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And the young man who turned his back to Ding Changsheng also stood up, followed, and when he walked not far from Ding Changsheng, Ding Changsheng had already lifted the red hair upside down to the fire, and if he took a step further, the red hair of the red hair was probably a ball of fire.

"Give me face and let him go". The young man said softly, but he seemed to be very disdainful of Ding Changsheng, but the person who came with him kept looking at Ding Changsheng, because he could see that Ding Changsheng was probably trying to lure the two of them out.

"Give you face, who are you? Are you his eldest brother?" Ding Changsheng asked with a smile.

"Yes, he followed me, and now that he is released, we will have nothing to do, otherwise, you will regret coming to this world."

"Yes, I want to see how capable you are, dare to say that I regret coming to this world, it seems that you are a hooligan leader, do you really have two hits?" Ding Changsheng didn't stop him, and quickly swept the red hair over, and his hair was on fire in an instant, so frightened that the red hair covered his head with both hands, and kept beating, but it was too late, not to mention the beautiful red hair curls, it was already burned to the point of bald skin, and it was strange again and again.

The young man who was talking to Ding Changsheng just now had a pale face, but he still maintained a good self-cultivation, which was unexpected by Ding Changsheng, it seems that this guy is really not an ordinary person, I don't know what this guy is about.

"Friend, killing people is not a nod to the ground, just mean it, my name is Zhu Qinghui, we can make friends, how about it?"

As soon as Ding Changsheng let go, he threw Hongmao to the ground, then jumped off the chair, kicked Hongmao's buttocks, and said, "Go, apologize to the person you beat, slap yourself a hundred times and leave."

"Boss, I'm ......" Hongmao looked at Zhu Qinghui, helplessly begging for help, he couldn't beat others, and now people are forcing him to apologize, you, the boss, give a charter, what should I do.

Zhu Qinghui saw that Ding Changsheng was not in the oil and salt, if he let Hongmao slap himself in front of the public, he would have to apologize, and then he would be confused on the territory of Jiangdu in the future.

He didn't pay attention to Ding Changsheng, nor did he pay attention to the red hair, but took a few steps back, glanced at the young man behind him, that person understood, nodded, and clenched his fists with both hands, Ding Changsheng heard the clicking sound at the joints when he was far away, it seems that this kid is really a practitioner.

"Changsheng, forget it, don't make trouble, let's go." At this time, Qiao Hongcheng came out and said, because he already knew who the person named Zhu Qinghui on the other side was, if he could not tear his face, he should not tear his face, if he really tore his face, everyone would not look good.

Ding Changsheng turned around and walked to Qiao Hongcheng's side, at this time, Zhu Qinghui was already on the phone, and the young man beside him was already walking towards Ding Changsheng with a fierce attitude, even if Ding Changsheng wanted to quit, it seemed too late now.

"I want to go, no, it's so easy". The person who came spoke stiff Chinese, and Ding Changsheng was puzzled, isn't it Chinese?

Qiao Hongcheng was also stunned, turned around and pulled Ding Changsheng over, and said: "Be careful, this person doesn't seem to be Chinese, and besides, you have to be careful with the person named Zhu Qinghui, I didn't recognize it just now, and now I know that he is Mayor Zhu's son when I hear the name."

"Mayor Zhu?" Ding Changsheng wondered, he didn't know which Mayor Zhu Qiao Hongcheng was talking about, the provincial capital of Jiangdu is also the mayor Zhu Peijun's surname is Zhu, could this be Zhu Peijun's son?

But the situation didn't allow him to think about it anymore, turned around and saw that the person had already attacked, and as soon as he raised his leg, he almost reached his brow, and then quickly smashed it down, seeing that it was about to hit Ding Changsheng's head, this person was tall and raised his legs high, but Ding Changsheng flashed and snatched it away, this kick hit the ground, Ding Changsheng could feel the ground tremble, this kick is indeed genuine.

Of course, Ding Changsheng would not give him a chance, in the process of dodging, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the other party's clothes, and with all his strength, he actually ripped off the buttons of the other party's shirt, and because his clothes were tied in the belt, Ding Changsheng pulled it like this, and stabbed it, this person's shirt was basically torn by Ding Changsheng.

Ding Changsheng smiled, gently threw away the clothes in his hand, and asked, "Is it a stick or a devil?"

He meant to ask if the other party was a Korean stick or a Japanese devil, because in his opinion, such a face was very similar to that of an East Asian race, and it was either Japanese or Korean.

This guy was so embarrassed by Ding Changsheng in one round, so naturally he wouldn't give up, so he simply took off all his shirts and competed with Ding Changsheng shirtless.

I have to admit that this kid really has two blows, the punch is fast, and the strength is very strong, Ding Changsheng estimated, if this punch hits himself, although he doesn't say that he is injured, it must be very painful, so he has always used the flexibility of Tai Chi Thirteen to gradually resolve the opponent's offensive, and after a few circles, Ding Changsheng suddenly changed his style of play, and actually took the initiative to punch, and punched in the fist socket under the opponent's shoulder, this time he actually did not knock the opponent down, but just retreated backwards, and after a few staggers, he finally stabilized his footing temporarily。

Zhu Qinghui is also looking at this, his face is very unsightly, and Ding Changsheng is not a Chinese, but his friend, Ono Saburo, is his classmate who studied in Japan, when in school, Ono Saburo's kung fu is top-notch, Zhu Qinghui has seen him wound and cripple his opponent more than once, but this time, Ono Saburo seems to have taken advantage of it at all.

A sharp siren sounded from far and near, Zhu Qinghui's worried look finally improved, it seems that his rescue is not too late, who is this guy called Changsheng? It would be great if he could take it for his own use, if not, he must not be kept.

The police car came, Ding Changsheng and Ono Saburo didn't fight again, Qiao Hongcheng didn't expect that there would be so many troubles tonight, it seems that the police were found by Zhu Qinghui, otherwise, the police got out of the car and didn't ask Ding Changsheng and Ono Saburo who were confronting each other, but walked directly to Zhu Qinghui.

"Zhu Shao, what's wrong?" The person who came was Luo Wei, the captain of the Jiangdu Patrol Brigade, who happened to be on duty tonight, and when he saw that it was Zhu Qinghui's phone, he hurried over.

"That person, do you see, what is it called Changsheng, there is a bit of a conflict with us, you take it to the police station, and I will go there later, to see who this guy is, not to mention the red hair, even my Japanese friend was injured, you can watch it." After Zhu Qinghui finished speaking, he beckoned to Ono Saburo and Hongmao, and prepared to leave.