Four men, some were on their knees howling in pain, some were curled up trembling, all in a pathetic state.
Yang Cheng quickly took out a bundle of rope from the storage space, something he had casually put in earlier, never imagining it would come in handy today.
He deftly tied up the four people, making the knots tight and secure, even adding a dead knot.
"Get up!"
Feng Jiuge kicked the people on the ground, speaking coldly, "Kneel properly!"
The four struggled to get up, kneeling side by side on the ground, heads lowered, not daring to look at the two, knowing full well they had encountered tough opponents today.
Yang Cheng and Feng Jiuge sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at these four uninvited guests, their gazes frighteningly cold.
"Speak, who sent you?"
Yang Cheng spoke, his voice not loud but with an irresistible oppressive feel.
The short fat man raised his head, his face still bruised, blood at the corner of his mouth, eyes filled with terror.
