Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

An abandoned warehouse in the western suburbs.

Two thugs were guarding the door.

After the Chinese New Year, Jiangjing will be extremely cold, and no matter how much you wear, you can't withstand it.

The thugs had their hands almost sewn into their trouser pockets, their necks hunched and their eyes wide open, trotting back and forth on the gravel road.

The slightly warm breath had barely formed before it was blown away by the cold, moisture-laden wind from the forest, sticking to my face and making me feel even colder.

There was no other way, they could only shrink their necks tighter like turtles, hoping that they would grow as long as their collars, looking as cowardly as possible.

But once they hear a car horn in the distance, they will quickly put their hands on the hard object behind their waists, lower their bodies, and glance sharply towards the source of the sound.

Even if he was sure that the noise was caused by wild cats and dogs, he would not let down his guard immediately and would check again every ten seconds.

He is skilled in his movements and cunning in his heart, and is definitely not comparable to an ordinary petty thief.

At this time, the warehouse door was opened.

Every time the rusty iron gate moved, it made a harsh creaking sound, which was unpleasant to the ear but noticeable enough.

The two thugs at the door caught a glimpse of a piece of white clothing out of the corner of their eyes. Even though their faces were numb from the cold, they still forced themselves to smile and walked forward to greet the man in a flattering manner.

"Doctor Heaven, why did you come out? It's freezing outside. We're watching over here. We'll notify you the moment those two women show up!"

The man, respectfully called a doctor, was wearing gloves, a mask, and sunglasses, so no one could see what he looked like.

He had probably just come down from the operating table, still holding the scalpel in his right hand, and his toe-length white coat was covered in suspicious bits of flesh and blood.

With every step forward, there was a piece of soft tissue on the ground.

But he seemed unaware and continued counting with a slightly excited tone.

"Forty, thirty-nine, thirty-eight..."

The two thugs' puzzled eyes met in the air, and after tacitly commenting in their hearts that the person was a pervert, they tactfully shut their mouths.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

The further he counted, the more excited he became, and his tone of voice involuntarily rose, like a eunuch who had been physically castrated, stinging people's ears and hurting them.

"Three! Two..."

Before the last "one" fell, a car rushed out from the distant bend!

The thugs squinted their eyes and immediately became alert after seeing the driver clearly through the glass.

Come live.

The doctor suddenly lost his energy, like a child whose toy was taken away. He glared at the woman in the driver's seat, stormed back to the warehouse, and slammed the door loudly.

The people who were leisurely playing cards in the warehouse had long been accustomed to Heaven's unpredictable moods, and he never stopped throwing bombs.

They reluctantly ended the game only after their thugs dragged in today's protagonist.

"Brother Yang, the person you want is already here. Where is my husband?"

Faced with a warehouse full of burly men, Professor Hu was also scared, but he still stiffened his neck and asked for help.

Yang Dongchun stood at the front and finished the cigarette in his hand before he said slowly, "Why rush? He won't die anytime soon."

As he spoke, he raised his eyelids and looked outside the warehouse.

Hu Xinran had no time to dodge and was met by those cold eyes. She was so scared that she dared not move.

"Your daughter is quite pretty. I heard she can play the piano. Her fingers...tsk tsk tsk..."

He touched his chin and spoke bluntly, ignoring Professor Hu's ugly expression.

"My brothers have been very restless lately. Professor Hu, why don't we invite her in to put out some fire?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the younger brother beside him understood and rushed out to arrest the man with a lewd smile.

Professor Hu screamed and called Yang Dongchun a bastard, while reaching out to stop him.

But as a woman, she was no match for these eight-foot strong men. With just a wave of their hands, she was thrown to the ground, with a broken ankle, and she couldn't get up.

After a while, Hu Xinran was caught back in tattered clothes.

I had just been molested by a group of men, and I felt wronged and disgusted.

Now, seeing her mother lying at a man's feet with disheveled hair, begging him humbly to let her child go, Hu Xinran could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

She regretted it.

She shouldn't be so cowardly. If she had just picked up her phone and called the police, they wouldn't be here, let alone...

Her cries became more and more regretful, and Professor Hu immediately crawled back and hugged the child in his arms.

The group of younger brothers were not in a hurry and put their belts back on. They had plenty of time to do it anyway.

"Brother Yang, this was found in that woman's pocket. Do you think it's valuable?" A younger brother handed over the bracelet in a flattering manner.

Yang Dongchun took it, took a look at it, and then snorted.

"It can buy several lives. Do you think it's worth it?"

The younger brother was about to agree, but when the words reached his lips, he changed his mind and said, "That's not right. They have such valuable things, why are they still unwilling to repay the debt? We cut off one of her father's hands, but he still refused to give it to us..."

"That thing must be hers, so she can take it out."

He looked at Hu Xinran, saw that he looked away with a guilty look, and sneered.

He casually threw the bracelet back, "Here's a reward for you."

The younger brother felt like he had found a treasure, and hurriedly put the thing into his pocket amid the jealous eyes of those around him.

As soon as I put it in my pocket, I felt a vibration on my thigh, and a flickering light came through the gap.

He thought it was a cell phone and reached in again, but there was no message on the screen.

Although it was very strange, he didn't take it too seriously. He casually put the phone back in his pocket and tapped it through his belt to make sure the jade bracelet was still there. Only then did he feel relieved.

Yang Dongchun walked to Gong Huasui, squatted down, and saw that the man was breathing shallowly and showed no signs of waking up, so he asked the mother and daughter.

"How much powder did you give him? Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

After three seconds, there was no answer. The younger brother immediately grabbed Hu Xinran's collar, raised his hand, and slapped him hard in the face.

"Brother Yang is asking you a question, but you're speechless!"

When his daughter was beaten, Professor Hu reacted with anger, "What are you doing? Why are you hitting me..."

"Snapped--"

This group of desperadoes don't have that much patience. If they can't get an answer, they will fight.

Each of them picked up one and started beating him. The others were not idle either, kicking them a few times. They did whatever they wanted to make them uncomfortable, without any mercy at all.

Professor Hu has been respected all her life, and no one has ever dared to treat her like this. Her head was buzzing and she even forgot to resist.

It was not until Yang Dongchun said stop that the two of them were thrown back to the ground like dead dogs.

"Why are you asking for trouble? Or are my questions difficult to answer?"

Yang Dongchun looked around in feigned confusion, and his younger brothers cooperated by kicking the mother and daughter twice before he continued shouting.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a civilized person. How can I kill you?"

As he spoke, he politely took out a silk scarf from his pocket and wiped the blood from the corner of Hu Xinran's mouth.

"We used...half..." Hu Xinran swallowed the blood foam in her mouth and said quickly while he still had patience, "We used half."

Yang Dongchun nodded with satisfaction, but the smile on his lips gradually became ferocious. He wiped the blood and moved upwards. With lightning speed, he grabbed Hu Xinran's hair and dragged her to the innermost room of the warehouse.

The huge warehouse was filled with the girl's shrill cries. Professor Hu wanted to follow her, but he was held tightly and could not move at all.

"Don't touch her! She doesn't know anything! Please let her go, I beg you, I kowtow to you..."

She was angry and hateful, her lips trembling with fear, but she kowtowed without hesitation, over and over again, miserably.

But two hours ago, she ignored the side effects and fed all the medicine into Gong Huasui's mouth. She was extremely cold-blooded and ruthless, which was completely different from her current humble begging for mercy.

Yang Dongchun angrily threw the person onto the tattered mattress, turned his head to look at the crazy woman who was howling like ghosts and wolves, and roared.

"Are you all deaf? Don't you know how to shut your mouth?!"

"Yes...I'm sorry, Brother Yang, right away!"

The younger brothers quickly found a piece of rag and stuffed it directly into the woman's throat. This was not enough, so they wrapped it with tape three times.

The feeling of nausea at the bottom of her throat and the nausea from the foul smell came up at the same time. The woman's eyes turned red with discomfort, and soon her eyelids rolled up, showing signs of fainting.

Yang Dongchun lit another cigarette. The girl in the corner did not move from her position from beginning to end, and just watched her mother being abused.

Sure enough, the garbage dump only contains cheap people and trash.

He took out a packet of snow-white powder from his arms and threw it to the shivering girl.

"Eat it."

Hu Xinran wanted to refuse, but after experiencing the brutality of this group of people, she no longer chose to confront them head-on.

Just as she was thinking about how to throw away the bag of powder, Yang Dongchun spoke again.

"Don't try to be clever, otherwise, I don't mind feeding it myself."

Hu Xinran swallowed, closed his eyes, and pretended to swallow it in one gulp. In fact, most of the medicine powder was scattered behind him, and only a small half was swallowed.

Yang Dongchun saw all of this, his face full of mockery.

"He's quite life-saving...but he's just too stupid..."

He pushed himself up and said, "Play with her."

"No! Don't come over here! I'll call the police and you'll all go to jail!"

"Going to jail? We're least afraid of going to jail. To die under the peony flowers is to be a romantic ghost!"

"What are you talking about at this moment? Hurry up, I'm almost bloated!"

Hu Xinran looked at the dozen or so smelly men approaching in horror and retreated little by little.

But there was a broken tile wall behind her, and she had nowhere to escape.

“No…no…ahhhhh…”

Yang Dongchun was not in a good mood. He walked outside with a cigarette in his mouth. When he passed by the unconscious young master, he deliberately stopped for a moment.

The young man looked disheveled and covered in blood, but his skin and bones were still exquisite. Yang Dongchun licked his lips and felt his throat was dry for the first time.

Behind him, the excited moans and the eager rocking sounds competed to penetrate into his mind, stirring the string of lust.

"Young Master Gong, you look so delicious..."

I don’t know how delicious it tastes.