Chapter 23 [A step late] (3)

When Ding Xiaofei walked into the restaurant, he happened to see Jin Yang holding the murderer's wrist and lifting it up. The machete in the other party's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Jin Yang also put his right foot on his right foot, turned his right back, stepped into his shoulder, pulled his arm, and arched his body to raise his back and hung upwards. He turned around and fell to the ground with a big back.

This guy not only has strong ability to resist strikes, but also has good physical fitness. If an ordinary person is knocked to the ground by turning around in the air, he will definitely not be able to get up for a while. But after only two seconds on the ground, he jumped and rose up.

Jin Yang waved his arm and spread his fist, and a lunge... Before he could stretch his movements, he suddenly stopped his steps, and his eyes instantly became extremely solemn and stiff on the spot.

A pistol appeared on the right hand of the assailant, and the black muzzle pointed directly at Jin Yang's head.

Several bold guests in the restaurant who were still watching the fun suddenly exclaimed in unison, either hiking under the table or running away with their heads. Ding Xiaofei was no exception. He was shocked and quickly drilled into the cashier.

"Mala next door, you are so arrogant! Show me again! Believe it or not, I smash your head with a shot?" Yang Qi, the gunman, walked towards Jin Yang step by step.

At this moment when the atmosphere was extremely tense and silent, a crisp curse suddenly sounded in the restaurant, "***..."

Ling Xuan, who was standing behind the gunman, shouted softly and picked up the hot "donkey meat soup pot" on the table and splashed it on the fugitive's head.

The gun-holder's attention was all on Jin Yang and he didn't dare to turn back completely. He heard the crisp sound and glanced at the corner of his eyes. When he found a stream of foggy soup pouring on him, he had no time to avoid it. He subconsciously squatted down and raised his hand to cover his head. Still, half of the basin was still hot and poured on half of his head.

A shocking howl immediately came out in the restaurant. The speaker was creepy. Even people far away from the restaurant felt furious and they couldn't help but think that this was the scream from the pretty young man.

Jin Yang looked at Ling Xuan in amazement. If the bench before her surprised him, this pot of donkey soup shocked him, as shocked his heart as her Latin dance.

The knife holder rolled around on the ground, his face instantly covered with blood bubbles, and he screamed in pain.

Jin Yang calmed down and shouted, "Ningxia..." and hurriedly ran towards Ningxia who was strolling on the ground. Ningxia's waist and back were covered with blood stains, and her face was pale and unconscious. Jin Yang didn't care about anything and carefully uncovered her clothes. She saw that her fat and fat waist and back were covered with blood. The length of a index finger was deep and the bones could be seen.

Jin Yang suddenly felt like a debt-in-debt gambler. He always thought that Ningxia sacrificed herself to him because she wanted to gain the glory of her career. But the living reality told him that it was definitely not that simple. How courage would it take for a woman who had already passed the age of impulse and was willing to block the knife for a man, or even sacrificed her life to make such a shocking move.

With a surging anger and rising pain, Jin Yang hurriedly picked her up, strode towards the door. Ling Xuan rushed in front of him and led the way, shouting along the way, "Get out of the way... Everyone get out of the way..."

Just as they walked out of the game hall, a harsh sirens sounded outside the door. Three or four policemen jumped out of the police car, and one policeman greeted Jin Yang and Ling Xuan, "Who called the police? What happened here?"

Jin Yang shouted coldly, "Get out of the way." After shouting, he quickly walked to his car and said to Ling Xuan calmly, "Come and pick it up, I'll drive."

Ling Xuan hurriedly took Ningxia, which was still in dizzy state.

Jin Yang quickly opened the rear door to help Ling Xuan and Ningxia enter the rear row, then quickly got into the car, started quickly, and rushed towards the direction of the mine hospital.

"You can't leave for the time being, you have to cooperate with us to take the transcript..." A policeman stepped forward and stopped them from leaving, but his eyes swept to the Audi license plate, and he was stunned. His open mouth closed instantly, obediently letting him beside.

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The police arrived and controlled the situation. Ding Xiaofei, who was hiding under the cashier, finally poked his head out. He asked curiously about the cause of the fight and left the restaurant disappointed.

As soon as he walked out of the restaurant, his cell phone rang. When he saw the number, he stopped and answered, "Brother!"

"Second, when did you come back? Why did you come to Sun Fatty Game House?"

"Ah? How do you know I'm in Fatty Sun's wild game..." Ding Xiaofei said this and suddenly looked up and searched around, "You are there too? Why didn't you see..."

Commander Jeep's car window was slowly opened a few hundred meters away, revealing Ding Dafei's frustrated face.

Ding Xiaofei put down the phone and walked quickly towards Commander Jeep.

Ding Xiaofei was slightly taller than his brother Dafei, nearly 1.8 meters tall, with long thin hair, a small beard on the lower lip, and a leisurely suit and elegant artistic temperament seemed to be unrestrained. He approached the vehicle, Dafei opened the car door. Ding Xiaofei glanced at Brother Biao, who was sitting side by side in the back seat, and his eyes frowned and stopped.

A few seconds later, his face suddenly changed, as if he remembered something, pointed to the restaurant, and said in a lost voice: "It's you..."

"Let's talk about it after coming in." Ding Dafei said in a low voice.

Looking at Ding Dafei's expression, Ding Xiaofei further confirmed his conjecture. A rage of "hate him not to fight" shot in his eyes. He sat in the face.

"Xiao Fei, long time no see you." Brother Biao slowly raised his body and greeted him with a smile.

Xiaofei seemed to have not heard his greetings, and when he entered the car, he stared at Dafei straight, "Is it you doing?"

Dafei smiled sinisterly and said regretfully: "What a fucking pity! It's a waste of effort..."

Xiaofei's eyes gradually became colder when he looked at him, then looked at Brother Biao, sighed and said, "It's a step late...you... it's really bad." After that, he stood up and got out of the car with a heavy expression. He ignored Dafei's shouting and went straight to his Cayenne.

Brother Biao's eyes have always been on Ding Xiaofei. He has many interactions with Dafei and has also had interactions with Xiaofei. Ding Laoer is not visible in the mining area and is low-key. But what he values ​​most is the second child of the Ding family.

The eldest of the third son of the Ding family is arrogant, while the third son is a dirty and poisonous insect. Only the second son Ding Xiaofei is a second-generation official who is capable but does not rely entirely on his father's blessings.

In Brother Biao's heart, the eldest and third brother are a prodigal son. A real playboy can not only know how to eat, drink and have fun, but also use all the resources around him in a low-key manner. As far as he knows, Ding Laoer not only has a good time in Guangyuan City, but is at least a big name in the art circle, but also joined the Guangyuan Municipal CPPCC, and even developed well in the provincial capital, and met a group of playboys who surpassed his background. This is the real standout.

Seeing Xiaofei leave, his eyes were a little bleak. He looked at Ding Dafei, "Mr. Ding! Should we leave?"

Ding Dafei seemed to suddenly wake up. He stared at the police and took the three fugitives into the police car. His muscles twitched slightly on his face and asked nervously, "Brother Biao, don't they know who instructed them?"

Brother Biao really looked down on him and smiled on the surface, "Don't worry."

After hearing this, Ding Dafei hesitated for a moment and said, "Will they shake Brother Biao out?"

"I asked you at the beginning, was it your or your family's idea? Forget it..." Brother Biao took a few puffs of cigarettes and wrung the cigarette butt into the ash box. His eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of coldness on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "Drive."

Brother Biao's actions made Ding Dafei a little confused, and just as Commander Jeep started, the ringtone of his cell phone rang.

He looked at the number, and he became more energetic and connected to the channel: "Dad..."

A thunderous roar came from the phone, "Get back now."
Chapter completed!