At the entrance of the Ma City First Detention Center, a young man in a worn white shirt stood there, looking around blankly.,A provocative voice rang out in Qin Lang's ear, interrupting his thoughts.,Before him stood a man and a woman. The man was dressed in a suit, his hair slicked back, it was his distant cousin Wang Yang. He was handsome, with a frosty expression, staring at him with a look of disgust. Seeing Qin Lang approach, his face was filled with undisguised contempt.。