Ding Changsheng did not look at the red hair anymore, but looked at the two people on the table next door. One was facing Ding Changsheng, and could see clearly, the young man in his 100 or 20 years old, and the other was a man with his back to him. He couldn't see who he was, but there was no doubt that the elder brother Hongmao was talking about was one of them.

At this time, the boys who came with the girl stopped working and stood up to surround the red hair. Ding Changsheng thought that the red hair would restrain him after these boys surrounded him, but unexpectedly, the red hair not only did not restrain him, but instead had a conflict with these boys.

The girl took the opportunity to run aside, but the boys were obviously not against Red Hat, and they were beaten down by Hongmao after a few seconds. Ding Changsheng called 110 at this time. After Hongmao knocked down the boys, he started chasing the girl again, but when he passed by Ding Changsheng and his desk, he heard Ding Changsheng calling the police.

"Hey, do you want to meddle in other people's business, right?" He looked at Ding Changsheng with fierce eyes.

At this time, Qiao Hongcheng's son Qiao Linhao hid beside Qiao Hongcheng, but Qiao Hongcheng remained silent and watched Ding Changsheng negotiate with the other party.

"What's wrong? Isn't it just calling the police? If you have the ability to beat someone, they can't beat you. You can't call the police. Oh, the little hooligans are really amazing nowadays. You dare to be a hooligan if you dye a red hair. This is too easy." Ding Changsheng seemed to be talking to the red hair, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

At this time, Ding Changsheng saw through the light of his eyes that the two people on the table were watching Ding Changsheng. Even the person who had just turned his back to Ding Changsheng turned his head, with sharp eyes, and it seemed that he had practiced.

"Say it again." Hongmao took a step towards Ding Changsheng angrily, and it seemed that he was about to take action if he had a disagreement.

"I won't say it anymore, I'm tired. By the way, I advise you to go back wherever you come from and don't affect my appetite here, otherwise I will roast you later." Ding Changsheng's face turned cold and he said with a glaring at the red hair.

"Hey, you're not a little angry. You don't even ask who I am. You dare to talk to your uncle like this." Hongmao was obviously very dissatisfied with Ding Changsheng, so he raised his foot and kicked Ding Changsheng. Ding Changsheng turned his back to him at this time. If this kick was firm, Ding Changsheng would have to lie on the table.

Qiao Hongcheng had never seen Ding Changsheng's skills, and of course he didn't know that Ding Changsheng knew how to skilled his skills. Seeing that the other party kicked him, he wanted to remind Ding Changsheng that it was too late. He just opened his mouth and had not had time to speak, but saw the chair under Ding Changsheng's butt slamming on the ground with a crackle. The red hair's kick barely crossed Ding Changsheng's shoulder, kicked it empty, and suddenly lost its center of gravity, and he lay on Ding Changsheng, but Ding Changsheng quickly got up and lifted the red hair to the ground.

Not only was the people watching the fun around him shocked, but Qiao Hongcheng was even more surprised. This kick that seemed inescapable was actually resolved so easily, and it also overturned the other party to the ground. At this time, the two people who were called the eldest brother by Hongmao were also stunned, especially the man who was facing the backs to Ding Changsheng just now, and he was even more surprised. He didn't expect that there were also masters among the people who were eating at this street stall.

"Oh, don't fight here, everyone, everyone, you guys are exempted from all your orders today, don't fight anymore, I'm also a small business, please, everyone." At this time, the boss came up to smooth things over and said.

"Boss, this chair is broken, just ask this grandson to compensate you." Ding Changsheng pointed to the broken chair, turned around and pointed at the red-haired man and said.

At this time, the red hair slowly crawled up and looked at Ding Changsheng with his eyes viciously. In the blink of an eye, the boy pulled up his trousers, pulled out a dagger from his leggings, and rushed towards Ding Changsheng. This time, Qiao Hongcheng was even more scared by the Buddha and the two Buddhas ascended to heaven, "Changsheng, be careful..."

When Ding Changsheng heard Qiao Hongcheng's warning, he turned around instinctively and let the red hair go over. At this time, the red hair missed a blow and turned around and ran over again. The dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light. Everyone present who was watching the fun retreated, fearing that the blood would splash on their bodies.

But at this time, the red hair had lost its chance. As soon as the red hair's hand arrived in front of Ding Changsheng, Ding Changsheng grabbed his wrist with one hand. The red hair was hard to move. This time he realized that he really met an opponent today, and his ruthlessness gradually disappeared, but instead he was afraid. He just breathed for a while. After a clang, the red hair couldn't bear the pain of his wrist and the dagger fell to the ground.

"I just said, please don't affect my appetite, but you kid, you actually want to kill someone. Now you really affect my appetite," said Ding Changsheng.

"I dare not, let me go, I will compensate you for the chair."

"It's too late." Ding Changsheng finished speaking, let go of the red-haired wrist, and the kid suddenly collapsed on the ground.

But Ding Changsheng didn't finish it. He looked around, mainly looking at the two big brothers with red hair just now. These two people were really able to sit still. This shows that these two people were probably scared and dared not move. They might have had a lot of courage, or they were not ordinary people. Ding Changsheng took the initiative to rule out the first type, and he wanted to force these two people out. If you don't move, I will force you to move.

Ding Changsheng reached out and grabbed the red hair's hair, that is, the red hair on the end. The red hair was in pain and rolled on the ground to remember, but Ding Changsheng's hand was very low. He wanted to stand up but couldn't stand up. He could only be pulled by Ding Changsheng, who followed behind him with his head down, and he didn't know where Ding Changsheng was going.

Now the people watching the fun started to coax. Qiao Hongcheng wanted to stop Ding Changsheng, but Ding Changsheng's movements were too fast. Before he could think about how to end, he saw Ding Changsheng pulling Hongmao to the long oven of the barbecue kebab, taking a chair, and then reaching out to scoo up a spoonful of oil and pouring it onto the charcoal. The fire suddenly started to stir up.

"Boss, help me, Boss Zhu, help me." Hongmao finished seeing it. The guy on the stall today really did what he said. He just said he wanted to roast him. Now it seems that he really wants me to put it on the stove.

At this time, the fire also came up. Ding Changsheng stood on the chair, carried the red hair backwards, and slowly leaned towards the flames. Everyone held their breath.

"Changsheng, don't do anything wrong." Qiao Hongcheng finally couldn't help it. He thought Ding Changsheng would definitely dare to do this.
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