Chapter 380

"I'm going to work for someone. Minister Tian is my good friend." Ding Yi said with a smile.

They stare at Ding Yi, and then laugh.

"Grass you, nothing to come to the capital, you Hicks."

"You are really a young man. You have brains, which are much better than those who come to travel."

"Thin skinned and tender, they are a little reluctant to fight." One of them, holding a baton, gently nods on Ding Yi's face with a smile on his face.

Laughing, his expression suddenly ferocious up, whoosh, waving a baton, is about to face Ding Yi's head is a stick.

"Ah, ah -- ah --" just then, a wild animal like cry came from outside.

The three security guards were supposed to rush up and beat Ding Yi to death first. When they heard the sound, they stopped and turned to look.

The gate has been changed into iron. Boom, the iron gate has been pushed open, and someone has been dragged in.

This man is about 30 years old. He is a man. He is over 1.9 meters tall and very strong. But now his hands and feet are chained, his clothes are almost missing, and his body is full of wounds.

Four security guards are dragging him, two hands and two feet.

That's why I can't catch it.

"Whoa, whoa - let me out - ah --" the man struggled desperately, the chain was creaking on the ground, his body was writhing and swaying like a big boat, and four security guards kept falling, so he couldn't catch it.

It was not easy to drag the man into the room.

"Brother Chunmei, come and help. This guy is so horizontal." Then he yelled for the four security guards.

The one who has just hit Ding Yi is Chun Mei. Wen Yan grins grimly: "you four trash, you haven't convinced him for three days. Look at me."

He ignored Ding Yi and strode over.

The man was pressed on the ground by four security guards, and one of them pressed his hand or foot. In this way, he still glared at Chunmei with a defiant look.

"You still have the law of the king and the law of heaven -- let me go, ah --"

"Wang fa? At the foot of the emperor, our eighth master is the king Chun Meige walked over with a grim smile, raised his baton and banged it on the man's head.

And then it didn't stop at all. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. I smoked more than a dozen sticks in one breath.

The man's face was covered with blood, his eyes turned white and he was angry.

"Do you want to come to the capital?" Chun Mei stepped on the man's face, then banged, banged and stomped twice. The man's mouth and nose were full of blood.

"I don't care about you." The man is still not satisfied with looking at him: "bah" mouth a mouthful of blood almost vomit to spring beauty elder brother face.

"Yes, my brother Chun Mei likes to play with people like you. If I don't play with you today, I'll write the word Chun upside down, lift him up and press it on the wall." Chunmei is furious.

"Wow," the man struggled like a madman. Four security guards on the side couldn't hold it. One of them was caught by him with a bracelet.

"Ah, help me." Even the two security guards around Ding Yi rushed in

The six security guards kicked and finally separated the chain and held the man down again.

"What are you looking at? Let's fight together. What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of --" the man yelled at four people who were also locked up here in the corner, and yelled at Ding Yi.

In his opinion, as long as these people have a little courage, they can fight out. Now they are locked here like dead dogs and huddled in the corner. Even the courage and will that human beings need most are lost.

Ding Yi turns his head and looks at four people in the corner.

Among them, three men and one woman are not very young. They are in their forties and thirties.

There was no iron chain on the four, but they only shrank in the corner and did not dare to move. They stared at the man being pushed to the wall by six people.

"Hit you, I'll let you cross." Chun Mei threw away his baton, touched it in his arms and took out a knife.

"Hold down his hand, I will nail it to the wall."

Immediately, the two security guards pressed his hand desperately.

"To die." Chun Mei waved his knife and stabbed it down.

Seeing that the knife was about to pierce the man's palm, suddenly Chun Mei felt tight behind him, and his arm was pulled in mid air.

What happened?

Before he looked back, he felt a sharp pain in his arm. Someone grabbed him by the shoulder and twisted him.

"Ah" his hand was reversed behind him, and the other side pulled hard again, turning his body in place.

Bang, then he was kicked to the wall. Someone grabbed his hand and stabbed it.

Puchi, nail Chun Meige's palm to the wall.

"Ah," screamed meghton in spring.

Only at this time did he have time to see that it was Ding Yi who nailed his hand to the wall.

"I grass" at this time, the other six security guards in the room drink hard at the same time, let go of the man, one after another raise the baton, want to rush over and beat Ding Yi.

Ding Yi had to hit them, pretending to pull out a pistol from behind. Bang, bang, bang.

Six shots in a row, six in the leg.

Six people roll together and scream.

The whole room was stunned. Even the man who was handcuffed by the chain was staring at Ding Yi.

The sound of gunfire was heard outside. Soon someone pushed open the iron door and three security guards came in, one of whom also had a gun.

"Ask your eight masters to come here and say that Ding Yi of Dongning will wait for him here and give him ten minutes." Ding Yi sat on an old stool inside, playing with a pistol, and said slowly.

"What are you?" Chunmei was nailed to the wall and yelled, "kill him, kill him, kill him for me."

The man with the gun was moved by his words, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Be careful to skin you." Ding Yi sneers.

That person immediately froze, see Ding Yi's momentum, do not really know eight Ye.

After thinking about it, he didn't dare to shoot.

"You wait for me." He turned to go out and took out his cell phone.

"Eighth master, it's me. Someone told you to come here in ten minutes. He said his name was Dongning Dingyi."

"Go away, you want to die. I'm playing cards. I don't have time. Every dog and cat wants to see me." Well, the phone was hung up.

Son of a bitch, cheat me. The gunner is very angry. He turns around and comes in with a gun to settle the accounts with Ding Yi.

The phone rang within a few steps.

The number is still the eighth master's.

As soon as the phone was connected, the eighth master was a little alarmed: "what did you say just now? What's the name of the man?"

"Dong Ning Ding Yi, very young, looks only 18 or 19 years old."

"I don't care about you. Don't mess around. I'll be right there." Eight ye a listen, the soul flies out of the sky.

Then think about something wrong, he is too far from here, ten minutes to: "help me take a leave, half an hour, half an hour must be there."

In less than half an hour, a car rushed into the factory. Because it was driving too fast, it finally hit a security guard.

The door opened and someone almost jumped out.

This man is in his thirties, wearing a big emerald ring and a Tang suit. He is the famous black-and-white eighth master in Beijing.

He is three and two steps, rushed into the room, take a close look, sitting there playing mobile phone, really like Ding Yi's.

He has never met Ding Yi, but he has such momentum since he was 18 or 19 years old. He can't think of anyone else.

"Brother Dongning Yi?" The eighth master is surrounded by many people. He also ignores face and asks Ding Yi carefully.

"Twenty four minutes, eight ye, you have the guts, I Ding Yi talk, when fart?" Ding Yi grins grimly. If you know my name, you dare to come so slowly.

On hearing this, the eighth master's heart sank. It's over. It's Ding Yi.

"Putong" Ding Yi's voice just fell, the eighth master knelt down in front of so many of his younger brothers.

Then the voice was like crying: "brother Yi, I didn't mean it. I was on the 15th ring road. I ran 19 red lights all the way and hit three cars to get here."

There was surprise all around, and everyone was stunned.

Even Chun Meige is staring at the eighth master.

He has been with him for eight years, and he has never seen such an attitude towards anyone.

As the eighth master is now, even if he is a ministerial official or a member of the cabinet in Beijing, he can't offend him, but he can't frighten him.

Ding Yi doesn't speak. He just looks at the eighth master quietly.

The eighth master looked up and found that Ding Yi didn't respond. He thought about the legend of Ding Yi again. When he bit his teeth, he felt a short knife from behind him. Whoosh, he cut off his left little finger.

Nemo, spring America has been speechless, completely dull.

"Brother Yi, can I admit my mistake like this?" The eighth Master said with a sad face.

"There's a man under you named big horn who used to run into me with a car." Ding Yi said slowly.

Eight ye a listen to, I grass, know you want to mention, two words don't say, is a knife again, pounce, left ring finger fell again.