Sweetie, sleep with me tonight.

"Oh, by the way, I'll give you one day to prepare 50 million in cash."

He Zhuo calmly replied, "Fifty million in cash is not easy to obtain."

"Then transfer 45 million to my card first, and bring the remaining 5 million directly to me! Don't call the police, don't bring anyone else, just come alone, otherwise," Zhao Fei warned in a deep voice, "you will see their corpses."

He Zhuo clenched his fists, his jaw muscles bulging, and after a long while, he finally spoke: "Okay, I promise you, but I need to hear their voices now to make sure they're in good condition."

Soon, Jiang Youxi and Jiang Xu's painful groans could be heard from the other end.

Before He Zhuo could say anything more, the call ended.

Everyone present heard the contents of the phone call: Li Zheng and Lin Qi worked together to devise a rescue plan.

In order to keep Zhao Fei in check, He Zhuo decided to play along. He first transferred 45 million into Zhao Fei's account, and then exchanged the remaining 5 million into cash and put it in a money box to take with him.

The police were lying in wait, waiting for their chance.

Zhao Fei was very suspicious; it was impossible for He Zhuo to find Jiang Youxi and the others so easily.

Therefore, the phone he used to make calls was modified using technical means, making it impossible for the police to locate his position.

Moreover, he changed his phone number after each call to ensure absolute safety.

Zhao Fei's kidnapping was clearly well-prepared.

He Zhuo also knew that the chances of him seeing Jiang Youxi and Jiang Xu on this trip were very small.

Even so, he still followed Zhao Fei's instructions.

This would not only keep Zhao Fei calm, but also buy the police more time for search and rescue.

He Zhuo followed Zhao Fei's instructions and placed the five million yuan in cash in the location he specified.

Following Zhao Fei's instructions over the phone, they arrived at the familiar cellar entrance once again.

He stopped and stared blankly at the dilapidated wooden door, hesitating to take another step.

The hands hanging at the sides gradually clenched into fists.

Zhao Fei's voice on the phone sounded like a demonic chant, constantly urging him on.

After a long while, He Zhuo finally mustered the courage to take that step and push open the wooden door.

The wooden door opened, and light streamed in, landing precisely on the spot where he had once lain.

Compared to ten years ago, the surroundings are much more dilapidated. The damp stone walls are covered with moss, and a nauseating fishy smell permeates the air.

He Zhuo stood there, countless familiar memories flooding into his mind, frantically eroding his last shred of sanity.

The stiff wooden stick struck his head wildly, drawing blood, and his head throbbed with pain as if it were about to split open.

A wave of dizziness washed over him, his vision flickering between light and dark, making it difficult for He Zhuo to distinguish whether he was in the past or the present.

He saw drug lords nearby, gathered together to use drugs, thick smoke billowing, their laughter like deadly knives, piercing his body inch by inch.

Soon, one of them took out a syringe that was bigger than his arm and pushed it.

An unidentified liquid was squeezed from the sharp needle and dripped onto the ground.

The man got up, took the syringe, walked over, grabbed his arm, ignored his struggles, and injected the syringe into his skin.

The intense pain struck again, Chi Kuo's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground once more.

He was breathing rapidly, like a dying fish struggling painfully on the ground.

Blood rushed to the head, and all the cells rushed in one direction, desperately resisting the sudden poison.

Even so, the brain becomes excited, perception disappears, and hallucinations begin to occur.

He Zhuo clutched his chest, finally unable to bear it any longer, and collapsed to his knees.

All I could hear were the vicious curses of the drug lords, and the strong smell of heroin mixed with the stench of blood filled the entire cellar.

Dirty, dark, painful, and desperate.

My body fell backward uncontrollably.

Just a second before his body was about to touch the ground, He Zhuo braced himself with his long arm, preventing his body from falling.

He struggled to his feet, but his steps were unsteady and he could not walk at all.

But he didn't dwell on that and focused on finding clues.

The cellar was large and winding. As He Zhuo searched, he called out their names: "Xi Xi... Xiao Xu..."

He Zhuo's pained face gradually zoomed in, finally appearing on the screen.

Jiang Youxi struggled frantically: "Zhao Fei, you beast! You want money, you want money, why are you torturing him? Why are you torturing him?!"

He knew perfectly well that the cellar was He Zhuo's lifelong nightmare, a forbidden place he dared not set foot in again.

But Zhao Fei still forced He Zhuo to come over and make him face this cruel memory again.

"You're driving him crazy! Let him go... I beg you... I'll give you whatever money you want... Please let He Zhuo go... I'm begging you..." Jiang Youxi shouted hoarsely.

Otherwise, He Zhuo would really be driven crazy.

He's really going to go crazy!

Zhao Fei walked over, grabbed her hair with one hand, and grinned: "What's this? My brother had his hands and feet cut off back then, which caused him to be unable to take care of himself for the next ten years, and to have nightmares every night. My brother suffered a hundred times more than him!"

"If it weren't for him, would my brother have been kidnapped? If it weren't for him, would my brother have had his hands and feet chopped off?" Zhao Fei roared. "Impossible! It's his fault! This is a sin that Chi Kuo can never escape in his life!"

"I was just letting him recall his memories from back then, and that's what drove him crazy?" Zhao Fei sneered. "Jiang Youxi, he's not that fragile. Look, isn't he standing up on his own, frantically searching for you? Hahahaha—"

Zhao Fei laughed maniacally, looking thoroughly delighted.

Jiang Youxi stared coldly at his disgusting smile: "If it weren't for your father back then, would your brother have become like this?"

"Zhao Fei, let me tell you, the root of all this evil is your father! Even if He Zhuo hadn't taken your brother through that alley, your brother, you, and even your mother—your whole family would have suffered the drug lord's revenge because of your father's selfish desires!"

"Now look what's happened! They're using Zhao Yuan's name, seemingly to avenge him, but actually they're sucking his blood to make money, hoping to secure their future!"

Zhao Fei's expression instantly turned cold: "Say that again!"

Unfazed by his threat, Jiang Youxi sneered, "You, a drug addict, actually think you can get the money and leave this place to escape justice? Do you think that's possible? Let me tell you, drug addicts like you should be hated by everyone! You should be wanted globally, spend your entire life in prison, and even in death you won't find peace!"

"Only in this way can we live up to the efforts and sacrifices made by so many anti-drug police officers across the country!"

My neck was being choked, and I felt a rush of suffocation.

"Damn it, if it weren't for you people forcing me, would I have ended up like this?!" Zhao Fei's grip tightened. "Why are you all cursing me? That short-lived Zhao Yuan insulted me, the villagers look down on me, even you, a useless little girl, are cursing me. What's wrong with me taking some drugs? What's it to you?! Are you trying to push me to the brink?!"

"If Zhao Yuan hadn't reported me, I wouldn't be living like a rat in the street, wanted and beaten, forced to live a life of hiding!" Zhao Fei lost control of his emotions. "I've had enough of this kind of life! Just wait, once I get the cash and leave this place safely, I'll definitely kill you!"

No wonder he insisted on cash; it turns out that even if he had money in his card, it was already under police control.

Only cash is hard currency, allowing him to leave this place smoothly.

"Want to leave here? Dream on!"

Enraged, Zhao Fei increased his strength, about to lose control and strangle her to death, when Wen Song rushed in, his face excited: "Brother Fei, we got the money!"

Zhao Fei was startled. He opened the box and saw that it was indeed filled with cash.

His eyes lit up, and he was about to say something when footsteps came from outside.

"Listen up, you inside! You're completely surrounded! Lay down all your weapons and surrender, or don't blame us for taking action!"

They're police!