Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 555

Chapter 555: Chapter 555

This definitely was the funniest joke Yang Fan had ever heard.

They’d prepared so many vicious methods, and now they actually had the audacity to complain and beg him for mercy.

How did they have such thick skin?

Yang Fan asked with a sneer, "So, it’s really true that kindness is taken advantage of, isn’t it?"

"Big brother, spare me a way out! Please!" The pimple-faced man cried out pitifully.

Yang Fan’s expression suddenly turned terrifyingly grim. He abruptly grabbed the man’s bound hands, his eyes gleaming with a predatory ferocity, and snapped the man’s fingers one by one. "I’m giving you a way out, but did you ever think of giving my woman a way out? Damn it, you even dare to say such things."

"I’m going to tell you straight, tell me honestly what I want to know, or else I will show you two how to spell ’pain’! I have all the time in the world, and I can play with you both slowly, until you’ve had your fill," he declared.

Agonizing screams once again echoed back and forth.

After breaking all ten of the man’s fingers, Yang Fan and Zhu Shanshan fetched a needle.

This woman, who never bothered with needlework, had none in the house; they searched everywhere before she found one for popping pimples.

Ignoring the pimple-faced man who was gnashing his teeth in pain, Yang Fan grabbed the decadent man’s fingers and started threading the needle.

The semi-cooked fingers could indeed peel off a layer of skin with just a light rub.

However, Yang Fan didn’t do it on purpose, it just came off accidentally in his grip.

A thin layer, looking much like the skin of a tomato after it has been blanched.

"Brother, stop, wait, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell the truth," the decadent man gasped in pain, hurriedly shouting as the intense agony made it difficult for him to control his jaw which clattered wildly.

Yang Fan paused and raised an eyebrow.

The decadent man took a deep breath, and before he even had the chance to take it all in, he quickly said, "We took a job from Bi Gang, this guy is a rich second generation, his family’s very wealthy. The guy on the surface looks like a rich second generation car salesman, but actually he makes his real money through some shady dealings, like loan sharking, human trafficking, and the like. Moreover, he’s extremely ruthless. I’m aware that there are quite a few people who’ve died at his hands."

"If we rat him out, given that kid’s ruthless demeanor, he’ll definitely kill us brothers," he added.

Seeing Yang Fan was about to get started again, the decadent man got scared and quickly explained, "Brother, no, no, I am telling, telling, I’ll say everything."

"The two of us did quite a few jobs for Bi Gang, previously just debt collecting for him. This time there wasn’t anyone else available, so he called us. He sent us a video and told us to do exactly what it showed, to rough up Zhu Shanshan, no, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, to give sister-in-law a good beating."

Yang Fan extended his hand, "The video?"

"It’s in my phone!" The decadent man quickly said.

Yang Fan stood up, retrieved the three mobile phones from the pile of items on the table, and asked, "Which one?"

"The middle one, the middle one."

"The password!"

"520520."

Yang Fan suddenly looked up.

The decadent man sheepishly laughed, "That... I have a woman I fancy."

"For someone like you destined to end your lineage, better not trouble others," Yang Fan said coldly.

Mad, it turned out he still fancied himself a lover.

This kind of scum who deserved a thousand cuts for just touching the word ’love’, made Yang Fan feel the word "love" itself had been dirtied.

He entered the password, unlocked the phone, and Yang Fan immediately opened WeChat.

But it was spotlessly clean; there was nothing in there.

"Where is the stuff?" Yang Fan asked.

"In the hidden album, the password is still the same," the decadent man hurriedly said.

Yang Fan did as he was told and opened the album.

Then, he completely lost his composure.

The album contained numerous videos and photos, including transaction records with others, videos of their previous crimes, various videos of women being humiliated, and videos and photos of their hedonistic pleasures.

The decadent man saw Yang Fan flipping through the album and took the initiative to say, "The first one, it’s the first one."

Yang Fan opened it and looked, his complexion instantly becoming so grim it was almost dripping with moisture.

Describing this bastard with a thousand cuts was putting it mildly; they should be chopped up and then thrown into a frying pan to be deep-fried repeatedly eighty-one times.

The video was extremely bloody and violent.

Put simply, it was a video of a woman being tortured inhumanely.

And judging by the filming technique, the contents of this video must have depicted an event that had actually happened.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and turned off the phone.

This was a video he decided not to show Zhu Shanshan and Fan Sisi; they had already been subjected to enough shocks that evening, and seeing this would likely leave them terrified for months to come.

Just as he set the phone aside, Zhu Shanshan and Fan Sisi walked in.

"Fanzi, where is the video? Let us see it," Zhu Shanshan said directly.

They had overheard Yang Fan’s recent conversation with the decadent man.

Yang Fan said, "You better not watch it."

"No, I want to see what they were planning against us," Zhu Shanshan said firmly.

Yang Fan cautioned, "It will cause you extreme mental discomfort, very, very severe."

"Then I need to see it even more. I need to know what kind of person I’ve provoked," Zhu Shanshan replied.

After the prior panic and confusion, she seemed to have come to grips with reality.

Seeing this, Yang Fan had no choice but to reopen the video and handed the phone to Zhu Shanshan.

"Continue with your story," Yang Fan said to the decadent man.

The decadent man thought for a moment before resuming his previous topic, "Bi Gang required us to record the video just like the one on the video. Then, he gave us some props, those in the bag. He asked us to take... take some samples from the sister-in-law, that is ... that is..."

The decadent man struggled to continue, his eyes filled with horror as he looked at Yang Fan, stumbling through his words, "The things written on the bag. After handling this matter, we would drug the sister-in-law and take her to a villa owned by Bi Gang’s nephew. There’s someone there who is said to have a way of controlling people; the hair is meant for that person."

"That person controlled many people in the estate to entertain guests and make money for Bi Gang."

"Brother, that’s everything. If you want to know where Bi Gang lives, his license plate number, or where that estate is, I can tell you, but for this, I’d like to propose a small condition."

Suddenly, Yang Fan grabbed the decadent man’s fingers, driving a needle under his fingernail, "Do you think you’re in a position to negotiate with me?"