walk outside.
Thirty seconds later, the young man's parents and his young wife were all brought into the room.
"Do you still refuse to speak?" Slowly rising to his feet, Xu Er stretched lazily before reaching for his belt. "I find no pleasure in punishing you alone. It's said that calamities don't discriminate against one's family members when one is on the run. I think that's a load of rubbish. Only idiots would believe such nonsense. My style is more authentic, and I'm willing to extend the punishment to your family."
With a crack of his belt, Xu Er struck the young man's mother across the face. The old lady, who was over sixty years old, was immediately knocked down and had her face cut open by the belt buckle, blood streaming down her face.
"Get them!" Xu Er bellowed, and Tang Baiqing and two other men pounced on the young man's parents and wife without hesitation.
These men had been having a hard time lately. They had suffered losses of over ten million yuan in their recent shipment, and many of their associates had been arrested, suspended, or fired. They were already seeing red, and now they unleashed their fury on the young man's family members, beating them mercilessly.
The old man was quickly knocked unconscious, and the old lady was pinned down and trampled on by three people, her head grinding against the ground.
Throughout this ordeal, the young man had been begging for mercy, even reaching the point of total breakdown. He had been pleading to cooperate, but the others refused to stop, instead continuing to psychologically torture him.
After several minutes of continuous beating, the old man and old lady lay motionless on the ground, while the young man's wife lay under the bed, covered in blood and convulsing.
Tang Baiqing, his body drenched in sweat from the vigorous activity, looked at the woman on the ground with hatred in his eyes and spoke briefly, "Drag her to that room, I'll have some fun with her."
No one in the group intervened or tried to stop him, they simply followed his orders.
Gritting his teeth in a frenzy, Tang Baiqing kicked the young man's head repeatedly and shouted, "Are you ready to talk now? Do you know how much trouble I've been through because of you poor bastards? How many people have been implicated just because you wanted to make a quick buck? And you have the audacity to pretend to be tough? I wish I could tear you limb from limb!"
After finishing his tirade, Tang Baiqing still wasn't satisfied, and kicked the young man several more times before storming out of the room.
Not long after, screams and pleas for mercy could be heard coming from the adjacent room. Xu Er sat on the bed, a mysterious smile playing at the corners of his mouth, listening but remaining silent.
The young man lay on the ground, begging for mercy like a dog, but no one paid him any attention.
Whether one runs amok or eats a bowl of thunder, if you've accepted the task and the money that comes with it, then you should complete it according to the rules. If it's not your money, then you shouldn't touch it, otherwise you'll invite disaster.
However, while this principle may sound correct and simple, how many people in real life are willing to follow the rules?
Despite knowing that trafficking gold bars (drugs) can result in a death sentence and that gambling can lead to financial ruin, there are still some who are willing to take the risk.
How many people who risk their lives to earn money are not doing it for the sake of wealth and gain? Five hundred yuan might be manageable for most, but what about fifty thousand or five hundred thousand? Who can guarantee they won't waver?
The young man could earn at most ten to twenty thousand yuan for a job, but stealing a watch could bring in over a hundred thousand. His inability to resist temptation was both pitiful and unfortunate.
Fifteen minutes later, the young man stopped begging for mercy and knelt motionless on the ground.
"What's your name?" Finally, Xu Er asked.
"...Liang Feng." The young man replied with his head down.
"How many people do you work with?"
"About ten, it varies. The leader sets the formation every time."
"Who hired you?"
"...I think it's someone named Yu. The leader took the job and didn't give us any details."
"Very good." Xu Er grabbed his hair and said sternly, "From now on, I'll be here. You need to figure out a way to lead the others here."
In another room, Tang Baiqing put on his pants and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Finally, the anger he had been holding back dissipated a bit.
However, just as Tang Baiqing felt relieved, his phone suddenly rang.
"Hello, Yang?"
"What the hell is going on at your place? The guy you promised to keep in check has run away!"
"What?" Tang Baiqing was stunned.
Chapter 73 Wealth Moves People, But It Can Also Harm Them
In a household in a village in the Sinaro region...
Xu Er pressed down on the young man's head and asked, "Do you know why we're here?"
"Big brother, you've got the wrong person, I..." The young man's face turned pale and he looked terrified as he tried to defend himself.
Xu Er looked at him coldly and replied expressionlessly, "You stole a total of eight watches and sold seven of them in Hali, taking away one hundred thousand in cash, right? Do I need to be more specific?"
The young man was completely dumbfounded upon hearing this.
"Damn it, do you know what I do? I rob and smuggle goods. I'm from your ancestor's generation! Don't talk about Hali, even if you run hundreds of kilometers away, with such expensive goods, I can still track you down. " Xu Er pulled his hair and said, "I won't waste time with you. I have something to ask you. If you explain it clearly, I'll spare your life."
"This...this brother, my son..." The old man put down the watch that he hadn't put on yet, trembling as he stood up.
"Bang!"
Xu Er kicked the old man in the chest, knocking him and the chair down. "It has nothing to do with you. Stay still understand?"
The old man was dizzy and begging for mercy, but the other party ignored him.
The henchmen controlled all of the young man's family members, and Tang Baiqing and Xu Er pulled the young man's hair and went into the inner room.
The young man knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.
Xu Er sat on the bed, pointing to his cheek and said, "I'll ask you three questions. Who is your contact person, who hired you to pick up the shipment, and who was responsible for coordinating with you?"
The young man grabbed his neck and replied, "Big... big brother, I really don't know. I'm just a driver who was asked to join the crew that day because they needed extra manpower. I don't know anyone there."
Xu Er sneered, "They just took you on board without knowing you? Do you take me for a fool?"
"We have middlemen who arrange the jobs for us. I have a friend in Harry's gang who introduced me to this job. I thought the pay was good, and if I did well, I could live a comfortable life. So, I followed them," the young man pleaded. "But I really don't know the details."
"What's your friend's name?"
"His nickname is Second Rat. He used to hang out with Harry."
"Can you contact him?"
"It's the Lunar New Year, he's probably gone home. You know, people like us who do shady things don't have real friends," the young man shook his head. "It means I can't really help you."
Xu Er laughed, "So, you're saying you can't do us any favors?"
"Big brother, please take the watches back. I was wrong, I won't do it again...!" The young man bowed his head, about to kowtow.
"What should we do with him?" Xu Er looked up at Tang Baiqing.
"F***!" Tang Baiqing cursed and turned to walk outside.
Thirty seconds later, the young man's parents and his young wife were all brought into the room.
"Do you still refuse to speak?" Slowly rising to his feet, Xu Er stretched lazily before reaching for his belt. "I find no pleasure in punishing you alone. It's said that calamities don't discriminate against one's family members when one is on the run. I think that's a load of rubbish. Only idiots would believe such nonsense. My style is more authentic, and I'm willing to extend the punishment to your family."
With a crack of his belt, Xu Er struck the young man's mother across the face. The old lady, who was over sixty years old, was immediately knocked down and had her face cut open by the belt buckle, blood streaming down her face.
"Get them!" Xu Er bellowed, and Tang Baiqing and two other men pounced on the young man's parents and wife without hesitation.
These men had been having a hard time lately. They had suffered losses of over ten million yuan in their recent shipment, and many of their associates had been arrested, suspended, or fired. They were already seeing red, and now they unleashed their fury on the young man's family members, beating them mercilessly.
The old man was quickly knocked unconscious, and the old lady was pinned down and trampled on by three people, her head grinding against the ground.
Throughout this ordeal, the young man had been begging for mercy, even reaching the point of total breakdown. He had been pleading to cooperate, but the others refused to stop, instead continuing to psychologically torture him.
After several minutes of continuous beating, the old man and old lady lay motionless on the ground, while the young man's wife lay under the bed, covered in blood and convulsing.
Tang Baiqing, his body drenched in sweat from the vigorous activity, looked at the woman on the ground with hatred in his eyes and spoke briefly, "Drag her to that room, I'll have some fun with her."
No one in the group intervened or tried to stop him, they simply followed his orders.
Gritting his teeth in a frenzy, Tang Baiqing kicked the young man's head repeatedly and shouted, "Are you ready to talk now? Do you know how much trouble I've been through because of you poor bastards? How many people have been implicated just because you wanted to make a quick buck? And you have the audacity to pretend to be tough? I wish I could tear you limb from limb!"
After finishing his tirade, Tang Baiqing still wasn't satisfied, and kicked the young man several more times before storming out of the room.
Not long after, screams and pleas for mercy could be heard coming from the adjacent room. Xu Er sat on the bed, a mysterious smile playing at the corners of his mouth, listening but remaining silent.
The young man lay on the ground, begging for mercy like a dog, but no one paid him any attention.
Whether one runs amok or eats a bowl of thunder, if you've accepted the task and the money that comes with it, then you should complete it according to the rules. If it's not your money, then you shouldn't touch it, otherwise you'll invite disaster.
However, while this principle may sound correct and simple, how many people in real life are willing to follow the rules?
Despite knowing that trafficking gold bars (drugs) can result in a death sentence and that gambling can lead to financial ruin, there are still some who are willing to take the risk.
How many people who risk their lives to earn money are not doing it for the sake of wealth and gain? Five hundred yuan might be manageable for most, but what about fifty thousand or five hundred thousand? Who can guarantee they won't waver?
The young man could earn at most ten to twenty thousand yuan for a job, but stealing a watch could bring in over a hundred thousand. His inability to resist temptation was both pitiful and unfortunate.
Fifteen minutes later, the young man stopped begging for mercy and knelt motionless on the ground.
"What's your name?" Finally, Xu Er asked.
"...Liang Feng." The young man replied with his head down.
"How many people do you work with?"
"About ten, it varies. The leader sets the formation every time."
"Who hired you?"
"...I think it's someone named Yu. The leader took the job and didn't give us any details."
"Very good." Xu Er grabbed his hair and said sternly, "From now on, I'll be here. You need to figure out a way to lead the others here."
In another room, Tang Baiqing put on his pants and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Finally, the anger he had been holding back dissipated a bit.
However, just as Tang Baiqing felt relieved, his phone suddenly rang.
"Hello, Yang?"
"What the hell is going on at your place? The guy you promised to keep in check has run away!"
"What?" Tang Baiqing was stunned.
