After the old man groped Yang Bei for a while, his expression became increasingly ugly.
"Damn it, you're so poor, you turn out to be a freeloader."
Finally, the old man couldn't help but curse, and Yang Bei took out his mobile phone, but there was nothing valuable.
Moreover, it is difficult to get rid of the mobile phone now, and it is of no use at all. In other words, Yang Bei is poorer than him.
"You're a poor guy, what are you pretending to be? You're just eating soft rice. Who hasn't eaten soft rice when you were young?" The old man looked at Yang Bei with disdain, thinking that when he was young, it was also a jade tree facing the wind.
Ren Ai said, "But you have a very special physique, and that old immortal should like it."
The old man was thoughtful for a while, then he took out a tattered sack from nowhere and put Yang Bei in it, then picked it up and left.
Yang Bei never expected that in a short period of time, he would make the same mistake again, and he would also be an old man.
When he regained consciousness, Yang Bei found himself lying on a wooden bed.
Perhaps because he had just woken up, his brain was groggy and he was very vague about what happened before.
"What the hell is this place?" He rubbed his eyes and tried to sit up.
This was a very dilapidated hut with dim lights, which made him feel like he had traveled to the previous world.
"Fuck, old man, where did you get me?"
After coming back to his senses, Yang Bei suddenly realized something. He was knocked unconscious by an old gangster. It is unknown what happened after that.
"What's the ghost's name?"
An old voice reached Yang Bei's ears. Following the sound, he saw that in front of the dilapidated table, the author, an old man, was reading in the dim light.
"What the hell, why is it you, old guy?" After seeing clearly, Yang Bei was suddenly shocked. The person sitting at the table was the old man who had tricked him before.
"Why can't it be me? I told you that you can't escape my grasp. But unfortunately, the reward is gone. Otherwise, I could have taken you to get 10 million." The old man sighed,
Put down the book in your hand.
"You are so old, you are reading this kind of book, how shameless!" Yang Bei was startled. What the old man was reading was a banned book. The light was so dim, but he was not afraid of blinding his eyes. It was indeed enough.
Hardworking.
"Young man with a yellow mouth, there is a beauty like jade in the book, and there is a house of gold in the book. You have to live to learn the old ways, and knowledge is power. What's wrong with my reading, old man?" the old man said dissatisfied.
"Is that a serious book you are reading? I'm embarrassed to point it out to you." Yang Bei looked contemptuous.
"Why is it not a serious book? The ban on this book has been lifted a long time ago. This is a cultural treasure of our country for five thousand years. It is art. What do you know? You are uneducated." The old man said lightly.
"I don't care, you are just secretly reading banned books."
"What do you mean by secretly? I'm looking at it openly." The old man shook his head and said, "People with dirty hearts see everything dirty."
"Your book has been thoroughly read, and you tell me that you are appreciating art?" Yang Bei became more and more disdainful. He just read it, but he still didn't admit it.
"Nonsense, since it is a cultural treasure, it is worth watching again and again. Even though I am old now, my thirst for knowledge has not diminished at all." The old man said proudly, how many people can calm down and enjoy a movie like him these days?
What a literary masterpiece.
"Yes, yes, everything you said is right. I'm too lazy to argue with you anymore. You can continue to appreciate your literary masterpiece. Goodbye." Yang Bei nodded, got up and walked out.
"Stop, who told you to leave!" The old man stopped Yang Bei and shouted in a low voice.
"It's a joke. My legs are on me. I can leave whenever I want. Why, you still want to illegally detain me?" Yang Bei sneered. The situation was already obvious. The two old people were in the same group. If he stayed here,
, maybe there will be some danger.
"I'm sorry, someone has already bought you to me, and now you are my private property." The old man said.
"What, who has this right?" Yang Bei was stunned.
"That's not important. What's important is that you can't go anywhere without my consent." The old man said.
"Crazy." Yang Bei waved his hand, human trafficking is illegal.
"Where to go!" The old man's face darkened, and he appeared in front of Yang Bei with a movement of his body.
"So fast." Yang Bei was startled and subconsciously stepped aside.
But it was already too late, the old man had already quickly grabbed his wrist.
In an instant, his strength seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and he could not move at all.
"Boy, I have locked your life now. I advise you not to move around, otherwise you will have to live with a wheelchair for the rest of your life." The old man smiled sinisterly. If he didn't have some means, how could he possibly do it?
Just let Yang Bei lie on the bed.
"What's the Ming Gate? You've watched too many movies," Yang Bei said disdainfully, while trying his best to break free. He had never heard of any Ming Gate on his wrist.
However, a sharp pain instantly swept through his body, making him unable to move at all.
"How about it, old man, I'm not lying to you. Movies come from life, and many things can be traced."
"Old gangster, what on earth do you want to do?" Yang Bei said with an ugly expression.
"Didn't I say that you are my personal property now? You can't go anywhere without my permission."
"That's right if you say so. What evidence do you have?" Yang Bei sneered. In what age are you still doing this slave-owner thing?
"It's clearly written in black and white, and there's your fingerprint on it." The old man directly handed a piece of waste paper he picked up from nowhere to Yang Bei's face, almost smudging Yang Bei's face.
"A deed of betrayal?" Yang Bei took a closer look and saw that it was indeed a deed of betrayal. There were also fingerprints on it, but he couldn't tell who it belonged to. "Who pressed this, it's definitely not me."
"You're being a rogue, aren't you? I pressed it for you when you were unconscious. Don't get me wrong, of course it was with your hands." The old man said.
"Can this still help? Anyway, I don't admit it. This has no legal effect at all." Yang Bei said.
"Don't do this to me. I only know that I spent a lot of money to get you, and I spent a lot of effort to wake you up, otherwise you would be a corpse now," the old man said.
.
"Tch, I don't believe it. You guys are in the same group." Yang Bie is not that stupid. He will not fall for such a simple trick.
"Young man, are you going to force me to tie you up?" the old man said sinisterly.
"Old gangster, do you know who I am? How dare you tie me up? Believe it or not, someone will come and kill you as soon as I call you." Yang Bei said with an ugly face. He now has someone behind him.
If nothing else, Ye Fan would definitely come to save him.