Farewell to Cheng Yunlong, Zhao Yuan walked out of the Antique Street. As soon as he reached the intersection, a taxi drove over and stopped in front of him. In the back seat, a man pushed the door and got out of the car, looked at Zhao Yuan, smiled, and walked towards the Antique Street.

"It's a coincidence. Just as I was about to take a taxi, a car stopped in front of me." Zhao Yuan did not doubt that he had him, so he opened the car door and sat in.

"Where do you go?" the taxi driver asked, smiling at him.

"Xihua Medical University." Zhao Yuan reported his destination.

"Haolah." The taxi driver responded and started the car.

More than ten minutes later, the scenery outside the window became more and more desolate. Zhao Yuan frowned. The road was wrong. It didn’t look like he was going back to Xihua Medical University, but it was like he was driving out of the city.

He didn't think much about it, just thought it was the taxi master who took a detour, so he asked, "Master, are you taking the wrong path?"

"Haha, you're not going wrong, you'll be here soon." The taxi master said without looking back, stepped on the accelerator, and the speed instantly reached the extreme. After turning a corner, he rushed into a scrap purchase station on the side of the road.

The two people guarding the door immediately locked the large iron door and hung some woven bags on the door to block their view. Even if someone passes by outside by chance, it is difficult to see the situation inside.

The taxi stopped creakingly, and before Zhao Yuan could ask, the door was pulled open from outside. Several people holding machetes and steel pipes and other weapons surrounded the taxi and stared at Zhao Yuan with a fierce look.

"Get out!" A man with a shaved head and a fat face raised the machete in his hand and pointed it at Zhao Yuan, shouting loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man with long faces walked out of the iron house next to him. The man strode to the bald man and scolded: "Daozi, why did you talk to the guests? Master Zhao, this distinguished guest we invited, it depends on him whether you can get rich. You have to be polite and don't scare people!"

Daozi lowered his head and said nothing. It seemed that this middle-aged man with long face was the leader of these illegal people.

After teaching his subordinates a lesson, the middle-aged man with a long face turned around and smiled at Zhao Yuan who was still sitting in the car, saying, "Please get off the car, Master Zhao, don't worry, as long as you cooperate, we will never hurt you."

"It's you!"

Zhao Yuan recognized the middle-aged man with a long face, the person who got off at the intersection of Antique Street.

He suddenly realized that from the beginning, this matter was in the trap he came to! The other party called him Master Zhao, obviously he was inquiring from the antique street. When he heard that he had solved the problem of Baoyu and sold it for millions, he had evil thoughts and wanted to play kidnapping and robbery!

As for the other party choosing himself as the target instead of Cheng Yunlong, Boss Cao and others, it is not difficult to understand. Although those bosses are valuable, they don’t have much working capital, most of them are antiques and jade. Moreover, when they travel, they have drivers, secretary or even bodyguards, so it is difficult to start. They are alone and have no car, which is simply the best target of kidnapping and extortion!

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man with a long face, but it quickly covered it up and said with a smile: "Haha, Master Zhao has a good memory. He just met me when he got off the bus and actually remembered me. Okay, don't stay in the bus, hurry up, otherwise my brothers will be harsh to you."

Zhao Yuan cooperated very well and got out of the car obediently. He glanced at the people around the taxi and found that the master who had just driven the car, and now he also raised a steel pipe and stared at him. He shook his head and sighed: "I originally thought I was just a detour, but I didn't expect that I was kidnapped and robbed. This is the first time I have encountered this."

The middle-aged man with long face frowned.

In his opinion, Zhao Yuan's performance was too calm. Before that, he had expected that Zhao Yuan would be scared and shouted, cried and made a fuss, or even peed his pants, but he did not expect that Zhao Yuan would be so calm. It seemed that what he had encountered was not kidnapping and robbery, but was invited to his home as a guest!

Zhao Yuan's almost strange calming behavior made the middle-aged man with long face feel a little worried. However, things have reached this point, and he cannot stop and can only continue.

"This is the first time I have seen a person like Master Zhao who is kidnapped and calm when he is kidnapped." said the middle-aged man with a long face.

"Listen to this, you have done a lot of kidnapping and robbery?" Zhao Yuan asked.

The middle-aged man with long face smiled and did not answer this question. Instead, he turned his face and threatened: "Don't talk nonsense. Master Zhao, brothers, please come here just to make money and not for anything else. As long as you hand over the bank card and password, when we withdraw the money, you will naturally let you go. But if you refuse to cooperate, I can only open a few holes in you and put some blood on you."

"As long as I hand over my bank card and password, you will let me go?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"That's right!" the middle-aged man with long face nodded, "I promise you!"

Zhao Yuan smiled, shook his head, and sarcastically said, "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? You can believe such lies? I see your appearance, it would be strange if you are willing to let me go! I guess I will be torn to my ticket when you get the money, right?"

The lie was seen through, which made the middle-aged man with long face angry and snorted coldly: "Since you don't want to eat the punishment for the wine, don't blame me for being rude. Daozi, cut his finger down to see if he can still be so eloquent!"

After throwing these words, the middle-aged man with a long face turned around and walked towards the iron house, trying to drink a bottle of wine to calm down.

"Okay Brother Hong!" Dao Zai responded grimly, winked at his companions around him. They immediately rushed up and held Zhao Yuan down, pressing his hand on the roof of the taxi.

"Boy, if you don't want your fingers to be cut a few more, don't move around!" Dao Zai smiled wickedly, waved the machete and cut it down quickly at Zhao Yuan's hand.

"ah--"

A shrill scream rang out, and the birds on the nearby trees were flew in scattered.

"If you cooperate, you don't listen and you insist on showing off your heroes. Do you regret it now?" Brother Hong, a middle-aged man with a long face, had already entered the iron house and took a bottle of beer in his hand. Just as he was about to go out to see Zhao Yuan's miserable situation, he suddenly heard the little brother under his command roaring.

"Damn, what the hell did you do?"

"Damn, the third brother of the blazing family was cut, save him quickly!"

"Dare to fight with us? I want to kill this kid!"

"Don't kill him, we have to get money from him, and we will unload him with one hand first!"

There was a mess outside, which made Brother Hong very confused.
Chapter completed!