"Get in the car!" The person wearing the delivery uniform suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of sanpaku eyes, and looked coldly at Chen Hao.

"You, it's you." Only now did Chen Hao see clearly that the person disguised as a deliveryman was Brother Qian.

Before Chen Hao could react, he felt a hand on his shoulder, grabbing his clothes and pulling him upwards.

"What are you doing? What do you want?" Chen Hao hadn't finished speaking when he was dragged into the carriage.

Falling into the car, Chen Hao turned his head and saw that the person who had dragged him was the middle-aged man from the scrap yard. "You, what do you want?" Chen Hao's heart was pounding. The carriage was dark, and there was a strange smell of hydrogen peroxide inside. This made Chen Hao have a terrible premonition, and he even began to doubt their purpose, becoming panicked.

"Shut up! You won't die." The middle-aged man warned Chen Hao with a fierce look. Chen Hao's fear made him unable to breathe for a moment, and he coughed violently.

"Close the door!" Brother Qian looked outside alertly.

The middle-aged man from the scrap yard pulled the plastic foam hard over the car and locked the door.

The thick plastic foam and corrugated paper formed a natural sound barrier, and with the sound of the car starting, no one could hear Chen Hao's shouts, even if he screamed his lungs out.

Chen Hao trembled and looked at Brother Qian in front of him. "Brother Qian, I took your money before. I'll pay you back double, no, triple. Can you let me off?"

Chen Hao felt that their formation was for some "big event," and he didn't want to be involved in whatever that "big event" was.

Brother Qian sneered, "Taking the money means joining the gang. There's no such thing as returning money after joining, is there? It's not like just anyone can join us."

As he spoke, Brother Qian took out a folding knife from his pocket and squatted in front of Chen Hao, who was sitting on the ground. He waved the knife in front of him. "Wouldn't you say?"

"What exactly do you want to do?" The tip of the knife划来划去 just above Chen Hao's stomach, scaring him so much that he shivered.

Brother Qian smiled. "It's a small matter. We don't have enough people. I need you to help me carry some goods."

Chen Hao's mouth was trembling. "Carry... carry where? Carry what?"

Brother Qian took a piece of paper from his pocket, on which was written the building and apartment number in Ludao residential district.

Seeing Chen Hao's blank expression, Brother Qian said, "Go to a friend's house and move a roll of carpet."

"Carpet?"

Brother Qian patiently spun the yarn: "I'm opening a restaurant, and I need a roll of carpet to lay on the floor. There are many inside; just take any roll you like. Remember the address. When you get there, take this old cardboard box upstairs, put the carpet in the cardboard box, and then take it to the delivery station next to the scrap yard. Got it?"

Chen Hao nodded repeatedly.

"Eat the paper."

"What?" Chen Hao thought he had misheard.

"I told you to eat the paper." The middle-aged man next to him slapped Chen Hao hard on the head.

Chen Hao had no choice but to swallow the paper into his stomach.

"Change clothes!" The middle-aged man took out a set of deliveryman's clothes from the cardboard box.

"Why do I have to change clothes?"

"What are you complaining about!" The man raised his hand to hit him again.

To avoid being beaten again, Chen Hao cooperated much more this time. Clothes make the man. Once he put on the delivery uniform, Chen Hao felt like a manual laborer.

"Take this." Brother Qian personally put a Bluetooth earpiece on Chen Hao. It was quite large, looking very professional, and Chen Hao looked even more like a deliveryman.

Then, he grabbed Chen Hao's collar. "Take the order and go upstairs to pick up the package. This is Mr. Feng's key. Don't say or do anything extra. Isn't being honest and cowardly your forte? Just be yourself, be natural, and don't screw it up for me."

Chen Hao took the key to the apartment door from Brother Qian with a trembling hand. Seeing his cowardly appearance, Brother Qian straightened his collar. "Don't do anything stupid. Think about your mother. She finally retired and hasn't even enjoyed her life yet."

Brother Qian left it at that, then turned around and opened the car door, jumping out first. "Get that carpet to the location within 20 minutes."

The middle-aged man also got out of the car as if nothing had happened, taking the plastic foam box from Brother Qian's hand to the scrap pile.

Brother Qian watched Chen Hao's back and said to the middle-aged man, "Let's go. We'll keep an eye on him from above. If anyone follows him down, we'll retreat immediately."

When Chen Hao arrived at the east gate of Ludao residential district alone with the cardboard box, he ran into many people from the neighborhood who were just picking up their children.

"Master, please open the door." Chen Hao stood at the entrance of the residential district holding the box.

The security guard poked his head out. "Oh, delivery guy, are you new?"

"Oh, yes, I'm new. The customer requested door-to-door..."

"Oh, I understand, I understand." The security guard pressed the door release before he could finish, and the iron door opened.

"Thank you." Chen Hao was afraid of being recognized, so he hurried inside.

Afraid of running into his mother, he deliberately covered his face with the box, but he didn't expect to be stopped by the security guard.

"Hey, hey, don't go." The security guard chased after him. "Which building are you going to? What are you doing?"

Chen Hao could only tell the truth according to what Brother Qian had said.

Hearing the address Chen Hao said, the security guard looked embarrassed.

"Something big happened in this building recently. It's not easy to get in."

Chen Hao became anxious when he heard this, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Brother Qian's voice sounded in the Bluetooth earpiece: "Take a cigarette from your left pocket and give it to him. Say you're also being forced to do this."

Only then did Chen Hao realize that this Bluetooth earpiece was actually a listening device. It was the first time he had used such advanced equipment.

Chen Hao did as he was told, and it worked. The security guard immediately became easier to talk to.

"Brother, you're really lucky. The police just withdrew yesterday; otherwise, you wouldn't be able to get in today no matter what." The security guard's eyes were constantly fixed on the cardboard box in Chen Hao's hand. Although there was nothing inside, he felt very uncomfortable with the other party looking at him, because he had a guilty conscience.

Chen Hao chuckled along. The security guard put the cigarette behind his ear. "Go in, but don't block the passage when you're moving things."

"Okay, okay, thank you." Chen Hao passed through the gate smoothly, and after wandering around, Chen Hao walked towards the building where Anna lived.

Just as he walked to the courtyard where several buildings converged,

A figure walked past Chen Hao, and the two bumped into each other.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Wu Peng apologized first. He seemed to have seen Bai Xun just now, and when he turned his head, he bumped into someone.

"Oh, oh... I'm sorry." Chen Hao also apologized. He was too busy listening to the instructions in the earpiece to notice anyone bumping into him.

After they finished speaking, Chen Hao's heart skipped a beat when he looked again: Isn't this Wang Family's grandson, Wu Peng? He had seen him at the Maritime Bureau entrance before.

In order not to be recognized, he turned his head and quickly walked towards Anna's building.

Wu Peng looked at the face that flashed by just now, and it felt somewhat familiar.

He wanted to take a few more glances, but the delivery guy was already walking away.