Chapter 162 You don’t deserve it!
"Who dares to stop us from doing things as Zhongqing Society?"
"Since you don't know how to appreciate my kindness, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"You guys, be careful when you attack, and give this kid some time."
Ding Xiaoxie snorted coldly, waved to his younger brothers, and prepared to continue teaching Fang Zhanbo a lesson.
"Hehe, don't worry, big brother. I will definitely teach him a lesson he will never forget."
"Especially this pretty girl, I will definitely treat her well."
The leading little brother was shaking the wooden baseball bat in his hand with an extremely obscene expression. His pair of green bean-sized eyes had been looking the little Jew up and down from the beginning. He would occasionally stick out his tongue to lick his lips, which were even stained with yellowish mucus, which was quite disgusting.
The little Jew grabbed Lin Zehao's arm tightly, her pretty face full of disgust.
Just as the younger brothers were about to take action, Ding Xiaoxie suddenly shouted, "Wait!"
The younger brothers were stunned for a moment and were about to ask what was going on, but they found that Ding Xiaoxie was staring at the handsome man with a serious expression.
For a moment, the younger brothers were a little confused and did not dare to act rashly.
Ding Xiaoxie kept looking at Lin Zehao, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt something was wrong.
There were only two people on the other side, and one of them was a powerless girl.
According to normal logic, if it were an ordinary person, he would have started shouting and begging for mercy, or turned around and ran away.
However, Lin Zehao was extremely calm.
Ding Xiaoxie saw it clearly. When facing the baseball bats in the hands of his younger brothers, he didn't even raise his eyelids.
With such a performance, coupled with an aura that was as dazzling as the bright moon even in the dark, Ding Xiaoxie immediately judged that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person.
Therefore, Ding Xiaoxie made a decision in an instant and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, what happened just now was all a misunderstanding. If you don't know Fang Zhanbo, please feel free to do as you please."
Ding Xiaoxie is the big brother of the Zhongqing Society, so he is very sensitive to the unique temperament of the society's big brothers.
He seriously suspected that the man in front of him was also a gang leader.
But I don’t know which one is stronger compared to his Zhongqing Society.
In order to avoid unnecessary complications, Ding Xiaoxie decided to take a step back.
"is it?"
"Just now, your subordinates said a lot of unpleasant things to her. Now you want to let it go just because of one sentence. How can this be justified?"
"Am I still a man if I can't even protect a woman?"
"Or do you think I look like someone with a good temper?"
Lin Zehao took out a box of Marlboro, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it. The whole set of movements was indescribably elegant.
As the smoke was exhaled and dissipated, the whole person seemed to have a sense of being out of this world.
Ethereal and mysterious.
"What do you want?"
Feeling that invisible aura, Ding Xiaoxie's tone became solemn, and even his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. In order to ease his emotions, he subconsciously reached out for a cigarette, but in the end he only found an empty cigarette box.
He wanted to ask the younger brothers around him for a cigarette, but found that they were all captivated by the aura emitted by the man in front of them. They subconsciously lowered their heads and had no time to pay attention to the movements of him, the boss.
This weird behavior made Ding Xiaoxie even more curious about the identity of the man in front of him.
There is only one person, but he seems to have the momentum of thousands of troops.
Even Fang Zhanbo, who was lying on the ground, tried hard to raise his head and looked at Lin Zehao in front of him with envious eyes. He even fantasized that one day he would be able to become such a majestic man.
This way, he no longer has to be afraid of the Ding family.
Revenge for his father is just around the corner.
"Since you can't discipline your men, I can help you."
"Leave the rude person to me. The rest has nothing to do with you."
"And I'm going to take the man under your feet with me too." Lin Zehao said, flicking the ash off his cigarette. Although his tone was not heavy, it sounded like thunder from the sky to everyone.
The brothers couldn't understand why a stranger they had never met would make them subconsciously afraid to this extent.
Obviously, the other party does not look like a ferocious type, and his style of behavior is gentle and elegant, and he can be described as a handsome young man in this world.
However, they will feel a strong fear.
In fact, it was even stronger than when facing his eldest brother Ding Xiaoxie.
All the younger brothers lowered their heads and dared not speak. Only the leader who had spoken rudely to the little Jew earlier said with an unpleasant expression, "Who do you think you are? Why are you pretending to be a big brother here?"
"My boss was kind enough to let you go, but you took advantage of me. You are so shameless!"
"I'm telling you, we in the Zhongqing Society are not to be trifled with!"
The small leader finally exploded under the oppressive atmosphere. In his opinion, Lin Zehao was obviously alone, but he dared to pretend to be a big brother in front of them, the real gangsters. He really didn't know what he was talking about.
After revealing the other person's true identity, he will definitely ruthlessly ravage and play with the woman next to him!
Thinking of this, the little leader's face showed an obscene expression again, and even saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoxie thought something was wrong. Just as he was about to explain, he saw a man with long yellow hair parted in the middle rushing over from a distance and punching the little leader in the stomach.
Originally, A Mai and Luo Tianhong followed with their younger brothers from a distance, fearing that they would disturb their boss's good deeds.
I heard the quarrel just now and rushed over, which led to the current scene.
In an instant, the little leader bent into a shrimp shape, his face turned red, and he vomited out everything he had eaten in the morning.
"Push to the street!"
"How dare you raise your voice to me, you frog in the well!"
A Mai cursed and kicked the little leader in the head, and the other party fainted immediately.
The face came into close contact with the filth spit on the ground, making the already obscene appearance even more disgusting.
At this time, the younger brothers who had followed Ama all the way finally arrived.
After taking a look at the situation on the field, he subconsciously reached for his waist, but was stopped by Ama with his eyes.
Seeing this, two younger brothers stepped forward and dragged away the little leader who looked like a dead dog. The whole process was extremely smooth without any sense of stagnation.
By the time the people from Zhongqing Society reacted, the little leader had disappeared. Only the remnants of fish balls on the ground were silent proof that such a person had ever existed.
Almost at the same time, the sound of swallowing saliva was heard in the corridor, and the younger brothers looked at each other, with shock and fear written on their faces.
They have been doing this for such a long time that they have some experience, but they have never seen anyone with such an arrogant style of behavior.
How dare you take someone away in front of so many people? What’s the difference between this and kidnapping?
Although the younger brothers were resentful, their boss was scared and it was not their turn to speak.
"Brother, which path are you on?"
"They took my subordinates away right in front of me. If this gets out, how can I, Ding Xiaoxie, survive?"
"Bring the person back now, otherwise you won't be able to leave today!"
Ding Xiaoxie kicked Fang Zhanbo aside, walked slowly to Lin Zehao, and spoke in a fierce tone.
Things have developed to this point. Even if he doesn't want to conflict with this group of people of unknown origin, there is no other way.
Otherwise, if this matter gets out, he will definitely become a laughing stock in the world.
"I'm sorry, but you can't stand in front of me and talk to me yet."
"Because you don't deserve it."
As he spoke, Lin Zehao loosened his fingers, and the small piece of cigarette that was left fell rapidly under the pull of gravity and landed on Ding Xiaoxie's high-end handmade leather shoes.
In an instant, a black spot appeared on the white upper.
(End of this chapter)
