"Playing dumb isn't something an ordinary person should do, and it's even worse when there's a knife hanging over your head,"
Ouyang Jie said with a smirk, "Since you don't want to talk, that's fine. We have plenty of time to chat. Of course, whether you'll be unharmed by then is not something I need to worry about."
The middle-aged man pulled a smile, "You see what you're saying? We're in a society governed by law now. Do you really plan to kidnap me? I have many friends and relatives. When they find out I haven't come home tonight, they might take some nasty actions. You better think thrice, young man!"
"That's more like your true colors showing through."
Ouyang Jie patted the man's face and said, "Since I dared to stop you today, I have sufficient backing to deal with those minor issues. Now, you can take a little nap right here."
As he spoke, he took out a packet from his pocket, tore it open, revealing a wet wipe with an unpleasant smell.
