The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

Yan Mingda clenched his fists and hesitated for a long time, then nodded and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, I promise you, I will find a way to get you and your son out, and you must keep your promise and tell me the whereabouts of my sister."

"This is natural." An Zisong said excitedly.

After hearing this, Jiujiu could no longer stand by and watch. She wanted to go in and question Yan Mingda why he made such a choice.

Does he understand how many innocent people will suffer if these two evildoers are released?

As for his sister, they can think of other ways to save her, or interrogate the father and son. There is no need to be threatened by them!

The father and son were in their hands, and they had plenty of ways to interrogate them.

Why are you being held hostage by the criminals?

This Yan Mingda is so impulsive.

Seeing that Jiujiu was about to break in again, Dijiang stopped Jiujiu once again, and even pulled Jiujiu back several steps, hiding behind a thick tree in the distance, and continued to watch.

"Brother Dijiang, why are you still stopping me?"

"Do you know what time it is?"

Jiujiu puffed up his cheeks as he spoke.

"... Let's wait and see." Di Jiang felt uneasy, powerless, and disappointed. He also wanted to rush forward and question Yan Mingda.

However, Dijiang still wanted to give Yan Mingda a chance and wait and see.

See that last moment.

It is inevitable that people make wrong decisions under impulse, but what happens after the impulse? If you still stick to the wrong decision, it is unforgivable.

"I'll go find the keys right away!"

"Just wait."

After Yan Mingda finished speaking to the father and son, he walked out of the house.

Because he was too anxious, too panicked, and too worried about his sister, he didn't look carefully at the threshold under his feet when he went out. He tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground, hitting his nose.

His nose was bleeding, and he wiped it with his sleeve. His white sleeve was stained with blood and became dirty.

He has always been a clean person, but he didn't care at this moment and continued walking forward.

Because he walked too fast, he stepped on his robe and fell down again. His knee hit the sharp stone and was broken. The wound was quite big. He couldn't stand up for a while, and the severe pain rushed to his head...

He finally regained some sanity.

He sat on the ground, looking at the blood on his knees, and asked himself blankly: "What am I doing? What am I doing?"

"Do I really want to save my sister at the cost of everyone's life?"

"Once that vicious father and son are released, they will definitely kill many innocent people in order to make a comeback. Many innocent people will definitely die."

"Do I really want to ignore the people just to save my sister?"

"Have I lived up to the solemn oath I made to 'dedicate my life to the people'?"

Yan Mingda was extremely conflicted and in great pain. He ignored the injury on his knee, knelt on the ground, looked up at the sky, and cried helplessly.

After crying for the end, he shook his head, stood up and went back to the iron cage. He looked at the father and son who thought they had completely controlled him, and finally made the final decision.

"You are delusional."

"What delusion?" An Zisong frowned?

"You are dreaming of coming out." Yan Mingda clenched his fist and said firmly: "You just stay in there and wait to enter the city tomorrow to accept the judgment of His Majesty and the anger of the people."

"..." An Zisong didn't expect Yan Mingda to suddenly change his mind.

He reluctantly reminded again, "Yan Mingda, don't you care about your sister's life or death?"

Yan Mingda didn't answer, his face expressionless, and it seemed that he really didn't care.

In fact, Yan Mingda's fists hidden in his sleeves were shaking uncontrollably.

An Zisong continued to question, "Do you want your sister to die? Huh? If you don't save her, she might die."

"If we die, she will die for sure."

An Shigeng agreed, "Yes, do you want her to die? Isn't she your biological sister?"

Yan Mingda certainly didn't want his sister to die.

He no longer has parents, and his sister is his only relative and bond.

How could he bear to see anything happen to his sister?

However, Yan Mingda understood better the importance of eliminating disasters.

Yan Mingda closed his eyes and said fearlessly: "If my sister dies, at worst, I won't live either."

"I have nothing to fear now."

"..."

An Zisong and An Shigeng were frightened by Yan Mingda's words.

"You don't even care about your own sister's life or death?"

"Mad, mad, you are a madman."

An Zisong commented.

An Shigeng saw no hope of escaping, so he covered his face with his hands and sobbed, his voice full of struggle and powerlessness.

"It looks like we can't get out."

"We're dead."

“No one is willing to help us.”

After Yan Mingda returned to the house, Jiujiu and Dijiang moved a little closer, so they heard what the people inside said.

Dijiang smiled and looked at Jiujiu, "Wait a minute, right?"

Jiujiu nodded heavily, with a hint of excitement between her eyebrows, "That's right. Yan Mingda did not disappoint Brother Dijiang's trust. Brother Dijiang will probably use him in a more important position in the future, right?"

Dijiang nodded, "Yeah."

"As for Yan Mingda's sister..." This is a problem, and Di Jiang can't help but worry.

"Leave it to me." Jiujiu patted his chest and said, "I will definitely find out where the father and son have imprisoned the person, and I will definitely help Yan Mingda rescue his sister."

Seeing Jiujiu so confident, Dijiang smiled dotingly and said, "Okay, it's up to Jiujiu."

"I believe our Jiujiu will be able to interrogate him."

Dijiang has unconditional trust in Jiujiu.

A girl who trusts him can always bring him surprises.

After Yan Mingda finished talking to the father and son in the house, he was not satisfied and found a stick. He stood in front of the iron cage and started poking the father and son in the cage without any reason.

"Let you threaten me."

"Let you threaten me."

"I'll stab you to death."

Yan Mingda kept poking people.

On the other side, Chu Yang came over.

After Chu Yang was punished with fifty military sticks, he lay in bed for many days, unable to get out of bed, and he ate, drank, defecated and urinated in bed.

Today, he was finally able to get out of bed, and he hurried over to see Miss Yan, whom he hadn't seen for many days.

However, as soon as he arrived in front of the house, he saw his Miss Yan poking people and changing her clothes.

Today, Miss Yan was wearing a white robe and her hair was tied up in a high ponytail. She looked very heroic and manly.

Chu Yang was so excited that he didn't even notice Jiu Jiu and Di Jiang who were not far away.

He shouted at the people in the room in a state of distress: "... Miss Yan, why do you want to dress like a man? Why don't you wear red clothes?"