Yang Pingfan hurriedly pulled him away, "If you continue to fight, everyone will be dead, it will be worthless, it seems that you are still relatively Weiguangzheng, this black thing will not be done, let me come." ”

Pull Mr. Sell back to the sofa, Mr. Sell has been beaten to the point that his nose is blue and his face is swollen and the corners of his mouth are bleeding, Yang Pingfan took a towel to help Mr. Sell wipe it, and then lit a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, "Mr. Sell, be considerate, my brother and son have lost it, and I am anxious." ”

Mr. Sell took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes and said, "Brother, I really don't know, if I knew that I would have said it a long time ago, why would I be beaten?" I know that it is really not authentic to do this, but I am not a helper, how can I know the work of other colleagues?"

"Then your life is probably hanging in the balance. ”

Yang Pingfan smiled, re-gagged his mouth, and asked Wu Qifeng to go out to buy a stapler and nails, and cook in the kitchen by himself.

Wu Qifeng handed over the things he bought to Yang Pingfan, Yang Pingfan loaded the nails, pasted the stapler on the face of the general seller with his backhand, pressed it hard, and stapled the staple into the face of the general manager with two "clicks".

Mr. Selling was sweating profusely, screaming in pain, his face was pale, and the muscles on his face kept trembling, even Wu Qifeng was startled, who did Brother Yang learn from?

Yang Pingfan still smiled, "Sell the boss, don't blame the brother for being ruthless, we have no other way to this child, we can only focus on you, as long as the child can't find it for a day, I will order two staples on your face, order four if you can't find it in two days, and order eight if you can't find it in three days, and double it." ”

Mr. Sell heard tears coming out of his eyes, knowing that this kind of person who has lost hope is not easy to offend, he didn't dare to be stubborn anymore, and nodded desperately, Yang Pingfan motioned to Wu Qifeng to tear off the rag, and Mr. Sell hissed and gasped, and hurriedly said that he would do his best not to hurt the harmony, but he couldn't be 100% guaranteed to find it.

"Can you help?"

The general manager nodded like a chicken pecking rice, Yang Pingfan smiled, asked Wu Qifeng to take out his mobile phone, showed him the surveillance video of the child being abducted, and showed him a photo of a middle-aged woman surnamed Fan and Xiaohan, and asked him if he knew him.

Mr. Sell said that he hadn't seen it, but he could help inquire, Wu Qifeng relaxed a little, and Yang Pingfan asked again: "It's the third day that the child has been lost, if you look for it now, what is the possibility of finding it back?"

If there was already a buyer before, the child must have sold it now, and if there was no buyer, the child should have been raised temporarily, and then sold when there was a buyer.

Yang Pingfan asked them how many people there were in this gang and whether they still had dealings with other gangs.

The seller always nodded, because sometimes there was no "goods" in hand, and the buyers were in a hurry to buy children, so they could only "transfer goods" with others, and several gangs in a region would definitely contact each other.

There were also two gangs "cooperating" with him, each with about seven or eight people, but he only had contact with the gang leader, and he was not familiar with the people below.

Yang Pingfan thought for a while, and flipped through the mobile phone of the general seller, "This is easy to do, you call them and ask them to help find it together." ”

The seller agreed repeatedly, and while Wu Qifeng turned out 30,000 yuan in cash in the seller's handbag, he took out 20,000 yuan and put it in his bag.

"Your little brother took me a deposit of 20,000 yuan, and I deducted it from you. ”

After putting the money away, Yang Pingfan took out his mobile phone, went into the kitchen to find a rusty knife, came out to straighten the seller, and let him sit on the sofa.

"The next words, I'll just say it again, you have to remember, if you can't remember, or can't do it, I'll stab you to death and make your family wait to collect the body. ”

Mr. Sell was obviously frightened by this, and his eyes widened.

Yang Pingfan put the knife on the neck of the general seller, the green tendons in his hands bulged, and he said: "Call your two gang leaders, just say that there is a rich businessman's child who has been lost, not bad money, and now send a reward to find the child, and whoever finds it will give them 5 million." ”

But looking at the cruel eyes of the two people in front of him, he knew that he had encountered a hard character who was not easy to mess with, so he had to nod and agree, so Yang Pingfan took the mobile phone and let him talk to the two leaders on the phone.

When the two leaders heard that the child was worth 5 million, they kept smacking on the other end of the phone, saying that the children of rich families were still worth it.

Sell always let them take this matter to heart and deal with it according to the expedited order.

hung up the phone, Wu Qifeng was still not at ease, and asked the seller to call all the people below him and ask them to help find it together.

After some of them answered the phone, they smiled perfunctorily, saying that they would help after finishing the things at hand, and the sales manager saw that Wu Qifeng's face changed next to him, and immediately scolded his mother on the phone, "Now stop all the things at hand for Lao Tzu, and find this child first." ”

After the phone call, Yang Pingfan stuffed a rag in the mouth of the sales president, in order to let the sales manager feel at ease to do things for him, he solemnly promised the sales president: "Don't be afraid, as long as the child is found, I will definitely leave you a dog alive, seeing that you are very cooperative just now, this stapler can stop for a while." ”

On the first day after the phone call, there was no news, Wu Qifeng couldn't sit still, looking at the evil seller in front of him, he was angry, he immediately forgot his previous promise, and beat the seller again, fortunately Yang Pingfan, who heard the movement, pulled away, and the seller saved his dog's life.

The three of them waited like this for a few days, except for going out to buy staples and instant noodles once, the two of them did not leave the sales station, during which the sales phone rang several times, but the child was never found.

The child has no news, and he naturally has no good life, his face was ordered with several rows of staples, and he really couldn't order it later, Yang Pingfan began to order on his arms and thighs, and he was tortured to the point that life was worse than death, and he contacted all the relationships he could think of to help find someone, just asking the two killing gods to start with a light.

On the 8th day, Yang Pingfan looked at the thighs of the sales manager who had booked a full staple, and was worried about where to book, when the phone rang, Wu Qifeng asked the sales manager to be quiet, and answered the phone on hands-free.

As soon as the phone was connected, it was said that the child had found it, and it had not been sold, and the person was still in the south, exactly like in the photo.

Wu Qifeng and Mr. Sell shed tears at the same time, and Mr. Sell said, "Hurry up...... Send a picture of your child to see. ”

After a while, the photo was sent, and Wu Qifeng saw that it was his son Xiaohan in the photo, who just changed his clothes and had messy hair.

Wu Qifeng saw hope and explained to the general manager: "It's this person, you call back to that side, let them bring the child over first, if the other party doesn't agree, you can give the other party a deposit of 200,000 yuan first." ”

After the phone was connected, Mr. Sell asked the other party to send the child over first, but the other party disagreed, for fear that Mr. Sell would run away with the child, and go to the rich merchant to receive the bounty.

The seller and the trafficker argued for a long time before pretending to be in pain and saying that they could pay a deposit of 200,000 yuan in advance, and the other party agreed.

After agreeing on the meeting place, the other party sent an account to the seller, saying that he would bring the child over after receiving the deposit, and then pay the money with one hand and the other hand, and then hung up the phone.

Wu Qifeng looked at Yang Pingfan, "The other party wants to transfer money online, and we are taking cash, what should we do?"

Yang Pingfan was filling the needle into the stapler, and asked the sales manager with a smile when he heard this: "How much money do you have?"

Mr. Sell was stunned, he said in a trembling voice: "What? What does it have to do with me, you have to pay for the 200,000 yuan yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Pingfan stapled the staple on the leg of the seller with two "clicks", which made the seller scold his mother in pain with a few sudden clicks.

Yang Pingfan took off the stapler and said slowly: "Lao Tzu doesn't have time to talk to you about this, you have WeChat and Alipay on your mobile phone, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and transfer 200,000 yuan to him, if you want money, you still have to choose yourself." ”

The seller had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky, scolded and told Yang Pingfan the password, and then said that he was kind enough to help him, and now he has to post 200,000 yuan upside down.

200,000 turned around, and after a while, the other party called and said that the place of meeting was in another county, more than 300 kilometers away.

After confirming the address again and again, the two began to pack their things, Yang Pingfan took the mobile phone of the seller, and tightened the rope that tied him before leaving, and said a little embarrassedly: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, and when I get the child, let the police come and pick you up." ”

Mr. Sell was so angry that he snorted in his mouth, his face was red and his eyes were red, Wu Qifeng looked at him a little unconvinced, picked up the stick and said Then I will hit you a few more times, and there are a few sticks on the head of Mr. Sell.

At this time, the sales manager completely shut up, collapsed on the sofa and trembled, and didn't dare to say anything.

After going out, Yang Pingfan and Wu Qifeng got on a long-distance bus, and when they arrived at the agreed county seat, it was already evening, and Yang Pingfan said to Wu Qifeng: "Tomorrow, I will go up to the joint first, and when I see the child, we will do it." ”

Wu Qifeng nodded, tossing and turning at night, Xiaohan's smiling face was in his mind, and he had insomnia.

The next day, the two of them carried two large bags with a pile of old books pretending to be banknotes, which looked bulging, called a Didi, and sent the two to the place where they met.

It was an abandoned sand and gravel factory near the national highway, Yang Pingfan stood at the intersection with the mobile phone of the general seller, and waited for almost 2 hours before he saw a van driving far away.

The car was parked next to it, but no one got out.

At this moment, the mobile phone held by Yang Pingfan rang, he picked up the phone, and deliberately said loudly: "I saw you, hurry up, the money is brought, and the seller urges me to take people back." ”

The people in the car saw the two people with bulging backpacks in their hands, and after confirming that they were the salesman's subordinates, the van was opened, the driver did not get out of the car, and the two thin men came over and asked, "Did you bring the money?"

Wu Qifeng glanced at the van and found that the driver was very vigilant, holding the steering wheel tightly, the engine was not turned off, it was humming, as if he would leave if there was any wind and grass.

This does not bode well.