Not long after, He Xing came over with a bundle of rope. He did not bring any ordinary rope, but instead, he brought a nylon rope. He Xing's method of tying people up was special. It was good and fast in tying people up. In less than three minutes, Dong Yubo was tied up like a dumpling. Du Yue fiddled with the dagger in her hand in boredom. The tip of the dagger pointed at Dong Yubo's neck again and again. "I have a question that I want to get an answer to first.
"Do you and the people you bring here usually rob others nearby for a living?"
Dong Yubo was trying to guess what she would ask him, but he did not expect her to ask such a question. His expression changed, and the way he looked at her changed. Seeing him like this, Du Yue had a rough idea in her heart. "Alright, let's not waste time. Just tell me one thing. Did you rob a pickup truck yesterday and hurt two people?"
