Ding Peng is a ruthless person.

But he rarely uses such cruel means to deal with a person.

George is honored to be the first.

Ding Peng really hated this guy. He knew that Stephen George must have avenged his cousin, but you can just look for me directly. He just fucked the drum in front of me. Even if you beat me to death, I would have no complaints.

Look at what this guy does?

First, he tampered with his own business, and then he kidnapped the artists under his company. No matter what the matter involved, the others were innocent, and even Xiao Canjun was a little innocent. If it weren't for this guy, Xiao Canjun might not have dared to do anything bad to Tongtianwan.

The most innocent are those patients, a little bit late. If Zheng Xiangtai discovered it a little later, I don’t know how many patients would suffer because of taking inferior Tongtian Pills. This is simply an inhuman event, and the initiator of the incident is this white ghost!

So for Stephen George, Ding Peng really wants to cut him alive with a knife.

Looking at Stephen George who had been twitching on the ground, Ding Peng kicked him again before he could feel angry.

Jin Ping got up from the ground, her whole body was ragged and flesh was seen in many places, but at this time she had no intention of scruples. She almost trembled to Ding Peng and said, "Mr. Ding, is he... dead?"

Ding Peng said: "I can't die, and I have to go through my consent if I want to die."

As he said that, Ding Peng turned his head and looked at Jin Ping, but he saw that Jin Ping looked so embarrassed now. She didn't count the disheveled hair. The key was that her clothes were rotten, and many exposed areas were red and swollen. He didn't see George hitting Jin Ping with a belt, but he could imagine that this girl had definitely suffered a lot, and all of this was because of himself.

He hurriedly took off his coat and put it on Jinping, saying, "How do you feel?"

Jin Ping hugged her arms and trembled, saying, "It hurts, he just used a belt to slap me dozens of times."

“…”

Ding Peng became angry as soon as he heard this. He looked around and saw a belt on the sofa. After taking it, he slapped at George who was twitching. He beat George to no longer even the strength to scream.

"Mr. Ding, stop hitting, it will really kill people if they hit you again."

Jin Ping was always worried that Ding Peng would beat George to death, so she hurriedly stopped him. After all, killing people in China is illegal. Although the other party is an unforgivable villain, he has to leave his life or death to the law to punish and judge. Ding Peng really has no right to decide whether to live or die with someone.

Ding Peng panted and carried the belt, then squatted down and tried it with his fingers under George's nose. Seeing that this guy was still angry, he felt relieved.

He was worried that he would kill this guy by exerting too much force, so it would be difficult for the police to come over and explain.

"Mr. Ding, what should I do now?" Jin Ping asked carefully while sitting on the chair, hugging her body.

Ding Peng said: "The police should come over later and let them deal with it at that time."

He knew that a few plainclothes in the hospital must have known that they were missing at this time. Maybe they knew that they had just left, and they should have come over soon.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for them to hear the footsteps of someone climbing up the stairs in the corridor.

"Here you come." Ding Peng breathed a sigh of relief and said.

But Jin Ling's face changed drastically, and then she gritted her teeth and rushed to the door without saying a word. She found that the door was broken by Ding Peng and could not be closed at all.

"Mr. Ding, run, not the police, but George's accomplice."

“…”

Ding Peng stood up after a while, quickly arrived at the door and hid behind the door. He booed at Jin Ping, and then slowly closed the door.

"Mr. Ding, the footsteps are his accomplice, a cripple, and a very tall man, I can hear them." Jin Ping hid behind Ding Peng and whispered.

Ding Peng also heard the footsteps a little abnormal at this time, and it was indeed not like the sound of normal people walking. He quickly thought of what Chen Zhihe said to him in his mind. They used high-tech means to extract shoe prints of three people at the door of Jin Ping's house. One of them was a cripple, and it should be the guy who came up.

He looked at the belt on his hand, looked around, and saw a pair of knives and forks eating steak on the dining table.

He went over and took all the knife and forks, handed them to Jinping, and whispered: "If there is any danger, poke them on the other party."

"Ah? Will anyone die?"

"When is it that you are still worried about the dead. If we don't kill them, they will kill us. This is a war that belongs to us. At least it will be a war that will never end before the police arrive. Girl, don't be soft-hearted, being soft-hearted towards the enemy is cruel to yourself."

Jinping nodded fiercely, then held the fork in both hands, but both hands were shaking constantly.

She had never even killed a chicken before, but now she wanted to let her kill someone. Although she mustered up the courage, she was still scared.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they had reached the door. At this time, the sound came in from outside.

"Brother Song, I don't know if that damn white devil has finished it."

"Bai Gui is very powerful, but it's been so long, so it probably should be almost done."

"You'll come first in that moment."

"You guy came to the door, huh ~ what's going on with this?"

"Brother Song, this..."

Hearing this, the sound outside the door disappeared.

But Ding Peng knew that the other party had never left because there were no footsteps. The only explanation was that the other party became alert and even checked or tested at the door.

Sure enough, after a moment, the door of the room was gently pushed open from outside, and Ding Peng and Jin Ling retreated to the back so as not to block the door.

"Mr. George?"

A voice came from outside, and then a chubby bald head came in from the door.

This man was cautious enough. After leaning in, he looked into the room first. He saw George lying on the ground covered in blood. This guy was shocked and was about to retreat when he suddenly saw the shadow behind the door swaying. Then he felt a scorching pain on his face.

Before he could react, Ding Peng shook the knife in his hand hard, directly dividing half of He Jinsong's face into two.

This is definitely a bloody scene, because Ding Peng knew that he had only this chance. If he missed it, the other two might not be able to handle it, not to mention that there is a Jin Ping next to him, and the danger coefficient soared.

Therefore, one blow must be hit. Even if the opponent cannot take his life, he must be severely injured.

So the moment when He Jinsong discovered the situation and wanted to withdraw, he stabbed the knife in his hand.

In front of the door, the only part he could stab was the face, so the knife directly penetrated He Jinsong's left face, penetrated it and entered his mouth, and then slashed hard to cut He Jinsong's face.

A scream appeared, and He Jinsong hurriedly retreated.

At this time, Ding Peng opened the door and rushed out like a cheetah. Before He Jinsong and his companions could react, the knife in his hand stabbed him at the big man who had already held He Jinsong in a daze.

Ding Peng's speed was too fast at this time.

He just pointed the knife at the tall man's right rib and just five or six times.

The big man didn't know anything at all. Suddenly, his ribs were so painful that he bleeded with his hands. He wanted to resist, but then he felt exhausted all over and a feeling of fatigue came up. He looked at Ding Peng, and his tall body thumped at the door.

He Jinsong looked at it, covered his face with one hand, then ran down the stairs.

Ding Peng was chasing him closely behind.

Running down one layer after another, seeing that He Jinsong was about to run out of the building, Ding Peng gritted his teeth and jumped directly over with his handrail.

At this time, He Jinsong just ran to his place. Ding Peng thrust into He Jinsong's head with a thunderous sound, and then both of them fell on the stairs and rolled down the stairs.

Ding Peng felt dizzy, and even felt his right ankle sprained, and it was unclear whether the bone was broken, but it hurt anyway.

But He Jinsong was even more serious. He was bleeding from his face, but he was hit on the head by a man with more than 100 pounds, almost breaking his neck.

Moreover, when Ding Peng fell down, he fell to the bottom of the stairs. With a bang, his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.

Ding Peng staggered up from the ground, and didn't know where the knife in his hand was thrown, but fortunately he didn't lose the belt.

He shook his head a little dizzy, and approached He Jinsong, who was still lying on the ground, and directly put the belt around his neck, then penetrated one end of the belt through the belt buckle, stepped on He Jinsong's head with one foot, then held one end of the belt with both hands, and tied it tightly as soon as he gritted his teeth.

He Jinsong really had no strength at all. He was not tired and exhausted, but he was bleeding too much. In addition, he fell down and his consciousness was a little blurred and his limbs were a little uncontrollable.

At this moment, he could still feel something was wrapped around his neck, and then he became tighter and tighter. His face turned black and red for a while, and his tongue was spitting out. His hands didn't care about his broken face. He hurriedly grabbed the thing in his neck and wanted to pull it away, but with his current strength, he couldn't pull it away at all.

Just when He Jinsong thought he was going to be strangled, five or six people rushed up from under the stairs.

"Mr. Ding, don't be impulsive!"

The plainclothes, who was leading the lead, held the gun in his right hand and stretched out his left hand to stop Ding Peng.

Seeing that these plainclothes finally came, Ding Peng let go of his hands, and then he leaned against the wall and slowly slid on the ground. He pointed to it and panted, "Above...there is still above."

The plainclothes hurriedly ordered someone to punish He Jinsong, leaving someone to watch with a gun, and he rushed upstairs with the others.

When they saw the big man who was motionless at the door and George in the room, everyone couldn't help but take a breath, thinking that they and Ding Peng were just the time to go together. How could he beat these people like this? Is he dead or alive?

"Heihu, call an ambulance quickly."

The plainclothes who called Heihu quickly took out their cell phone and called an ambulance.

At this time, plainclothes found Jin Ping behind the door and asked, "Who are you?"

Just now, Ding Peng stabbed He Jinsong in the face with a knife, and she was frightened. At this time, she was sitting behind the door, leaning against the wall, bent her legs, looking at the ground with a dull look, but the fork in her hand had not been thrown away.

Now suddenly someone walked in front of him, and Jinping screamed almost like a conditioned reflex and poked the fork in front.

The plainclothes were startled and hurriedly retreated, saying, "Miss, calm down, we are police."

When he heard that the other party was a policeman, Jin Ping looked up and saw the plainclothes take out the ID and shake it in front of her. When he saw that it was a policeman, Jin Ping started crying with a wow.

There is no way, it’s not that she is fragile, but that the scenes just now were so bloody and exciting. She never thought that she would see such a violent side with her own eyes. Her little heart could not bear the stimulation at all and almost went crazy.

"Are you Miss Jinping?" asked the plainclothes who took the lead.

Jinping nodded numbly and continued to cry.

The middle-aged plainclothes said, "Miss Jinping, don't worry, you are safe now."
To be continued...