Ammon's Great Adventure (11)

Screech...

The zipper opened with a harsh sound, accompanied by somewhat blinding light. Ammon, still curled up, was lifted straight out. Before he could adjust to the light and examine his surroundings, he was tossed onto the floor to one side. Then he heard A Liang's voice:

"If you don't want to be punished, behave yourselves! From now on, you won't be getting the same good treatment as before. If anyone dares cause trouble, I'll break your arms and legs and sell you to beggars! I mean all of you! If even one person disobeys, everyone gets crippled!"

"Tch..." A bad feeling immediately rose in Ammon's heart. He rubbed his eyes hard, only to hear a dull thud. In this small room, only four children remained.

"Looks like a hideout... The most troublesome possibility has happened." Ammon sighed. He did not try to free his hands. Instead, he quietly observed the other three and imitated them.

This was not difficult. In fact, the reason Ammon found it troublesome was that this environment was now completely different from before.

That courtyard had only been a temporary stopover, but this place was different. One look at the door with its inner handle removed, and the room without a single sharp corner, made it clear that this place had been prepared in advance.

"Judging by how A Liang asked for directions earlier, this probably wasn't prepared by the two of them together. At the very least, A Liang should not have known this place. But from the way he handled things, he didn't seem like a novice."

Ammon tried hard to calm himself while considering every clue he had gathered, attempting to connect them again.

He had no intention of using the same trick again. It was not that the same method could