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"I'm going to find someone to do something, and Minister Tian is a good friend of mine. Ding Yi said with a smile.

The three of them looked at Ding Yi blankly, and then laughed.

"Grass you, it's okay to come to the capital, you hillbillies. ”

"You're a young man, you have brains, and you're much better than those who say you're traveling. ”

"Those with fine skin and tender meat are a little reluctant to fight. One of them took a baton and lightly tapped Ding Yi's face a few times, with a smile on his face.

Smiling and laughing, his expression suddenly became hideous, swish, and waved the baton, about to hit Ding Yi's head with a stick.

"---Ahh

The third security guard was about to rush up and beat Ding Yi to death first, but when he heard this voice, he withdrew his hand at the same time and turned to look.

The gate was changed to iron, and boom, the iron gate was pushed open, and someone was dragged in.

This man is about 30 years old, a man, more than 1.9 meters tall, and his body is also very strong, but now he is shackled with iron chains on his hands and feet, his whole body is almost completely gone, and his body is full of wounds.

Four security guards were dragging him, two grasping hands and two grabbing feet.

It's a bit hard to grasp.

"Wow roar, ah---- let me out--- ah---hhhh

It was only with great difficulty that the man was dragged into the room.

"Brother Chunmei, come to help, this guy is so cross. The four security guards shouted.

It was Brother Chunmei who had just beaten Ding Yi with a stick, and he smiled when he heard this: "You four wastes, you haven't subdued him for three days, look at me." ”

He ignored Ding Yi and strode over.

The man was pressed to the ground by four security guards, and one of the four security guards pressed one of his hands or feet, and he still stared at Brother Chunmei with unconvinced eyes.

"You still have the king's law, and the heavenly law---- let me go, ahhh---h

"Wang Fa, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, our eighth master is the king Fa. Harumi walked over with a sinister smile, lifted the baton, and slammed it on the man's head.

And then it didn't stop at all, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, and pumped a dozen sticks in one go.

The man's face was covered with blood from him, his eyes were rolling, and he was angry.

"Do you want to come to the capital?" Brother Chunmei stepped on the man's face, and then bang, bang, stomped twice, and the man's mouth and nose were full of blood.

"I'm going to grass you. The man still looked at him unconvinced: "Phew" A mouthful of blood in his mouth almost spit on Brother Chunmei's face.

"There's a kind, my Chunmei brother likes to play with people like you, and if I don't play until you are obedient today, I will write the spring character upside down, lift him up, and press it on the wall. Brother Harumi was furious.

"Wow" The man struggled desperately like a madman, and the four security guards on the side were a little unable to hold it, and one of them was rolled up by him with a bracelet and pulled his head.

"Ah, save me. Even the two security guards beside Ding Yi rushed over

The six security guards kicked and 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--- ah--" The man shouted at the four people in the corner who were also locked up here, and shouted at Ding Yi.

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

Ding Yi turned his head and looked at the four in the corner.

Three of them, male and one female, were not very young, in their forties and thirties.

The four of them did not have iron chains on them, but the four of them only shrank in the corner, not daring to move, and stared at the man being pressed against the wall by six people.

"Hit you, I'll let you cross. Brother Chunmei threw away the baton, touched it from his arms, and took out a short knife.

"Hold his hand, Lao Tzu will nail his hand to the wall. ”

Immediately, the two security guards pressed his hand desperately.

"Die. Brother Chunmei waved the short knife, swished, and stabbed down.

Seeing that the knife was about to pierce the man's palm, suddenly Brother Chunmei felt a tightness behind him, and his arm was grabbed in mid-air.

What's the situation?

Before he could turn around, he felt a sharp pain in his arm, and someone grabbed his shoulder and twisted it hard.

"Ahh

Bang, and then he was kicked to the wall, and someone grabbed his hand with one hand and stabbed it down.

fluttered, nailed one palm of Chunmei to the wall.

"Ah," Brother Harumi suddenly screamed.

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

At this time, the other six security guards in the room shouted at the same time, let go of the man, and raised their batons one after another, wanting to rush over and beat Ding Yi.

Ding Yilai had to start beating them, pretending to pull it out from behind, and took out a pistol, bang, bang, bang.

Six shots in a row, hitting six people in the legs.

The six of them rolled into a ball, screaming again and again.

The whole room was stunned, even the person who was handcuffed by the bracelet looked at Ding Yi blankly.

Gunshots were probably heard outside, and soon someone pushed open the iron door, and three more security guards rushed in, one of whom also had a gun.

"Tell your eighth master to come over, say that Dongning Ding Yi is waiting for him here, give him ten minutes. Ding Yi sat on a dilapidated stool inside, playing with a pistol and said slowly.

"What the hell are you?" Brother Chunmei was nailed to the wall and shouted: "him, him, him." ”

The person with the gun was moved by what he said, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Beware of the eighth master peeling your skin. Ding Yi sneered.

The man was stunned for a moment, looking at Ding Yi's momentum, he couldn't really know the eighth master.

He thought about it, but he didn't dare to shoot after all.

"You wait for me. He turned around and went out, pulling out his phone.

"Eighth Master, it's me, someone asked you to come over in ten minutes, saying that his name is Dongning Ding Yi. ”

"Get out, you're looking for death, Lao Tzu is playing cards and has no time, any cat or dog wants to see me. "Speak, the phone will hang up.

Bastard, lied to Lao Tzu, the gunman was furious, turned around and carried a gun and was about to come in to beat Ding Yi to settle the score.

It didn't take a few steps before the phone rang.

When I looked at the number, it was still the eighth master's.

As soon as the phone was connected, the eighth master's tone was a little panicked: "What did you just say, what is that person's name?"

"Dongning Ding Yi, very young, looks like he is only eighteen or nineteen years old. ”

"I'm going to grass you, don't mess around, I'll be there right away. When the eighth master heard this, his soul flew out of the sky.

Then think about it, he's too far away from here, and he can't get there in ten minutes: "Help me take a leave, half an hour, half an hour will be there." ”

In less than half an hour, a car rushed into the factory, and because it was driving too fast, it almost hit a security guard when braking.

The door opened, and someone almost jumped out.

This person is in his thirties, wearing a big emerald ring on his hand and a Tang costume, and he is the famous black and white eighth master in the capital.

He took three steps and two steps, rushed into the room, and looked at it, sitting there playing with his mobile phone, did he really look like Ding Yi's.

He hadn't seen Ding Yi, but he had this momentum at the age of eighteen or nineteen, and he couldn't think of anyone else.

"Brother Dongning Yi?" The eighth master was surrounded by many people, and he didn't care about his face, and asked Ding Yi cautiously.

"Twenty-four minutes, Eighth Master, you have a kind of ah, I Ding Yi speak, when I fart?" Ding Yi smiled, knowing my name, you dare to come so slowly.

As soon as he heard this, the eighth master's heart sank, it's over, it's really Ding Yi.

As soon as Ding Yi's words fell, the eighth master knelt directly in front of so many of his younger brothers.

Then the voice was like crying: "Brother Yi, I didn't mean to, I was in the fifteenth ring road, I ran nineteen red lights all the way, and hit three cars before I arrived here." ”

There was a lot of surprise all around, and everyone was stunned.

Even Brother Chunmei looked at the eighth master blankly.

He has been with the eighth master for eight years, and he has never seen the eighth master have such an attitude towards anyone.

With the status of the eighth master today, even if he can't mess with the ministerial-level officials and cabinet members in the capital, he won't be scared to this point.

Ding Yi didn't speak, just looked at the eighth master quietly.

The eighth master looked up and found that Ding Yi did not react, and then thought about the legend of Ding Yi, gritted his teeth, his heart was horizontal, and he took out a short knife from behind him, whoosh, and cut off the little finger of his left hand.

Ni, Chun America has been speechless and completely sluggish.

"Brother Yi, I admit my mistake like this, okay?" said the eighth master with a sad face.

"There's a guy under you named Big Horn who once asked someone to drive me into me. Ding Yi said slowly.

As soon as the eighth master heard it, I knew that you were going to mention it, but without saying a word, it was another knife, pounced, and the ring finger of the left hand fell off again.