Chapter Five: Exploration in the Dark Night

"Bang!" Yang Ming's body fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string. His back hit the hard ground violently, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body instantly. His body instinctively wanted to struggle to get up and resist. However, A Jun's movements were faster than expected, like a flash of lightning. One of A Jun's hands was like a hard iron clamp, firmly grasping Yang Ming's wrist, making him unable to move. The other hand pressed hard on the back of his neck, exerting great pressure. Yang Ming immediately felt as if a huge mountain was pressing on him. His cheek was mercilessly pressed against the cold and piercing floor. He could only press his face sideways against the ground with difficulty. "Don't fucking move!" A Jun's deep roar rang in his ear, full of deterrence. Yang Ming clenched his teeth and tried his best to break free and get up from the ground. But then A Jun's knee was like a lofty mountain, firmly hitting his back. This made it difficult for him to breathe. His chest seemed to be firmly pressed by a heavy stone. Every breath became extremely difficult. He was like a fish trapped in shallow water, struggling desperately in a desperate situation. His hands kept slapping the ground, but all this was in vain. Seeing this, A Jun had to further increase the strength in his hand. His knuckles turned white due to excessive force. "Kid, if you keep moving around like this, be careful that your arm will be useless in a while!" A Jun issued a warning coldly. Brother Hu walked slowly in front of Yang Ming with steady steps. He looked down at Yang Ming condescendingly, with a hint of unfathomable playfulness flashing in his eyes. "Now I have proved that your sister's death has nothing to do with me. What else do you want to say?" Brother Hu asked. Yang Ming did not respond. He just silently endured the intense pain on his body and the agonizing suffering deep in his heart. His eyes revealed full of unwillingness and pain, but that stubbornness made him never willing to bow down and yield. "Let him go." Brother Hu suddenly gave an order, with an unfathomable meaning in his tone. "Ah?" A Jun was obviously stunned for a moment. Obviously, he did not expect Brother Hu to make such a decision. "Boss, this..." "He is here to take revenge. I am not his enemy. What are you pressing him for?" There was a hint of impatience in Brother Hu's tone. A Jun hesitated for a moment, and finally let go of his hand. But his eyes still watched Yang Ming vigilantly, as if afraid that Yang Ming would suddenly launch an attack. "Kid, I think you are also a person of some kind. I will give you a chance now..." Brother Hu said. Yang Ming struggled to get up from the ground. At this time, the adhesive tape tied to the kitchen knife had loosened a bit. He subconsciously clenched the handle of the knife, as if it was his last reliance. Brother Hu then said, with a glint of shrewdness in his eyes: "Do you want to know who killed your sister?" When Yang Ming heard this sentence, his brows instantly knitted tightly, and his gaze was firmly fixed on Brother Hu. "I can help you check... However, you have to promise me one thing." "What's the matter?" Yang Ming asked warily. Due to the struggle just now, his voice became hoarse. Brother Hu did not answer directly. Instead, he gently patted the wrinkles on his shirt and played a mystery: "I will tell you after I find out. Now you can go." Although Yang Ming didn't know Brother Hu's real intention, he knew in his heart that staying here would only do him harm and no good. So, he took a deep breath and didn't say anything more. He carefully walked towards the outside of the box, maintaining a high degree of vigilance with every step and always being on guard against possible dangers. After Yang Ming left the box, A Jun couldn't wait to ask: "Boss, are you really just letting him go like this?" Brother Hu replied with a half-smile: "This kind of desperado. If you kill him, it might cause more trouble. Keeping him might be useful in the future." After saying that, Brother Hu's face suddenly darkened: "By the way, leave Xiaodao to you to deal with. I don't want to see him again." A Jun breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. A glint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: "Understood, boss."... Yang Ming staggered back home. At the moment he closed the door, the nerve that had been tense all along finally relaxed. However, what followed was the pain that surged all over his body like a tide. He endured the intense pain and found hydrogen peroxide and gauze from the cabinet. He sat on that simple wooden stool and began to treat the wound. Every time hydrogen peroxide touched the wound, it would bring a piercing pain. But compared to the torment in his heart, this kind of pain was nothing. He mechanically carried out the bandaging action, with a blank and lifeless look in his eyes.