Siheyuan: How dare I mess with a man who is an expert in men's health?

Daqiang saw that Yi Zhonghai understood the situation, nodded and continued:

"The target information you gave us is completely nonsense. We are now injured and almost disabled. Is it too much to ask you to pay a hundred dollars?"

Yi Zhonghai was a little confused. He squinted his eyes and looked at them. Then he saw in the dim light that both of them seemed to have injuries on their faces.

He asked, "What information did I get wrong? Were all of you injured on the face by Cao Anping?"

Daqiang snorted coldly and said through gritted teeth: "If you want to know where the information is wrong, that's the result of our investigation that we want to give you, and you have to pay for it separately.

The injuries on our faces are minor. Didn't you notice that we only used one hand to grab you? We both lost one hand and are now half disabled."

He didn't mention anything about his private parts, nor did he ask for an exorbitant amount of money. He came to block Yi Zhonghai just to extort money from him.

Yi Zhonghai became more and more confused. Could it be that Cao Anping discovered that two people were investigating him, and then directly hired someone to kill these two idiots?

He now really wants to know the results of the investigation. Maybe he can really buy information to deal with Cao Anping.

Anyway, I was under someone else's control and didn't have a penny on me. I didn't feel itchy if I had too many lice, so I agreed directly:

"I agreed. After such a serious injury, one hundred dollars is not too much. Tell me the results of the investigation. Before, I said fifty dollars for each result. You can't raise the price any more."

Daqiang sighed and said, "Yi Zhonghai, you are indeed a level 7 fitter. It seems that you are very wealthy. But don't worry. We brothers only take the money we deserve. The price for the investigation is still fifty."

Yi Zhonghai felt contempt in his heart, 'They've kidnapped people, and they're still talking as if they're following the rules. They're really hypocritical.' However, he didn't dare to show it, as the situation was stronger than him.

Daqiang continued with some fear: "You really messed with the wrong person. Doctor Cao is not an ordinary person at all.

He is a hermit master. Not to mention the two of us brothers, even if there are ten martial artists, I'm afraid we can't get close to him.

And the most important thing is that he doesn't have to do it himself. He has his subordinates who appear and disappear like ghosts, so we were defeated inexplicably.

Think about it again, he is so young and yet he can be awarded the national advanced title, he must be from some secret department.

Tell me, have you done us a disservice?"

Yi Zhonghai was in turmoil and instinctively didn't believe it, thinking that the two were just making excuses because they had done a poor job.

But thinking about the miserable condition of the two, it should be true that at least Cao Anping was not an ordinary person.

He asked tentatively: "People in secret departments shouldn't be so high-profile in being evaluated as advanced, right? Do you think he is a spy?"

Daqiang slapped Yi Zhonghai in the face again and cursed:

"Your mother's spy, do you have evidence?

Don't even think about reporting blindly. If you involve us, I will fight you to the death.

No matter who he is, we don't want to get involved.

We two brothers don't want to mess with such a fierce man. You compensate us for our losses and we will consider ourselves unlucky."

Yi Zhonghai tried hard to suppress the burning pain on his face and the humiliation in his heart. He originally wanted to test the waters by asking the two brothers to report Cao Anping, but he didn't expect such a big reaction. It seemed that these two men were really badly dealt with.

Then the result they said was very likely to be true, so he asked: "This information is indeed valuable, I accept the fifty dollars, do you have any other information?"

Daqiang pondered for a moment. At the beginning, he did intend to make up a few more pieces of news and blackmail Yi Zhonghai for more money.

But they were also afraid that their lies would backfire. If Yi Zhonghai used fake news to deal with Cao Anping, or reported him directly, they would probably be held accountable in the end.

So he replied, "There's nothing else. Compensation plus the money for the information is two hundred in total. Give me the money."

Yi Zhonghai said helplessly: "I will definitely admit the two hundred yuan, but you may not know that more than two thousand yuan was stolen from my house a few days ago, and now I am in debt.

This matter is very easy to find out, and I would never dare to lie to you.

My salary is not bad. Can I pay you back in installments? Three months at most."

When Daqiang heard this, his heart skipped a beat, because he had deeply experienced Cao Anping's abilities.

Yi Zhonghai had just offended someone and his money was stolen. It seems that Dr. Cao is a vengeful person and should not be provoked.

But fortunately, he no longer has any thoughts of revenge. He now just wants to recover his health and make some money.

Daqiang slapped him again and cursed, "Stop pretending to be pitiful. It's impossible for a level 7 worker like you to have so little money. Even if you don't have it, go and borrow it from me."

Yi Zhonghai felt a fishy-sweet taste in his mouth, perhaps his mouth was lacerated, so he quickly agreed:

"Okay, okay, stop fighting. I'll go borrow it and give it to you tomorrow."

Daqiang didn't care whether Yi Zhonghai was perfunctory or not. He took out a flashlight covered with a cloth and turned it on. He also took out two pieces of paper, a pen and a box of ink that he had prepared long ago, and said:

"This is an IOU. Write it down yourself. You owe Zhu Daqiang two hundred dollars. Return it within three days.

Xiaoqiang, let him go first.

Yi Zhonghai, don't think about using different handwriting. We don't care about those little tricks. We don't just rely on an IOU to collect money."

Zhu Xiaoqiang chuckled, retracted the dagger, grabbed Yi Zhonghai's clothes with one hand, and pulled Yi Zhonghai to the wall like a chicken.

Yi Zhonghai breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the blade on his neck leave, but he didn't dare to have any bad thoughts. After all, his legs were still tied, and he couldn't afford to anger these two men.

Yi Zhonghai was once again shocked by the strength of this big fool. He could only take the paper and pen, and under the dim light of the flashlight, he honestly wrote an IOU for two hundred yuan and put his fingerprint on it.

Zhu Daqiang looked at the IOU carefully, put it away with satisfaction, and then handed Yi Zhonghai a piece of paper and said:

"Write another one, saying that you hired someone to investigate Cao Anping and wanted to take revenge on him. Write something serious, like breaking his legs or hiring someone to kill him."

Yi Zhonghai was shocked. How could this thing be written randomly? He begged:

"I have already written the IOU. I will borrow money to compensate you tomorrow. Do I not need to write this?"

Zhu Daqiang sneered and replied: "Doesn't this show that we are all in the same boat? Don't worry, as long as you give me the money, I will return it to you."

Yi Zhonghai was still unwilling. If this thing was exposed, even if he didn't get shot, he would be sentenced to at least ten years in prison.