The two thieves came to the front of a bungalow, took out their keys, opened the door, and walked in.
Yang Ming saw this opportunity and suddenly jumped over.
The last thief was about to close the door when he suddenly felt a strong force pulling the door in the opposite direction. Before he could understand what was going on, the doorknob fell from his hand. He wanted to see what was going on, but he saw a fist that kept getting bigger in front of his eyes and finally hit his face! After that, there was a clear feeling of his brain shaking in his skull, and then slowly, he didn't know anything.
This was the effect that Yang Ming wanted. Although he was sure that he could handle these two guys, who would take the risk if he had a better chance? So Yang Ming used all his strength to hit the forehead of the thief who was about to close the door.
Although Yang Ming's fist couldn't be considered an iron fist, when he was boxing in the entertainment city, he could easily hit the limit of 100 kilograms. However, Yang Ming didn't test the weight of his fist. He wasn't a professional boxer, and the biggest number in the entertainment city was 100. Even so, Yang Ming didn't think that this guy could get up after being hit in the head.
The two of them dealt with one first, and the remaining one was much easier. Yang Ming could do whatever he wanted.
"Big brother, why did you close the door for so long? Let's discuss quickly and get the prize! " The person who went in before impatiently walked out of the house. When he saw an unknown person standing in front of his door, he was shocked. "You … Who are you?"
As soon as he said this, he saw his big brother who fell at the door. His expression immediately changed, and he shouted with a slightly panicked voice, "What are you doing! Burglary! You … Don't come over, I'm going to call for help! "
Burglary? Yang Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that the people who were burglary were you, right? However, Yang Ming saw his weak appearance and found it funny. He thought that he was a tough guy. What a waste of being so strong! Yang Ming thought that he was also very fierce, but he definitely wasn't as strong as Li Tianlan. Therefore, Yang Ming was even more certain that this was the first time these two had committed a crime.
"Call for help? Well, call the police and tell them that there are two thieves who have just finished stealing! "Yang Ming joked.
"You … Who are you?! How do you know … "The expression of the person in front of him changed, and a murderous light appeared in his eyes." F * ck your mother, go to hell! "
The person in front of him grabbed a screwdriver and forcefully stabbed at Yang Ming's lower abdomen.
In the past, when Yang Ming fought, he never used a weapon. He hated people who used knives the most. Fighting only meant that you wanted to teach your opponent a lesson. Using a knife meant that you wanted to take his life!
Yang Ming frowned and dodged the incoming attack. While he was still charging forward, Yang Ming kicked his lower body! Yang Ming usually didn't use such a sinister move, but to deal with this kind of person with a sharp weapon, Yang Ming didn't show any mercy.
"Pa-da" The screwdriver fell to the ground. The person in front of him squatted on the ground in pain. His hands were covering his crotch, and his mouth was moaning something.
"Take out the thing!" Yang Ming didn't care if he was in pain or not. He pulled his hair and pulled him up and pressed him against the wall.
"What, what thing!" The eyes of the person in front of him no longer had the previous fierceness. Instead, it was replaced by fear, deep fear!
"He can't know that I took the lottery ticket. Anyway, the lottery ticket is in big brother's trouser pocket. If I don't admit it, he can't do anything!" Yang Ming was surprised to find that he could see his thoughts again!
"Hmph, you must be thinking that if you don't admit it, I will think that you didn't take anything, right?" Yang Ming sneered.
The person in front of him nodded subconsciously, and then quickly shook his head.
"He is tricking me. I can't expose myself!"
"You think I'm tricking you?" Yang Ming smiled and let go of him. Then, he took out a welfare lottery ticket from the trouser pocket of the person who was knocked out. While doing these things, Yang Ming had been paying attention to the person just now with the corner of his eyes. He was afraid that he would sneak attack him. But it seemed that this person was scared out of his wits!
"How did he know? It's impossible! "
"Now, I'll give you a chance. Tell me why you went to Yang Dahai's house to steal this lottery ticket." Yang Ming was sure that these two people must know his father. Otherwise, they wouldn't call him "Old Yang"!
"What are you talking about? I don't know. This lottery ticket was bought by my brother the day before yesterday. I don't know who Yang Dahai is … "The person in front of him quibbled.
"How did he know Yang Dahai? Who is he to Yang Dahai? "
"My name is Yang Ming. I'm the son of Yang Ming!" Yang Ming suddenly said.
"You … how did you know what I was thinking …" The person in front of him looked at Yang Ming in horror.
"I guessed because your eyes are deceiving me." Yang Ming certainly couldn't tell him his secret. "Last chance. Tell me everything. Otherwise, I don't mind beating both of you up and handing you to the police!"
"You still want to beat me up?" The person was obviously shocked.
"Right, I don't mind telling you one thing. I just came out of the detention center. There are a lot of brothers inside. If you go in, they will greet you every day for me." Yang Ming threatened him.
"Are you sure you don't want to call the police?" The person in front of him asked with trepidation.
"Do you think you have a choice?" Yang Ming shrugged indifferently. "Even if you don't say it, it's not a loss to me. You will still say it when you go to the police station. "
"Okay, I will say it!" The person in front of him knew that Yang Ming was telling the truth. Even if he didn't say it now, how could he not say it when he went to the police station?
Yang Ming nodded and signaled him to continue.
"My name is Zhang Xiulu. My brother is Zhang Xiufu. Both of us are workers in the Song Jiang Bus Factory. We are in the same workshop as Yang Dahai. The day before yesterday, Master Yang asked my brother to help him get some money. The small grocery store in front of the door didn't give him money. He had no choice but to go to the lottery station opposite to buy a lottery ticket … "
Yang Ming listened to Zhang Xiulu's explanation. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. No wonder. Otherwise, my father would definitely not buy a lottery ticket. After buying it, he would definitely throw it away. He wouldn't even know if it fell under the bed. Because he didn't think he could win the lottery! Now it seemed that this lottery ticket was won. These two brothers saw the money and wanted to steal the lottery ticket!
If that was the case, shouldn't he be thanking these two brothers? If it weren't for them, this lottery ticket would have been buried!
"Then you found out that this lottery ticket was won, so you wanted to take it for yourself. Am I right?" Yang Ming continued his words.
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