The young man who turned his back to Ding Changsheng also stood up and followed him. When he walked not far from Ding Changsheng, Ding Changsheng had already lifted the red hair upside down to the fire. After taking another step forward, the red hair of the red hair was probably a ball of fire.

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

"Who are you giving you face? Are you his elder brother?" Ding Changsheng asked with a smile.

"Yes, he was following me. Now that he let him go, we have nothing to do, otherwise you would regret coming to this world."

"Is that so? I want to see how capable you are. How dare you make me regret coming to this world? It seems that you, a hooligan, are you really a little trick?" Ding Changsheng kept doing his tricks and quickly passed the red hair over. In an instant, his hair was caught, and the red hair was so scared that he covered his hands on his head and kept beating him, but it was too late. Not to mention his beautiful red hair curly hair, he was already burned to the point of being bald and screamed.

The young man who was talking to Ding Changsheng just now had a blue face, but he still maintained a good cultivation. This was beyond Ding Changsheng's expectations. It seemed that this guy was really not an ordinary person, and I don't know what this guy came from.

"Friend, killing people is just a slightest point. Just let's just say it. My name is Zhu Qinghui. We can make friends, how about it?"

Ding Changsheng let go, threw Honghai on the ground, then jumped off the chair, kicked Honghai's butt, and said, "Go, apologize to the person you beat him, slap yourself a hundred times in the face and leave."

"Boss, I..." Hongmao looked at Zhu Qinghui and asked for help helplessly. He could not beat him. Now he is forcing himself to apologize. You, the boss, have given a charter. What should you do?

Zhu Qinghui saw that Ding Changsheng was not in trouble. If Hongmao slapped himself in the face in public, he would have to apologize. Then he would not be able to make a fuss in Jiangdu territory in the future.

He ignored Ding Changsheng and Hongmao, but took a few steps back and looked at the young man behind him. The man understood, nodded, and clenched his fists with his hands. Ding Changsheng was far away and heard the crackling sounds in his joints. It seemed that this kid was really a trainee.

"Changsheng, forget it, don't cause trouble, let's go." At this time, Qiao Hongcheng walked out and said, because he already knew who the person named Zhu Qinghui was on the opposite side. If he could not tear his face open, don't tear his face open. If he really tear his face open, no one would look good.

Ding Changsheng turned around and walked to Qiao Hongcheng. At this time, Zhu Qinghui had already started to make phone calls, and the young man beside him was already walking towards Ding Changsheng with great momentum. Even if Ding Changsheng wanted to withdraw, it seemed too late now.

"It's not that easy to leave." The person who came spoke stiff Chinese, which made Ding Changsheng wonder. Could it be that he was not a Chinese?

Qiao Hongcheng was also stunned, turned around and pulled Ding Changsheng over, and said, "Be careful, this person seems not a Chinese, and you should be careful, the person named Zhu Qinghui, I didn't recognize him just now, but now I know that he is Mayor Zhu's son after hearing the name."

"Mayor Zhu?" Ding Changsheng said in confusion. He didn't know which Mayor Zhu Qiao Hongcheng was talking about. The provincial capital Jiangdu was also the mayor Zhu Peijun's surname. Could this be Zhu Peijun's son?

But the situation could not tolerate him thinking too much. He turned around and saw that the man had attacked him. He almost hit his brow with his legs raised, and then he quickly hit him, and was about to hit Ding Changsheng's head. The man was tall and his legs were raised, but he was snatched by Ding Changsheng. When he hit the ground, Ding Changsheng could feel the ground trembling. This kick was indeed real.

Of course, Ding Changsheng would not give him a chance. During the process of dodging, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the other party's clothes. With a force, he actually pulled off the other party's shirt. Because his clothes were tied into the belt, Ding Changsheng pulled it and thrust it, the man's top was basically torn to pieces by Ding Changsheng.

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

He meant to ask whether the other party was a Korean stick or a Japanese devil, because in his opinion, such a face looks like an East Asian race, either a Japanese or a Korean.

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

I have to admit that this kid is really good at making a fuss. He punches quickly and has a strong force. Ding Changsheng guessed that if this punch hit him, it would be hurt, but it would definitely hurt. Therefore, he has always used the flexibility of Tai Chi Thirteen Styles to gradually resolve the opponent's attack. After a few rounds, Ding Changsheng suddenly changed his playing style and actually took the initiative to punch, hitting the opponent's fist nest under the shoulder. This time, he did not knock the opponent down, but just retreated to the back. After a few staggers, he finally stabilized his feet temporarily.

Zhu Qinghui was also looking here, his face looked very bad. It was not the Chinese who fought with Ding Changsheng, but his friend, Saburo Ono, who was studying in Japan. When he was in school, Saburo Ono was the best kung fu. Zhu Qinghui saw him injured and disabled his opponent more than once, but this time, Saburo Ono seemed to have no advantage at all.

A sharp sirens sounded from afar, and Zhu Qinghui's worried expression finally improved a little. It seemed that his reinforcements were not too late. Who is this guy called Changsheng? It would be great if he could take it for himself. Otherwise, he would never be kept.

The police car came, and Ding Changsheng and Saburo Ono did not fight again. Qiao Hongcheng could not have imagined that so many things would happen tonight. It seemed that the police were found by Zhu Qinghui. Otherwise, the police got out of the car and did not ask about Ding Changsheng and Saburo Ono who were confronting each other, but walked directly to Zhu Qinghui.

"Mr. Zhu, what happened?" The person who came was Luo Wei, the captain of Jiangdu Patrol Brigade. He happened to be on duty tonight. When he saw that it was Zhu Qinghui's phone number, he rushed over.
Chapter completed!