Urban Super Soldier King
Chapter 171 - 171 171 Just give in to this old monk

171: Chapter 171: Just give in to this old monk 171: Chapter 171: Just give in to this old monk Ding Xinglong and his son were notoriously twisted, and nobody knew this better than Xiaohong.

She had served both men in bed at the same time, and only for the sake of money would she have put herself through such a disgusting ordeal.

However, Xiaohong felt differently about Tie Zhuzi; she would’ve gladly paid him just to spend a night together, but he paid her no attention at all.

Therein lay the disparity.

When Ding Xinglong saw that Ning Xiaolu was completely beaten down, he finally turned his attentions to her.

Now that Ning Xiaolu’s hands and feet were tied up here, it was all too convenient for him to make his move.

“Xiaolu, stop struggling in vain, just give in to me.

Once you submit to me, not only will I let you go, but I’ll give you anything you want—even the stars in the sky, I’ll pluck them down for you,” said Ding Xinglong as he began to unbuckle his belt.

He stood there brazenly in front of Ning Xiaolu, slowly taking his pants off.

“Shameless bastard, just kill me,” Ning Xiaolu screamed, thinking of biting her tongue to commit suicide, but she wasn’t sure if biting off her tongue would actually allow her to die?

“You want to die?

That won’t do, I haven’t even started having my fun yet.” Ding Xinglong chuckled lewdly as he was about to take off his underwear when someone suddenly walked in.

“Xinglong, what are you doing?” a loud shout suddenly came from behind.

Ding Xinglong was already annoyed by the sound of footsteps; he had ordered that no one was to come in.

But when he heard the voice, he realized it was his father who had entered.

“Dad, come, let’s enjoy her together,” Ding Xinglong said with an indecent smile.

The father and son had shared a woman before, so when Ding Xinglong knew it was Ding Yongzhi, he became even more excited.

After all, why not share the joy with everyone?

Ning Xiaolu was now in despair.

This father and son duo was no good, and now that she had fallen into their hands, she was doomed.

“Xinglong, put your pants back on; now is not the time to touch her,” Ding Yongzhi approached, his eyes filled with lust as he glanced at Ning Xiaolu.

Seeing his gaze, Ning Xiaolu almost vomited; it was truly revolting.

“Dad, what are you talking about?

How can you not want to enjoy such a beauty?

What are you thinking?” Ding Xinglong clearly didn’t understand his father’s intentions.

“Don’t rush, Xiang Yu came today.

He seems to have found out about her disappearance and is looking for her now,” Ding Yongzhi said, looking at Ning Xiaolu again.

“Xiang Yu?

Xiang Yu again?

He’s just a punk, why should we be afraid of him?

Worse comes to worst, we’ll just kill him too,” Ding Xinglong was getting annoyed; he couldn’t believe that his father was so worried about someone like Xiang Yu.

“You don’t understand, Xiang Yu is not a simple man; he’s not even afraid of Shen San, moreover…”

Ding Xinglong couldn’t hold back his impatience before Ding Yongzhi could finish speaking.

“Moreover, what?

Xiang Yu has only been here for a short time, even if he has great ability, can he turn the heavens upside down?

Tonight, Uncle San will come back with reinforcements, and we aren’t afraid of Shen San, not to mention a Xiang Yu.”

“Let’s wait for your uncle to come back then.

For now, just hold off a little longer.

She’s right here; are you afraid she’ll run away?” Ding Yongzhi said.

“Her run away?

No power on Earth could save her today.” After saying that, Ding Yongzhi pulled up his pants and walked out.

He felt extremely frustrated; it was always Xiang Yu.

Every time Xiang Yu appeared, he would mess up Ding Xinglong’s plans.

Last time, he was about to get his hands on Fang Rong but didn’t expect to be thwarted by Xiang Yu, who rescued her.

If it weren’t for Ding Yongzhi holding him back, he would have taken care of Xiang Yu right then and there.

Now, once again, it was Xiang Yu, and Ding Xinglong couldn’t care less, no matter who tried to stop him; he was determined to kill Xiang Yu.

It was around five o’clock in the afternoon when Xiang Yu and several others were sitting in the villa, discussing strategies for the evening, when Shi Jian’s phone suddenly rang.

He answered with a grave expression, said a quick “Understood,” and hung up immediately.

“Xiang Yu, Ding Xinglong has taken some people to the logistics,” Shi Jian said seriously.

Xiang Yu laughed upon hearing this, as they had planned to take action that evening, but now Ding Xinglong had unexpectedly shown up on their doorstep.

“Shi Jian, go and bring him over,” Xiang Yu said simply.

Ding Xinglong was just an arrogant but incompetent young hothead.

For such a person, Shi Jian could handle him single-handedly.

Shi Jian nodded and then left.

The others sitting there, except for Ouyang Xiu, all looked calm, seeing it as just a minor issue.

But at this moment, Ouyang Xiu’s heart was like a stormy sea.

He faintly felt that something significant was going to happen tonight, and he was about to be a part of it.

He was somewhat nervous but also somewhat excited—these were things he had never even dared to dream of before.

“Brother Yu, let me take the lead tonight,” Tie Zhuzi requested.

He felt a bit guilty; it was his failure to protect Ning Xiaolu that had led to Xiang Yu’s plans being expedited.

Eliminating Ding Yongzhi was necessary, but he hadn’t expected it to come so soon.

“Don’t rush things.

Plans never change as fast as reality,” Xiang Yu said, sitting there composedly.

Before long, Shi Jian came back holding someone.

The person’s face was swollen terribly, a total mess.

Holding his collar, Shi Jian flung him into the middle of the room and said, “I’ve brought him over.”

The person Shi Jian threw there was Ding Xinglong.

Ding Xinglong had come with his men intending to capture Xiang Yu.

Not finding Xiang Yu at the logistics center, he had encountered Lan Tingting instead.

Seeing Lan Tingting’s mature aura, her beautiful face, and voluptuous body, he couldn’t control himself and wanted to take her away.

Just then, Shi Jian and his men arrived in time.

Before Ding Xinglong could react, Shi Jian stepped forward and punched him.

Enraged, Ding Xinglong was about to take out his gun to intimidate them, but before he could do so, Shi Jian threw another kick.

Ding Xinglong didn’t even get a chance to speak before Shi Jian tossed him into the car.

The men he had brought with him were also beaten to the ground by Shi Jian’s brothers.

Brought to the villa by Shi Jian, Ding Xinglong looked up and scanned his surroundings, meeting Xiang Yu’s smiling gaze.

That smile made him shiver uncontrollably.

“Xiang Yu, it’s you again, I knew it was you.

Today, I have to kill you,” Ding Xinglong said as he reached into his coat to grab something, but then he realized there was nothing there.

It was then that Shi Jian mockingly placed a gun on the table and said, “Are you looking for this?”

Realizing his gun had been stolen, Ding Xinglong was dumbfounded.

His sole reliance had been that gun.

In his mind, Xiang Yu was just a country bumpkin who’d probably never seen a gun before; if he drew his gun, he was sure Xiang Yu would tremble with fear and kneel to beg for mercy.

That was the scene he had envisioned.

What he hadn’t expected was for his gun to be taken before he even drew it, and for Xiang Yu not to show any surprise upon seeing the gun…