Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Wang Feng rode his bicycle all the way from Nanluoguxiang to Dongzhimen, then from Dongzhimen to Wangfujing Street, and then from Wangfujing Street to Mao'er Hutong. Finally, he found a sparsely populated abandoned courtyard in Mao'er Hutong.

This is a single-family house with one entrance. It has probably been uninhabited for more than ten years, but the walls have not completely collapsed.

Wang Feng walked into the courtyard, looked around, and saw that it perfectly met his requirements. He nodded in satisfaction.

Upon entering the room and closing the door, Wang Feng entered the spatial dimension.

Upon arriving at the living area of ​​the space, Wang Feng raised his hand and a robber appeared in front of him.

The robbers had been stored in his warehouse space, where time was frozen. They were still dazed when they were released.

Wang Feng waved his hand, and with a handful of pumpkin vines, he tied the robbers up tightly.

When Lao Liu woke up from his daze, he found himself tied up like a dumpling, and the person in front of him was still his mission target, Wang Feng. He was immediately filled with despair.

"Wang Feng, now that I'm in your hands, kill me if you want, no need for further words."

Wang Feng chuckled, a cruel look on his face, and nodded, saying, "I will indeed kill you, but before I do, I want to test whether this person can withstand torture."

This was indeed a major question for Wang Feng. He hadn't had the chance to try it before, but today he finally had the opportunity.

In the past, whether in movies or novels, heroes were always portrayed as being able to resist torture to the death. He didn't really believe it. If someone could withstand such torture, it just meant that the other party wasn't cruel enough.

As he pondered this, Wang Feng's gaze toward the robbers turned cruel. With a flick of his wrist, a dagger appeared in his hand.

"Wang Feng, what do you want to do?" Lao Liu roared.

"Hehe, you'll find out soon enough."

As he spoke, Wang Feng grabbed Lao Liu's hand and cut off a small section of his finger.

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The sixth man was in so much pain that his veins bulged and cold sweat poured down his face.

Wang Feng laughed and said, "Don't rush. Each of your fingers has three joints. I plan to cut you three times. After twenty-eight cuts, I'll have cut off all your fingers. Then it'll be your toes, then your ears, nose, eyes, and finally your genitals and kidneys."

After saying that, Wang Feng slashed again, severing another piece of Lao Liu's finger.

"Ah! Let me go! What do you want to know? I'll tell you everything..."

Before Lao Liu could finish speaking, Wang Feng stuffed a cloth into his mouth.

Then they began to cut away, one slice after another, and in no time, all ten of Lao Liu's fingers were gone.

Just as Wang Feng was about to cut off his toe, Lao Liu had already fainted from the pain.

With a wave of his hand, a small puddle of water landed on Lao Liu's face, and Lao Liu instantly woke up.

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang."

As soon as he woke up, Lao Liu knelt on the ground and frantically kowtowed to Wang Feng. Before long, a lot of blood flowed from his forehead, but he still kowtowed desperately.

Wang Feng was also getting impatient with the robber. He took the cloth out of the robber's mouth and smiled cruelly: "Don't you dare beg for mercy. I'm testing whether anyone can withstand torture."

"Brother Wang Feng, Grandpa Wang Feng, there's no need to verify anymore. With this kind of torture, I can tell you with certainty that absolutely no one can withstand it, unless they're not human!" Old Six cried out in terror.

Wang Feng nodded in deep agreement: "That's what I think too, but since I haven't tried it before, I want to give it a shot."

After saying that, Wang Feng added, "Actually, even if you can withstand the torture I mentioned before, I have another trick up my sleeve: I'll use a file to grind your bones down, so you'll be in pain every single moment."

"You devil, you're a devil, you're not human! Please kill me! I'll tell you anything you want to know!"

Old Liu trembled with fear. He was certain that Wang Feng was a pervert. He had already told him, so why was he being tortured like this?

"Sigh, it seems you can't let me verify it. Go ahead and tell me, but you'd better think it through before you speak. I still have one brother in your hands. If I find out you've told me a lie, then you'll have to experience all those tortures I mentioned before."

Wang Feng looked coldly at Lao Liu, revealing a devilish smile.

"I'll tell you everything, as long as you give me a quick death, I will absolutely not hide anything," the sixth brother shouted in terror.

Wang Feng nodded and asked, "Why did you come to kill me? Who ordered you to do it?"

"It was the deaf old lady from your compound who instructed us to kill you."

Wang Feng was slightly taken aback. He never expected that the deaf old woman would want to kill him.

He looked at the sixth man and continued, "Why did the deaf old woman want to kill me? What was your relationship with the deaf old woman? And who was the deaf old woman?"

The sixth brother shook his head: "I don't know why he wanted to kill you. My father used to be the deaf old lady's subordinate, and I always followed her orders. I heard my father say that the deaf old lady used to be the Princess Consort of Prince Qing."

"By the way, your father, Wang Defa, was also killed by the deaf old woman on her orders."

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng was completely shocked.

He never imagined that his adoptive father was also murdered on the orders of the deaf old woman, and the old woman's identity was also incredibly shocking to him.

He had read many novels about courtyard houses. Some said the deaf old woman was a Japanese spy, others said she was a skinhead spy, and still others said she was a concubine of a wealthy family or an ordinary old woman. There were many different opinions, but none of them said she was the Princess Consort of Prince Qing.

Princess Qing, with such a noble status, how could she live with commoners?

"What else do you know? Tell me everything," Wang Feng said coldly.

The sixth brother said in horror, "That's all, that's all I know."

"How many people does the deaf old woman have under her command? How many people are in your group? Where do they live? How much money do they have?"

Wang Feng looked coldly at Lao Liu; he had lost all patience.

"I don't know how many men the deaf old lady has left. My father and Qiangzi's father used to be her men, but they died a few years ago while on a mission. Now, it's just me and Qiangzi in our group."

"I have over three thousand yuan at home, along with a dozen small yellow croakers and four large yellow croakers. As for how much money Qiangzi has, I don't know, but I guess it's about the same as mine."

Wang Feng nodded, then asked him where he had hidden the money before throwing him back into the warehouse space.

Using the same method on another robber, and after clarifying everything, it was discovered that the two men spoke in complete agreement, so the other robber was also taken into the warehouse space.

The two robbers are covered in injuries and will die soon if left unattended. Putting them in the warehouse space is a different story; he can take them out and ask them questions whenever he has them again.