"No, you premeditated!" the mustache puffed on his cigarette.

"Yes, I have two identities, one identity has been discovered by you, and the other identity is to threaten Li Jiahao and ask Li Jiahao the identity of the money, otherwise why would I use two mobile phones?" I asked.

"I'm going to be mom, don't think you're smart, you're in our hands now, we can kill you in minutes!"

My face was already bruised and swollen, but now I was slapped in the mouth, and I screamed in unbearable pain.

"Eight fingers, don't fight, we still expect this kid to get the money!" Huang Mao hurriedly said.

"Now it is estimated that Brother Yao is waiting for our news, and I will call Brother Yao immediately. The mustache gave me a cold look, he picked up his phone and walked out of the house.

There was some noise outside, and the mustache kept everyone quiet, connecting with something.

Time passed slowly, and as the mustache walked into the room, the men in the white coats also walked in.

"Y-What are you doing?" I said, surprised.

"There is also a way, if you can help us get five million, I will definitely not kill you, but you are a dead man in front of Li Jiahao, I hope you can cooperate!"

"Cooperation?" I looked at the mustache in surprise.

"Hurry up, you can't hang yourself for more than a minute, or you'll really die!" said the old woman.

"Got it!" the mustache grinned, and helped me untie it.

It didn't take a few minutes for me to finally be able to move, but my feet were so numb that I couldn't walk, and it took me to the back mountain and came to a big shame tree.

The place was deserted, and the men in the white coats were the first to leave, as if some kind of agreement had been reached, while the old man and the old woman remained.

Little Yellow Fur tied a rope to the tree, and then motioned for me to climb up and hang myself.

"You—don't lie to me. "I was trembling.

"Boy, if I really want to kill you, I won't let them go, this rope is tied in a slipknot, you hang motionless, I'll take a picture, and then you fall to the ground and pretend to be dead, I'll just take another picture. The mustache smiled lightly.

Hearing the mustache's words, I looked at the yellow hair on the side in disbelief, the dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light, obviously I didn't do it, he would strike.

I stepped on a chair, and as soon as I put my head on the rope, the yellow fur kicked the chair off.

"Ahh

"Hahahaha, hahahaha!"

"Oops, you people are too cruel!"

I vaguely heard the voices of the mustache and the old woman, and then I fell to the ground with a 'poof'.

Yes!

I screamed, my ankle ached, and I knew my foot was broken.

"Don't play dead yet!" the mustache kicked me.

I did it humiliatingly, knowing that if I didn't, then I wouldn't be able to hide from the world or live, and I finally understood what it meant to endure humiliation and steal my life.

Just a few minutes later, the mustache stuffed the old woman and the old man with a few hundred dollars, and then escorted me into the van.

"Y-What do you want now?" I sat nervously in the passenger seat.

"Of course, I'll meet with Brother Yao. The mustache started the car and drove out in the direction of the outside of the village, and the yellow hair obviously sent the video of my suicide to Brother Yao, so that Brother Yao could get the 500,000 yuan.

"Y-When did you release me?" I asked hurriedly.