Chapter 126

"You see, my sister Chenxi's best friend is my own sister. The brothers must make the little white face go away. Let's play with him and scare him first. If he's lucky and doesn't get scared, I'll let the brothers clean him up."

The boy called Chicken patted his chest like beating chicken blood to ensure that he found a little fun in his boring life, which not only satisfied his psychology of looking for stimulation, but also made Chenxi owe him a favor, which made him feel very excited.

Among the green fields in pingchou in the northwest of Songjiang District, stands a group of small hills, known as nine peaks and twelve mountains in Songjun county. Due to many curves and few vehicles passing at night, it has become a gathering place for these lawless drag racing parties to illegally drag racing.

In front of the gate of a deserted repair shop, tires and gasoline barrels are stacked on the ground like fortifications, separated by lanes. The lanes are full of modified luxury cars, and piles of campfires reflect the site like day.

There is also deafening heavy metal music in the stereo. The drag racing parties with strange clothes and strange hairstyles gather in groups to drink beer, chat, gamble, laugh and scold, fight, take drugs, or swing with the music. Women in exposed clothes shuttle back and forth between men, and let these men do it, The smile is very coquettish and charming.

What's more, some men and women are even carrying out the on-site version of the car shock, but the people around them have long been commonplace, and some are whistling to cheer.

The whole scene is extravagant, absurd, degenerate and decadent, as if a group of demons are dancing, which makes people can't bear to look at it directly.

Ding Ning stopped the car and looked at the scene with a frown. Although he had heard that some rich children had no life goal, were willing to degenerate, and lived a luxurious and licentious life, it was unacceptable for him to witness it with his own eyes.

"Boy, come down!"

The chicken got out of the car. Seeing Ding Ning's delay, he thought he was afraid. Holding a cigarette obliquely, the chicken came over and kicked him hard on the door.

Ding Ning suddenly felt that the parents of these people were so poor. He worked hard to raise them and gave them the money they could spend freely and the best living and learning environment.

But they are ungrateful, live in themselves, do nothing all day, live in dreams, and waste their parents' hard-earned money.

They dress up nondescript and unconventional to attract the attention of others, so as to show their self righteous personality, and even seek the stimulation brought by speed. They don't take their lives seriously at all. They are a group of poor people who have no effect on the society.

But these have nothing to do with Ding Ning. What he cares about is who wants to deal with himself.

He opened the door and stared at the chicken without expression. His height advantage filled him with a sense of condescending oppression.

The chicken's cheeks were thin, his eyes were blue, and his steps were vain. At a glance, he was the kind of Childe who was extravagant and hollowed out. He was frightened back by Ding Ning's cold eyes.

The people on the other three cars also came down. What came down from the BMW was a burly man in his late teens. Ferrari and Lamborghini each came down with a man and a woman. They were all young, about 17 or 18 years old.

A total of six people surrounded Ding Ning. When the chick saw his companion coming, he suddenly became bold and sneered: "little white face, dare you have a game with me?"

"A game? What? Racing?"

Ding Ning looked at these little children with a smile and thought that the hidden enemy was too ridiculous. He even found these little children to deal with himself.

"Yes, drag racing. Dare you? Walk along the winding mountain highway. Whoever comes back first will win."

The burly man stepped forward and looked at Ding Ning provocatively. He was only wearing a tight vest, and his two pectoralis major muscles kept shaking, as if he wanted to frighten Ding Ning.

Ding Ning impolitely stretched out his hand, took out a bag of soft China from the chest pocket of the only blue haired boy who looked normal, leisurely nodded, took a deep breath and said, "tell me, who asked you to provoke me."

"Don't be such nonsense. I'll ask you if you dare to play a game. If you don't play a big game, one hundred and one thousand games."

The muscular man seemed to feel his dignity provoked, and reached out and pointed to Ding Ning's nose.

Ding Ning leaned against the car body and smoked calmly without looking at him. "Answer my question. My patience is very limited."

"You want to die!"

Seeing that he dared to ignore himself, the muscle man was furious. He slapped him in the face and wanted to put him down.

"The muscles you practice in the gym don't work."

Ding Ning said softly. When the muscular man's palm was about to slap him in the face, he shot like lightning, and his slender hand grabbed his wrist.

The muscle man only felt that his wrists were as motionless as if they were fixed by an iron hoop, so that he couldn't get rid of it with all his milk strength. He suddenly turned red and shouted, "you're so sorry to let me go."

Ding Ning frowned and flashed a cold light at the bottom of his eyes: "my mouth stinks so much at a young age. I really should fight."

With a "pa", the muscular man didn't even react. He got a loud slap on his face. There was a burst of Venus in front of him, a burst of pain in his cheek, and opened his mouth to spit out a tooth.

"Meng Zi, are you okay?"

As soon as the chicken's face changed, he shouted nervously. His eyes at Ding Ning had changed. He thought he was just a weak little white face. Unexpectedly, his skill was very sharp.

The fierce son was also hard hearted. He noticed that Ding Ning had loosened his wrist, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and shook his head: "I'm fine. I was careless just now. Since the boy dared to do it, I'll play with him."

Ding Ning smiled: "I've been merciful just now. If I don't know life or death, I'll make you eat and suffer later."

Seeing Ding Ning's fearless appearance, the chicken turned its eyes and winked at the boy with red hair.

The red haired boy understood and took the girl with heavy makeup around him and slipped away to move the rescue soldiers.

Ding Ning didn't think so. He came to see who was behind the scenes. He hasn't seen these little children yet.

The fierce son roared, "go to hell!"

A punch hit Ding Ning in the face.

"I hate it when others hit me in the face. Generally, in such a situation, I will draw back."

Ding Ning said faintly when his fist was about to hit his face. He stretched out his left hand and grabbed his fist.

"Pa!"

His right hand flicked the cigarette end and slapped him in the face.

"Pa!"

The backhand is another slap.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

Forehand... Backhand

Slap one by one, and in the twinkling of an eye, he turned the fierce son into a pig's head.

In front of the fierce son, there were bursts of Venus. He wanted to fight back, but he couldn't move. He could only be beaten passively and screamed in pain.

"Special, centipede, let's go!"

The chicken couldn't see any more, roared and jumped at Ding Ning with the blue haired boy.

"Poop!"

"Poop!"

The sound of kneeling twice in a row. The chicken and the teenager named centipede didn't even touch Ding Ning's side. They felt their legs soft and knelt in front of Ding Ning.

"Ah!"

The girl beside the centipede screamed, turned and ran.

Ding Ning did not care about her. With a slight shake in his hand, the black and blue man also knelt on the ground with a "puff", and the whole person lay on the ground like a pool of mud.

"You want to die. Do you know who we are?"

The chicken's eyes were fierce and knelt on the ground and didn't forget to threaten Ding Ning.

"Boy, you... Let us go quickly, or you'll be dead when brother Jun comes."

The blue haired boy found that his legs couldn't move. He had a strong fear in his heart, but his mouth was still fierce and weak.

Ding Ning grinned darkly: "what military brother asked you to trouble me?"

"Bah, little white face, no one asked us to trouble you. I just don't like you. Don't be complacent. When my brother comes, he must kill you."

The chicken seemed to have confidence in his brother, staring at Ding Ning with resentment in his eyes.

"Chick, your mouth is very hard. I want to see your brother's origin and say, who asked you to trouble me?"

Ding Ning's face sank, and a strong murderous spirit came out through the body, enveloping the three people.

"I... I don't know. I just came here because the chicken asked me to help. Brother, don't... don't kill me. I really don't know."

The blue haired boy was obviously timid. He turned pale and shouted at the top of his voice.

The chicken's face was pale and looked at the expressionless Ding Ning in horror. He felt the murderous spirit from his eldest brother, but it seemed far less terrible than Ding Ning.

The fierce son, who has been biting his teeth and staring at Ding Ning, shivers all over. He doesn't dare to be a tough man anymore. He looks at Ding Ning in fear.

This terrible murderous spirit like Jiuyou hell made him realize that Ding Ning had been very kind to him before. If he was about to kill, he would have died. This is not a level competition at all.

"When I count to three, if no one gives me a statement, don't blame my men for being ruthless, one."

Ding Ning stared at the chicken. The penetrating cold made him jump. He was aware of the fear of death for the first time in his life. The killing intention made him have no doubt that Ding Ning really dared to kill him.

However, Chenxi's identity background is not what he can offend. How dare he betray her? I hope Gazi can speed up and call the eldest brother in time.

"Two!"

Ding Ning's emotionless voice was like a talisman, which made the three people silent, looked at each other, and their faces were full of fear.

"Friend, is it interesting to bully some children?"

A voice full of arrogance came, and a group of people surrounded a tough man in his early thirties and quickly surrounded here.

"Big brother, come and save me. This dog wants to kill me..." the chicken shouted in surprise.

"Three!"

Ding Ning didn't even lift his head and his voice didn't change. With three words in his mouth, he kicked the chicken out.

The chick screamed, sprayed blood in his mouth, flew out upside down, crashed into the car, fell to the ground and didn't move. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"I said, I said, Zhao Chenxi asked us to teach you a lesson."

Seeing Ding Ning's action without hesitation, the last chance in Mengzi's heart was broken. He didn't dare to neglect it any more and confessed in panic.

"Who is Zhao Chenxi? Why does she bother me?"

Ding Ning's head was covered with fog. He was sure he had never heard of the name, and he didn't know when he had offended such a person.

"She is the eldest lady of the Zhao family in Yanjing. Now she is a freshman in Ninghai University. She says you are a little white face and cheat her best friend's money. She is angry, so she asks me and chicken to help her out and teach you a lesson."

The fierce son was afraid that if he spoke slowly, he would annoy the cruel guy and step into the chicken's footsteps, and explained what he knew.