Without knowing that his life was about to be in danger, Wang Shuifeng proudly held the tools used to commit the crime in his hand.

"Master Shi! You finally arrived. Look, we've got it all sorted out."

Shi Wuting glanced coldly and said, "How did he faint? Didn't I ask you to take care of him properly?"

"Hey, didn't you say he wasn't a threat? It turns out he's quite formidable. If my brother hadn't secretly hindered him from behind, we probably wouldn't have been able to handle him."

"Are you using this, the electric baton?"

Wang Shuifeng suddenly felt a chilling breeze sweeping across his back, the cool wind whistling past. "Master Shi..."

It's too late!

At this point, it was already too late for any pleas or requests.

Fortunately, Jin Wuting was not in the mood to punish him today: "Call a doctor, preferably the best one, and have them come over."

Liao Qing lay on his side, curled up into a ball, his face pale as if it could shatter with the slightest touch. He was both beautiful and dignified.

He also had a pair of handcuffs attached to his hands, which were secured behind his back.

Shi Wuting never expected Wang Shuifeng to be into such old-fashioned stuff. When did he start to understand this kind of taste?

But in the end, people always come full circle and return.

Thinking back to a month ago...

"Master Shi, have you come to look at the goods again? The finest items are all reserved for you!"

"I only need guns, nothing else."

"Do you still not understand?" The newcomer grinned with a crafty look.

With a bang, the truck visibly shook.

"What thing?" Shi Wuting frowned.

"Ah? Are you seeing things?"

Immediately after, there was another muffled sound, as if something was hitting the car wall.

Shi Wuting pushed him away, pulling back the black cloth that covered it all. As he opened the rear door of the truck, a strong stench wafted out, causing Shi Wuting to unconsciously furrow his brow.

In a dim corner, there squats a trembling and frail figure, with an iron chain wrapped around their hands.

Shi Wuting grabbed his collar and sneered, "You still dare to engage in this kind of shady business?!"

The man was frightened. Everyone on this street knows very well that Master Shi detests this kind of business the most.

"You, please calm down first..." She really had a lot to say but couldn't express her grievances. If she had known earlier that she would encounter a buyer on the road, she would have sold it instead of waiting to sell it to someone influential. This time, she deliberately kept one with the most refined appearance, hoping to sell it at a good price.

Moreover, that appraising old lady even inspected the body. This is a rare hermaphrodite, and if it were to be sold at an auction, it might even fetch a sky-high price.

I didn't expect the effects of this anesthesia to wear off so quickly. They actually woke up?!

A light was switched on behind him, allowing Shi Wuting to get a clear look at the person's appearance. They were covered in dirt, but it couldn't hide their beauty and gracefulness between their brows and eyes. Their eyes were tightly shut, and their mouth was tightly covered with black tape, giving off an appearance that undoubtedly satisfied certain individuals' sadistic desires.

At this moment, there was a large hole on the left side of his forehead, blood flowing out. It seemed that he had no other choice but to seek help in this way.

"Mr. Shi, how about we consider this as a complimentary gift for this transaction and present it to you? What do you think?"

"No need, there's nowhere to send it back to."

How did this happen? When we first encountered him, he didn't have anything on him, saying that his wallet was lost. This is how we got the opportunity...

Shi Wuting pointed a gun at his forehead, word by word, saying, "What? Didn't understand what I just said?"

How... How dare you? Hurry, quickly move the person under the car and let him breathe a sigh of relief.

Shi Wuting was very busy and had no intention of turning back as he was about to leave.

However, just as he was about to leave, his gaze suddenly landed on the palm of the person's hand. The birthmark there gave him a sudden jolt, as if long-forgotten memories were suddenly unleashed from their dusty confines.