"Yes!"
Ding Ning did not intend to explain further. He just responded casually and lowered his head to play with his phone in silence.
Anival and Director Zhang looked at each other, unsure of what he was up to.
Those men in black trench coats seemed to be intimidated by Ding Ning and did not dare to continue pestering him. They carried Centipede and Ah Biao into the car and closed the door, neither leaving nor coming over. No one knew what they were doing in the car, but the three cars intentionally or unintentionally blocked the route of Ding Ning's car.
Only Ding Ning knew that they were reporting to the Li family and asking for help.
They knew that Centipede and Ah Biao were the most powerful among them, but they could not be defeated by Ding Ning in one move. If they came over, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths. Thus, they might as well not embarrass themselves and report to the family head first.
Ding Ning was waiting for Li Maoyang to come over personally and solve the problem once and for all. Otherwise, he would not be able to leave with peace of mind.
Although he could also secretly send people to protect Diba and Anival's wife's family, one could only be a thief for a thousand days, not a thief for a thousand days. After all, sending people to protect them was not a long-term solution. The best solution was to eliminate all future troubles.
However, Li Maoyang was much more arrogant than he had imagined. Even though the men in black trench coats had tried their best to exaggerate Ding Ning's skills, Li Maoyang still did not go to deal with Ding Ning himself. Instead, he sent more men to bring the young doctor, who did not know how to appreciate favors, to him.
Creak!
All kinds of cars stopped at the entrance of the Pearl Hotel. The only thing they had in common was that all the cars were black, as if they were afraid that people would not know that they were triads.
Hundreds of men in black trench coats came out of the cars one after another, all holding baseball bats in their hands. They fiercely surrounded Ding Ning's car.
After Sun Kaiwen, who was drunk, got the report from his subordinates, he immediately flew into a rage and cursed, "Damn it, Doctor Ding is my distinguished guest. Who is so stupid to make trouble for him?" Then he led a large group of security guards to rush downstairs aggressively, intending to stand up for Ding Ning.
But as soon as he stepped out of the main hall and saw the imposing manner of the other party, his heart began to race. When he took a closer look, he realised that the leader of the group of black robed men was actually the head of the Li Family's thugs, Crow. He immediately turned around and returned to the hotel, immediately dismissing all the security guards and sternly instructing them to pretend that they did not see anything, and that they did not know anything.
What a joke, that was a member of the Li family. In Wushi, who dared to not give face to the Li family?
Anyway, he could not afford to offend them. Although it was important to make friends with the little miracle-working doctor, it was not worth it for him to take the risk of breaking up his family and killing his family to stand up for him. At his age, safety was still the first priority when traveling in the jianghu.
Crow was very arrogant. He had been sitting in a Bentley commercial car with his eyes closed. After all his subordinates got out of the car, he opened his eyes and slowly got out of the car when one of his trusted subordinates respectfully bent over to open the door for him. Surrounded by his thugs, he walked towards Ding Ning's car with his legs splayed.
The car was a Harvard H6 that Diba had bought for his parents. It was mainly used as a means of transportation, which was in line with the low-key style of Diba's parents. It could not even be compared to the worst Land Rover that the Li Family drove.
Although the car was not worth much, it was well maintained. It had been driven for a few years, but it still looked like a new car. The car's surface was shiny, and the interior was also neat and tidy. It could be seen that Diba's father usually cherished his car.
Looking at this domestic car, Crow had a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth. He pretended to be elegant and knocked on the window, as if he was a gentleman coming to greet a guest.
Even if Centipede and Biaozi, the two subordinates, were KO-ed by Ding Ning in one move, he did not care because they were not on the same level as him.
He was an old man who had followed Li Maoyang all the way.
He had never seen such a big scene. In order to protect Li Maoyang, he had once protected him alone from the encirclement of over a hundred people and forcefully carved out a bloody path, causing the entire underground forces of Wu City to tremble in fear.
Even now, as the Li Family's business grew bigger and bigger, they gradually washed their hands clean. He also followed suit and became the head of security of Huayang Group's head office in Wushi.
Although he wore a suit and tie, as long as they saw him, Crow, all the brothers in the underworld would respectfully call him Brother Crow.
A strong dragon would not crush a snake in its territory. Wasn't he just a little doctor who knew a little martial arts? He dared to pretend in the Li Family's territory. He was really reckless.
If it weren't for the young master who was still waiting for him to save his life, according to his temper in the past, he would have directly asked someone to smash this Harvard H6 and put the people into the concrete mixer to grind them as building materials. He would not have talked to him here.
Sizzle!
The electric window slowly rolled down, revealing Ding Ning's expressionless face. He stared at him coldly and did not speak.
This attitude made Crow very uncomfortable. He raised his head and chest, pointed his nostrils at Ding Ning, and said in a condescending manner, "Doctor Ding, right? I apologize for my rudeness earlier. Please come with me. "
Ding Ning muttered something in a low voice, but Crow did not hear it clearly. He subconsciously bent down to the window and asked, "What did you say?"
"Ow!"
The next moment, a fist smashed hard on the bridge of his nose. His nose was bleeding, and tears were flowing. He was in so much pain that he covered his broken nose and let out a miserable howl.
The men in black trench coats suddenly became chaotic. They surrounded Crow and showed their loyalty to him. There were also many hatchet men who stood at the back, waving their baseball bats and rushing to the Harvard H6 with angry faces. It seemed that they wanted to smash the car to force Ding Ning out to vent their anger.
"You wait in the car. No one is to get out."
Ding Ning ignored Director Zhang, who was limp all over and kept muttering 'it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over.' He instructed the ashen-faced Anival and nervous Diba.
Diba did not speak. She suddenly grabbed his hand with a pale face, and her eyes were full of worry. From her slightly trembling hand, it could be seen how frightened she was at the moment. There were hundreds of well-trained hatchet men. Ding Ning would be courting death if he went down alone.
Ding Ning gently patted her hand and comforted her with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Don't forget, I'm a magician. Open your eyes and watch. I'll show you magic."
Diba seemed to be infected by his calm mood. She nodded and let go of his hand. Although she did not know this man whom she had already devoted herself to, the mysteriousness he showed gave her an indescribable sense of security. It made her inexplicably believe that even in the face of these hatchet men, he could escape unscathed.
"Don't go down. Let's drive out."
Anival suggested with a slightly trembling voice. Although he had seen a group fight, it was still far beyond the limit of his imagination for one person to face hundreds of hatchet men. He did not even have the courage to follow Ding Ning out of the car.
"No, the person I'm waiting for hasn't arrived yet. Lock the car door and don't get out. I promise that nothing will happen."
Ding Ning's tone was full of strong confidence. Perhaps this confidence had infected Anival, making him feel more at ease. His eyes gleamed with determination. "I'll go with you."
"No, all of you wait in the car. No one is allowed to get out."
Ding Ning said in an unquestionable tone. He pushed the door open and got out of the car. He closed the door behind him and turned around with a smile. "Don't forget to take a picture."
Bang!
A hatchet man waved the baseball bat in his hand and smashed it hard at Ding Ning's head.
But in Diba's dull eyes, the rod somehow missed. It didn't hit Ding Ning, but hit the door of the Haval H6 instead of Ding Ning.
That was not the reason why she was surprised. What really shocked her was that the baseball bat did not cause any damage to the door. Instead, it bounced back and hit the hatchet man's head. His eyes rolled back and he fainted on the ground.
But this was not the end. It was just the beginning. Next, it was time for Ding Ning to perform.
He shuttled back and forth in the crowd of hatchet men like a butterfly. The hatchet men were all fierce and ferocious. They exerted all their strength, but they could not even touch him.
That was not all. What puzzled them the most was that they were clearly aiming at Ding Ning, but every time, they would inexplicably hit their companions, causing them to scream incessantly. Their companions fell down one by one in a muddle-headed manner.
"Is this the magic you're going to show me? I like it very much. "
Diba covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes sparkling. Her heart that had been hanging in her throat also fell to the ground. She murmured softly.
Her nervous mood suddenly relaxed. She remembered Ding Ning's instructions and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to start recording. Even if Ding Ning did not say it, she would take a picture and enjoy it.
But when she took out her mobile phone, she found that Anival's execution ability was far better than hers. He had already taken out his mobile phone and was taking pictures with relish. He even exclaimed, "Is this the legendary Eighteen Drops of Staining Clothes? I didn't expect Brother Ding Ning to be a martial arts master. It's so cool. "
Director Zhang's expression was very interesting. Although Ding Ning had once again exceeded his expectations, he still did not think that he could compete with a giant like the Li family. He said very untimely, "No matter how good his martial arts are, he is still afraid of a kitchen knife. If we really push the Li family too far, they will dare to use guns."
These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads, cooling their hot blood immediately. There was a hidden worry between their brows.
Yes, no matter how good Ding Ning was at fighting, once the Li family was desperate and used guns, how could flesh and blood compete with bullets?
"Beat him. Break his nose and legs. Just leave his hands for young master's treatment."
Crow sat in the car, covering his nose and roaring furiously through the window.
He, who was called Brother Crow by the experienced people in the underworld, had his nose broken by a sneak attack. This was a great humiliation.
If it had happened ten or eight years ago, before he retired from the underworld, he might not have been so angry if his nose was broken.
How could a person not be stabbed in the pugilistic world? How could a person not be injured? It was common for people to be seriously injured. A small injury like a broken nose was simply not worth mentioning.
But over the years, he lived like a prince. Wherever he went, people would flatter him respectfully, which made him enjoy the feeling of being looked up to. That was the treatment that a superior person should have.
In addition, Li Maoyang had always taught him that those who worked with their minds governed people, and those who worked with their muscles governed people. Fighting and killing were things that the inferior people did. A superior person could make the inferior people work for him with just one word.
In this regard, Crow deeply agreed. Under Li Maoyang's influence, he was no longer the hot-blooded Crow of the past who would fight with his life on the line, but was now a member of the upper class who cared more about face and reputation.
Therefore, having his nose broken, these injuries that were not worth mentioning in the past made him feel humiliated. He felt that this little doctor in Ninghai deliberately wanted him, a superior person, to make a fool of himself in public.
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