"Just wait and see. My sister Chenxi's best friend is my sister. My brothers will definitely make this gigolo suffer. Let's play with him and scare him first. If he's lucky and doesn't get scared out of his wits, I'll let my brothers teach him a good lesson."
The teenager, who was called Chick, patted his chest and promised as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He found a little fun in his boring life, which not only satisfied his desire to seek excitement, but also made Chen Xi owe him a favor, which made him feel very excited.
In the green fields of the northwest of Song Jiang District, there was a group of small hills, known as Nine Peaks and Twelve Mountains of Songjun. Because there were many curves and few vehicles passed at night, it became a gathering place for these lawless Drag Racing Gangs to illegally race.
In front of the gate of an abandoned repair shop, tires and gasoline barrels were piled up on the ground like fortifications, which separated lanes. The lanes were full of modified luxury cars, and piles of bonfires illuminated the site as if it were daytime.
The stereo was also playing deafening heavy metal music. Drag Racing Gangs, dressed in strange clothes and with strange hairstyles, gathered in groups of three or five to drink beer, or chat, or gamble, or laugh and fight, or take drugs, or sway with the music. Women in revealing clothes shuttled back and forth among the men, allowing these men to touch them, and smiled extremely coquettishly and charmingly.
What was more excessive was that some men and women even carried out the live version of car sex, but the people around them had long been accustomed to it, and some even whistled to cheer.
The whole scene was extravagant and absurd, degenerate and decadent, as if a group of demons were dancing, which made people unable to bear to look at it.
Ding Ning stopped the car and frowned at this scene. Although he had long heard that some rich children had no goals in life and abandoned themselves to live a luxurious and obscene life, he still could not accept it psychologically when he saw it with his own eyes.
"Boy, come down!"
Chick got out of the car carelessly. Seeing Ding Ning did not come down for a long time, he thought Ding Ning was afraid. With a cigarette in his mouth, he walked over and kicked hard on Ding Ning's door and scolded.
Ding Ning suddenly felt that the parents of this group of people were so pitiful. They worked hard to raise them, giving them money to squander at will and the best living and learning environment.
However, they didn't appreciate it at all. They lived in their own world, doing nothing all day, leading a befuddled life, squandering their parents' hard-earned money.
They dressed themselves up nondescript and unconventional to attract the attention of others in order to show their self-righteous personality. They even sought the thrill of extreme speed. They did not take their own lives seriously at all. They were simply a group of pitiful creatures who were useless to society.
But these had nothing to do with Ding Ning. What he cared about was who wanted to deal with him.
He opened the door, got down, and stared at Chick with no expression. The advantage of height made him full of a condescending sense of oppression.
Chick's cheeks were thin, his eyes were blue, and his footsteps were weak. At first glance, he was the kind of Childe who had been emptied of his body. Being stared by Ding Ning's cold eyes, he was so scared that he kept retreating.
The people from the other three cars also got out. A burly man who was more than 1.8 meters tall got out of the BMW. A man and a woman got out of the Ferrari and Lamborghini respectively. They looked young, about 17 or 18 years old.
A total of six people surrounded Ding Ning. When Chick saw his companions coming, he immediately became courageous and sneered, "Gigolo, do you dare to play a game with me?"
"Play a game? What? Drag racing? "
Ding Ning looked at these little kids rather amusedly. He felt that the enemy hiding in the dark was too ridiculous. He even found these little kids to deal with him.
"Yes, drag racing. Do you dare? Walk along the mountain road for a lap. Whoever comes back first wins. "
The burly man took a step forward and looked at Ding Ning provocatively. He only wore a tight vest, and his two pectoral muscles kept shaking. He seemed to want to intimidate Ding Ning.
Ding Ning unceremoniously stretched out his hand and took out a pack of soft Chunghwa cigarettes from the chest pocket of the only blue-haired boy who looked normal. He leisurely lit it up, took a deep breath, and said, "Tell me, who asked you to provoke me?"
"Don't talk nonsense. I just ask you if you dare to play a game. Don't play big. One million per game."
The muscular man seemed to feel that his dignity was challenged. He pointed at Ding Ning's nose and said.
Ding Ning leaned against the car and smoked indifferently. He did not even look at him. "Answer my question. My patience is limited."
"You f * cking court death!"
Seeing that he dared to ignore him, the muscular man suddenly became furious. He reached out and slapped him in the face, wanting to show his power.
"The muscles that are trained in the gym look good but are not useful."
Ding Ning said lightly. When the muscular man's slap was about to hit his face, Ding Ning reached out like lightning and grabbed his wrist with his slender hand.
The muscular man only felt that his wrist was fixed by an iron hoop and could not move, so that he could not get rid of it even with all his strength. His face suddenly turned red and he shouted, "You f * cking let go of me."
Ding Ning frowned and a cold light flashed in his eyes. "You have such a bad mouth at such a young age. You really deserve to be beaten."
"Pa", the muscular man did not even react. His face was slapped loudly. He saw stars and felt pain on his cheek. He opened his mouth and spat out a tooth.
"Mengzi, are you okay?"
Chick's face changed and shouted nervously. The way he looked at Ding Ning had changed. He thought that Ding Ning was just a weak gigolo, but he did not expect that Ding Ning was so agile.
Mengzi was also tough. Noticing that Ding Ning had let go of his wrist, he 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 this kid dares to fight, then I will play with him."
Ding Ning sneered. "I have been merciful just now. If you still don't know what's good for you, I will let you suffer later."
Seeing Ding Ning's fearless look, Chick rolled his eyes and winked at the boy with red hair.
The boy with red hair understood. He pulled the girl with heavy makeup beside him and quietly slipped away to get help.
Ding Ning did not care. He just wanted to see who was the behind-the-scenes manipulator. He did not put these little kids in his eyes.
Mengzi roared, "Go to hell!"
He punched Ding Ning's face fiercely.
"I hate people who hit my face the most. Generally, when I encounter such a situation, I will hit back."
When Mengzi's fist was about to hit his face, Ding Ning said faintly. He stretched out his left hand lightly and grabbed his fist.
"Pa!"
He flicked the cigarette butt with his right hand and slapped Mengzi's face.
"Pa!"
Another slap with his backhand.
"Pa pa pa!"
Forehand … backhand …
One after another, Mengzi was slapped into a pig's head in a blink of an eye.
Mengzi was dizzy. He wanted to fight back, but he could not even move. He could only be beaten passively and screamed in pain.
"Damn, Centipede, go together!"
Chick could not stand it anymore. He roared and rushed to Ding Ning with the blue-haired boy.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
Two consecutive sounds of kneeling on the ground, Chick and the boy named Centipede did not even get close to Ding Ning. They felt their legs softened and knelt in front of Ding Ning.
"Ah!"
The girl next to Centipede screamed in fright and turned to run.
Ding Ning did not care about her. He shook his hand slightly, and Mengzi with a swollen face also knelt on the ground with a "plop". The whole person lay on the ground like a puddle of mud.
"You are looking for death. Do you know who we are?"
Chick's eyes were fierce. He did not forget to threaten Ding Ning while kneeling on the ground.
"Boy, you … you let us go quickly, or when Brother Jun comes, you will be dead."
The blue-haired boy found that his legs could not move. He had a deep fear in his heart, but he still shouted fiercely.
Ding Ning grinned gloomily, "Is it that Brother Jun who asked you to trouble me?"
"Bah, gigolo, no one asked us to trouble you. I just don't like you. Don't be complacent. When my brother comes, he will kill you."
Chick seemed to have a lot of confidence in his brother. He stared at Ding Ning with resentment and threatened.
"Chick, you are quite stubborn. I want to see what is your brother's background. Say, who asked you to trouble me?"
Ding Ning's face darkened. A strong murderous aura came out of his body and covered the three people.
"I … I don't know. Chick asked me to help, so I came. Big brother, don't … don't kill me. I really don't know."
The blue-haired boy was obviously timid. He was scared by this murderous aura with a pale face and shouted at the top of his voice.
Chick's face was pale, and he looked at the expressionless Ding Ning in horror. He had felt such a murderous aura from his big brother, but it seemed to be far less terrible than Ding Ning's.
Mengzi, who had been gnashing his teeth and staring at Ding Ning, shivered at this moment. He no longer dared to pretend to be a tough man and looked at Ding Ning with fear.
This horrible murderous aura like the hell made him realize that Ding Ning had been very kind to him before. If Ding Ning really wanted to kill him, he had already died. This was not a competition of the same level at all.
"I count to three. If no one gives me an explanation, don't blame me for being merciless. One."
Ding Ning stared at Chick coldly. The bone-chilling coldness made him frightened. For the first time in his life, he felt the fear of death. The murderous aura made him have no doubt that Ding Ning really dared to kill him.
However, he could not afford to offend Chenxi's identity and background. How dare he betray her? He hoped that Ga Zi could be faster and call his big brother in time.
"Two!"
Ding Ning's emotionless voice was like a death-hastening talisman, which made the three people silent out of fear. They looked at each other and their faces were full of fear.
"Friend, is it interesting to bully a few children?"
A voice full of arrogance came. A group of people surrounded a sturdy man in his early thirties and quickly surrounded here.
"Big brother, come and save me. This motherf * cker wants to kill me …" Chick shouted in surprise.
"Three!"
Ding Ning did not even raise his head and his voice did not change. As he shouted the three words, he kicked Chick out.
Chick screamed and spat blood from his mouth. He flew out and hit the car. He fell to the ground and did not move. No one knew whether he was dead or alive.
"I'll tell you. I'll tell you. Zhao Chenxi asked us to teach you a lesson."
Seeing Ding Ning attack without hesitation, the last fluke in Mengzi's heart was also broken. He no longer dared to neglect and hurriedly told the truth.
"Who is Zhao Chenxi? Why does she want to trouble me? "
Ding Ning was full of confusion. He was sure that he had never heard of this name and did not know when he offended such a person.
"She is the First Miss of the Zhao Family in Yanjing. She is now a freshman in Ninghai University. She said that you are a gigolo who cheated her best friend's money. She was so angry that she asked me and Chick to help her vent her anger and teach you a lesson."
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