I followed him through several twists and turns and ended up in front of a small old building not far from where I lived.

He gave me a room number and told me to go up directly.

Initially, I was a little puzzled, but after thinking for a while, I finally understood what he meant.

Although I used to play around a lot with my buddies, I've never been to this kind of direct arrangement.

However, this time was different. Since my last confinement, it had been a while since I had been with a woman. It was time to let off some steam.

I went up alone, opened the door, and found a scantily clad woman waiting for me inside.

Her face was heavily made up, and although she wasn't very young, she looked pretty good and her figure seemed decent.

As soon as she saw me, she clung to me like she had no bones, reaching out to unbuckle my belt. But just as I started to make a move, she pushed me away.

She told me not to rush, saying she needed to wash up first and asked me to wait for two minutes. How could I wait any longer? I threw her onto the bed.

She let out an exaggerated cry. Before I could touch anything, the door was suddenly kicked open with a bang.

“What the hell are you doing!”

I hadn't yet caught my breath when several big men burst into the room and surrounded me.

The woman skillfully slipped out from under me and immediately put on a pitiful expression.

“Honey, he was trying to bully me.”

“Who is this punk, daring to mess with my wife? If I don't break one of your legs today, you won't know how to behave.”

A sharp voice came from behind the crowd.

It was only then that I realized, damn, I had been set up in a honey trap.

I was furious. I had always been the one playing people, never the one being played. When had I ever suffered such humiliation?

Damn it, did these punks actually think they could mess with me?

Just as I was about to jump up, I saw the person walking out from the back and froze.

The woman was holding the arm of the skinny, rat-faced owner of that X7 car I had bumped into a few days ago.

He also paused when he saw me, then his exaggerated expression visibly turned sinister, a vicious gleam flashing in his eyes.

“You little bastard, you really still want to mess with me? Now that you're in my hands, let's see how I peel a layer off you!”

My heart skipped a beat. One of the big guys beside him asked what was going on.

The skinny guy gritted his teeth and told him that I was the one who had crashed into his car a couple of days ago.

The big guy pulled out an iron rod from behind and pointed at my legs, asking him which one to break first.

I was used to being arrogant normally, but I wasn't stupid. The situation didn't look good. A wise man knows when to retreat.

I said, "Hey buddy, maybe this is a misunderstanding? I didn't hit your car on purpose. As for your wife, I knew nothing about that. Can't we just talk this over? If you mess with me and the police get involved, it won't be worth it for any of us, right?”

The skinny guy's eyes darted around, and he asked how I proposed to resolve this.

I said I'd compensate him, but all I had on me was just over 20,000 yuan. I offered to give him 20,000 and asked if he could let the rest slide, just to let me keep my dignity.

The skinny guy grabbed the iron rod from the big man and smashed it near me, placing one foot on the bed and glaring viciously at me.

“Do you think I’m a beggar? 20,000? My brothers can't even get a meal with that!”

I shuddered from the scare and quickly explained, “Buddy, that's really all I've got. If you give me some time, I can ask my family.”

His expression softened slightly, “What’s your status outside? What crime did you commit to end up here?”

My mind buzzed with alarm. What did he mean by that? How did he know I'd been in trouble outside?

But I couldn't ask him that now, as I was about to mention my father's name, when there was suddenly a knock on the door.

“Police, room inspection!”