The middle-aged man in the white suit knelt on the ground and looked at Lao Ye. After gritting his teeth, he replied: "...I am not a downline developer. I don't usually come to the company and I have never seen your son."

Lao Ye stared at the other party's eyes, suddenly grabbed his hair with his left hand and pulled off his leather shoes with his right hand. He pulled out his shoelaces with extremely quick movements.

"What are you going to do?" the middle-aged man in white suit looked at Lao Ye in fear and shouted.

"...You don't have children yet?" Lao Ye rudely pulled his hair, pulling it to the window, and responded in a low voice: "You may never understand what your father will feel when his child is in danger."

After saying that, Lao Ye grabbed the middle-aged man in the white suit and came to the window. Without saying a word, he bent his right arm and slammed his elbow directly on the window.

"Crash!"

A large amount of glass shreds fell rapidly from a thirty-one-story building.

"Tear!"

Lao Ye tied the middle-aged man's right wrist in the white suit with shoelaces, tied the other end to a chair, used a simple and neat military grasping technique to lift the middle-aged man's waist with one leg, and kicked him out of the window with one kick.

"ah!!"

Before the white middle-aged man could come back to his senses, his whole body went out of the window. After his body fell instantly, he felt a severe pain coming from his right wrist, as if he had broken instantly.

"Gudong!"

After shaking his body in the air for several times, the middle-aged butt hit the wall. He instinctively looked down and saw his feet hanging in the air. The car under the tall building was as big as a toy.

"Bang!"

Lao Ye stuck the chair in the room with his knees and said in a cold voice: "You weigh about 150 kilograms. The load-bearing of this shoelace is not enough. You can last for up to 30 seconds, just 30 seconds."

"Save me, don't kill me!" middle-aged man shouted like crazy.

"Where are my son, where are the three children who were cheated of 50,000 yuan by you?" Lao Ye yelled with his eyes.

"I have seen them, and it was brought by the photon of Nei M. The three children were indeed deceived, but our company is ready to transfer. I really don't know where Photon has taken them!" The middle-aged man in a white suit shouted in a crying voice.

"Where will the photon be?! He has the right to receive people from the company to pay, at least he is a manager-level figure." Lao Ye asked again.

"Gudong!"

Middle-aged man in a white suit, after a brief recollection of two seconds, he immediately responded: "...The sheep from the photon circle are all in the warehouse of the freight yard on Fuyuan Road in the suburbs. In order to help them develop offline, they usually teach them... but don't worry... we are just asking for money, and your son will not be in trouble!"

Lao Ye has been staring at the middle-aged eyes, so judging from the frequency of his eyelids blinking and the sudden sound he was talking, this person should not have lie.

"Save me up!"

"How many people are there over there?" Lao Ye gritted his teeth and asked again.

"I really don't know that the company has a division of labor. I am responsible for formulating the transaction model. I usually have no contact with those who run on the front line like Photon." The middle-aged man shouted in a crying voice: "Brother, let me go and save me!"

"Bang!"

Lao Ye grabbed the middle-aged collar and dragged him into the house with one arm. He held the gun he had just snatched in his right hand and inserted it into his back. Then he took him downstairs.

More than ten seconds later, in the corridor, Lao Ye glanced at the elevator that had not been up for a long time, then pushed open the door of the stairwell and walked downstairs with the middle-aged man quickly.

When he was about to reach the third floor, Lao Ye suddenly heard the dense footsteps sounding downstairs, and then turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man.

"...It should be a gangster hired by the company, and there must be more than a dozen people who specialize in the clearing of accounts. You may not be able to get out." The middle-aged man understood what Lao Ye meant, so he quickly explained: "In this way, you let me go first..."

"brush!"

After hearing the middle-aged words, Lao Ye reached out and pulled open the window of the stairwell on the third floor, pointed to the outside and said, "Jump down!"

"What?" middle-aged man was confused.

"If you don't jump down, I'll shoot you to death." After Lao Ye replied, he picked up the trash can in the stairwell.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Five seconds later, more than a dozen young men carrying daggers and watermelon knifes rushed upstairs.

"Mom, I dare to cause trouble here, let Manager Wu go!"

"My God, let me go!"

“…!”

After a quarrel, more than a dozen gangsters carried the guy and rushed towards Lao Ye. Lao Ye's feet were steady, his body was stuck at the entrance of the stairs, and he swung the cylindrical trash can, and smashed it hard.

"Crack!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In the melee between the two sides, Lao Ye was carrying the trash can alone, his movements were extremely simple and capable, with grappling, free fighting and other movements, and the standard was just like a professional coach.

After fighting each other for five seconds, four young men in their twenties fell down in front of Lao Ye. All their arms were deformed. After being hit hard on their thighs and knees, their bodies could not bear the pain and fell to the ground.

"Stop hitting him, let him go!" The middle-aged man in the white suit really didn't want to jump off the building, so he squatted on the window and shouted.

"Smack!"

Several pieces of slices and knife slashed the trash cans in the air. When Lao Ye stepped sideways and hid the stick, his right foot was somewhat deformed, and he was immediately stabbed on his arm. Then he frowned slightly, his thigh swung slightly and swept down the two of them, then turned around and ran away.

"Brother, I'll let them let you go..."

"Bang!"

Before the middle-aged man in the white suit could finish his words, Lao Ye kicked him out of the window, followed by a punch of another window, and jumped downstairs with glass slags on his body.

"Gudong, Gudong!"

After falling rapidly, middle-aged and Lao Ye smashed through the plastic cloth rain on the second floor. One fell heavily to the ground, while the other fell on the fruit stall to relieve the impact. He supported the stall panel with one hand and his feet fell steadily to the ground.

"...Brother, my pelvis must have been cracked and I can't move anymore!" the middle-aged man shouted at Lao Ye.

"grass!"

After Lao Ye wiped the blood on his wrinkled cheeks and the glass slags on his gray hair, he pulled the middle-aged man up.

"Are you fucking crazy? Do you want to die? Do you know how many people will pursue you? What are you doing?" the middle-aged man asked in a crazy manner.

"... Before I was 35 years old, you guys wouldn't even have a chance to run!" Old Ye rushed up with hatred, punched the middle-aged man's temple, held him with one arm, and quickly disappeared into the alley.

...

One night, at five o'clock in the morning, in a warehouse in a warehouse on Fuyuan Road, the suburbs, the little star was naked, covered in blood, hanging on the shelves, lowering his head, and was already confused.

"Damn it, it was the one from Nei M who took the two children away!" The eldest cousin inserted his waist and greeted the more than ten brothers in front of him with fierce eyes: "Get the gun and prepare to go to Nei M with me. If you can't get the roster back, we will have no fucking profits!"

After saying that, a dozen brothers turned around and went to pick up the guys indoors.

On the street outside the warehouse, the lone wolf Lao Ye was sitting on the ground, leaning his back against the trash can. While holding things from his bag, he said on the phone: "...Please be sure to tell him that I have something urgent to come to him. If he comes back, tell him that I encountered an organized criminal gang, and the person was in the warehouse of the 109 cargo yard on Fuyuan Road. Yes...!"

"What's your name?"
Chapter completed!