"Who are you?" Lin Qing stood in front of Cang Shaopeng with a tough forehead.

Their circle of play is very small, and Cang Shaopeng called "Brother Qing" every day. If he hid behind at this time, no one would play with him in the future.

It's just a fight, and Lin Qing doesn't care.

Wen Zelin held his chest with his hands, looking like he was watching the show.

Later, the strong man only had Cang Shaopeng in his eyes. He was not angry when he was stopped by Lin Qing. He looked down at him and said, "Aren't you Cang Shaopeng?"

"I'm Lin Qing."

"My surname is Ding, Ding Shiyi. Have you heard of it?" The strong man shook his thick neck twice.

Lin Qing thought about it for a moment and then thought of the name.

The name Ding Shiyi is really special. Few young men in Sijiu City have never heard of it.

It is said that the origin of the "Eleventh" is also very special, and it was a bloody battle between his father to commemorate the old army eleven years ago.

As Ding Shiyi grew up in the army school, he also entered the army as his father wished and later became a senior officer. Lin Qing doesn't remember how senior he is. He definitely wouldn't be at the level of a general, but he is also high enough, so high that he is not much worse than Lin Qing's father.

In short, although he is also a young master, he is a senior young master.

Lin Qing unconsciously felt like a dwarf and whispered: "I heard that. I attended my brother's wedding a few years ago, and you've been here."

"Oh, who is your brother?"

"Linshanhai."

"That boy." Ding Shiyi laughed and said, "Just say that the realm of the capital is evil. You can meet someone you know by taking three steps. OK, since you know each other, don't delay it. Get out of here quickly. I won't be able to grab it if someone comes again later."

Ding Shiyi said, and pushed Lin Qing without hesitation.

When the latter's legs were weak, he moved his position apart.

Ding Shiyi walked forward and rescued Cang Shaopeng.

Cang Shaopeng wanted to fight back, but Ding Shiyi was much stronger than him, and he was still scared.

Bang!

It's a crisp sound again.

Ding Shiyi used his left hand this time, so Cang Shaopeng's right face also became swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You said Lu Boding is fine, why don't you go to eat?" Ding Shiyi was a little angry and slapped again. He said while scolding, "I don't know that the old man is very stubborn? You can say that there is no problem, and I say that there is something wrong. The old man will eat it secretly by himself. Who is it?"

Cang Shaopeng only knew what the problem was. His head was still stuck and could not think of an explanation. He could only shout: "Brother Ding, I just said a few words."

"After saying a few words, I just punched two times."

Ding Shiyi said something and beat him up like that.

Cang Shaopeng screamed twice, but did not dare to resist.

"Cough cough." Later, someone started coughing as if he was pretending to be.

Ding Shiyi turned his head and said unhappily: "Old Huang, when did you come here?"

"Give us some left." Old Huang came over and circled around Cang Shaopeng. Looking at Cang Shaopeng with a bruised nose and face, hesitated: "You are so cruel to start, this is going to be broken."

"What if it's otherwise?"

"I'll fight again, what if I beat you to death?" Old Huang hesitated.

Cang Shaopeng cringed backwards.

Old Huang sighed and said, "You two have given the limelight."

Wen Zelin smiled proudly and said, "Okay, our courtyard wall has come out. You can clean up this kid slowly and don't let people take the lead."

While talking, a group of people rushed over to each other.

"Brother Li...Brother Wang..." Lin Qing called out a few times when he saw someone, and flashed to the side.

Several people surrounded Cang Shaopeng and began to observe.

"Is this kid?"

"It's just that."

"It's all broken, how can you do this?"

"No one helped him stand out or something?" The man stretched his neck and looked around.

Lin Qing quickly shrank his neck, as if he didn't hear it.

Old Huang said helplessly: "We don't care about one coming first and then coming?"

"What are you going first? H's faces were swollen, his eyes were blue, and his nose was broken..." The man said and teased Cang Shaopeng's nose.

Cang Shaopeng let out a "sniff" and took a breath of cold air.

"Okay, the bridge of the nose has also been broken. I have been hit all the easy-to-kill places, and I can't do it anymore."

Cang Shaopeng looked at the few people with tears in his eyes and whispered: "Brothers, I am a mean person. I apologize. Can I apologize?"

"It's all we can do, otherwise it would be too much if my leg was broken."

The people surrounding Cang Shaopeng were playing with him over and over again as if talking about animals, making Cang Shaopeng frightened.

"Do you know who to ask for apologize?" Another person asked Cang Shaopeng's swollen face.

Cang Shaopeng looked around blankly and whispered: "Brother Wen?"

"Brother, who is your brother Wen?" Wen Zelin kicked up and kicked him hard.

The kick in the chest made Cang Shaopeng's face turn blue at that time, and it took him a while to recover.

The young men and men in the circle didn't care. They had fought in the early years, and they were much more cruel than this. Of course, they were all cruel to others. They were still less miserable when they were so miserable.

Ding Shiyi's wide spine blocked the view outside. He bent down and looked at it, saying, "You have a broken rib, don't kick here again. Bone fragments are prone to piercing the heart, so you will die and even the gods cannot save them."

Cang Shaopeng didn't know if it was painful or scared, but his face was pale.

Wen Zelin nodded in agreement and said, "Say it to everyone behind you. If your legs are broken, you can catch it, but you cannot be resurrected if you die."

Ding Shiyi also said to Cang Shaopeng: "You use your arms to block your chest. What if someone step on it? Aren't you harming people?"

Cang Shaopeng trembledly with his arm in front of his chest and said in a crying voice: "Dear brothers, I...I...what did I do..."

He looked around and saw a group of middle-aged and young hooligans, and his young hooligans had already retreated.

Ding Shiyi touched his chin and asked, "How about letting him apologize?"

The person next to him said, "Do you want to? You are just such a small thing, and you still come to the door?"

"Who will ask first?" Ding Shiyi looked at both sides.

Wen Zelin took the initiative and said, "I'll go, you guys continue to build the courtyard wall."

A group of people smiled and nodded, as if they were back in the beautiful time of bullying people when they were young.

Only Cang Shaopeng feels like hell.

Not only was he very painful and afraid, but the unknown fear also made him very scared.

After a few minutes of the second, Wen Zelin finally came back.

"Sure enough, they don't want to do it, and they say that this is enough." Wen Zelin came over and answered.

Ding Shiyi curled his lips and said, "Okay, the later one did not build the yard wall. I will find another opportunity in the future. Let's just scatter it."

He spoke with a proud look on his face.

The people who came later were naturally unhappy.

Someone thought for a while and said, "I think this is not the case. This one, the surname Cang, you say it yourself, how do you apologize and express your sincerity?"

"I... lose money." Cang Shaopeng was really scared.

"How many accompany me?"

"One...one thousand?"

"It's boring." The few present looked down on this number.

Seeing that they were relieved a little, Lin Qing plucked up the courage, walked up and said, "Brothers, Shaopeng is really out of money, and he probably has to borrow 1,000 yuan."

"You are so adult, you only have a thousand yuan in your hand? Are you doing so miserable?" Ding Shiyi didn't believe it.

"No, Cang Shaopeng and his unit just distributed the house, and he paid several thousand in fundraising funds." Lin Qing quickly explained. Nowadays, people rely on welfare housing. Before the housing reform, commercial housing was rich and there was no place to buy it. The unit's house usually only needs construction costs - the land is national, and the concept of tax does not exist. It is normal for a fundraising fund to divide a house in Beijing for thousands of yuan. Moreover, the second ring road house and the fourth ring road house are basically the same price. If the unit is far away, the house will be built far away, and the unit will be built near. When people say that the unit is better than the unit, this is also a consideration factor, but it is not important.

Ding Shiyi and others also looked down on several thousand yuan, but some people still said disdainfully: "Or, take out the fundraising funds and pay the compensation."

"I have paid the money, but I can't get it back." Cang Shaopeng had a bitter face.

"Where is the house? Have you built it?"

"It's almost built." Cang Shaopeng said carefully: "Just right in front of you."

"Why don't you pay for this?" Ding Shiyi looked at Wen Zelin for consultation.

Wen Zelin shook his head and said, "I don't want it."

"That's not cheap, this guy. I think this is the case. Let him take out the house and hand it over to the old cadre center. The household will transfer it to your unit to handle it." The one next to him immediately came up with a solution and asked Cang Shaopeng, "Okay, that's all, let's go."

After that, they dispersed without waiting for Cang Shaopeng to answer.

Cang Shaopeng struggled to get up, his face full of blood was checked, and he said with a sad face: "Who will take me to the hospital?"

Lin Qing sighed and said, "I'll send you there."

Cang Shaopeng was supported by him, and went out with his legs trembling, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Qing, who did I offend?"

"You can't think of it?"

Cang Shaopeng shook his head, and grinned at the pain of his movements.

"So, your unrestrained problem needs to be changed." Lin Qing thought about it and said, "A house is considered to be a lesson. Let's go back and tell your family that these are all people who can't afford to offend, and spend money to buy peace."
Chapter completed!