Urban Super Soldier King
Chapter 172 - 172 172 What Do You Want to See Me For

172: Chapter 172: What Do You Want to See Me For?

172: Chapter 172: What Do You Want to See Me For?

Ding Xinglong was completely dumbfounded now, as he saw his gun lying on the table, yet Xiang Yu didn’t even look at the gun, as if it was nothing in his eyes.

“Did you come to logistics looking for me for something?” Xiang Yu sat there peeling peanuts, saying calmly.

“Xiang Yu, don’t get too full of yourself; who do you think you are?” Ding Xinglong didn’t want to be intimidated by Xiang Yu and then stood up, looking fiercely at Xiang Yu.

Tie Zhuzi couldn’t stand his attitude and walked up behind him, kicking him in the leg, forcing Ding Xinglong to kneel down.

Ding Xinglong clearly wasn’t prepared; he turned his head and glared at Tie Zhuzi, intending to say some pleasantries when Tie Zhuzi grasped his hair and ‘slap’ gave him a smack across the face.

Ding Xinglong had never suffered such humiliation; he struggled to get up, but Tie Zhuzi followed up with several more slaps, dazing Ding Xinglong completely.

In the end, Ding Xinglong simply knelt there, crying his eyes out; all his previous bravado had disappeared.

Seeing Ding Xinglong had been subdued, Tie Zhuzi then walked back to his seat at the edge of the sofa, ignoring him.

“Answer the question I asked you, and do it honestly,” said Xiang Yu, lifting his head to look at Ding Xinglong.

Ding Xinglong nodded with sobs; he was full of regret now, regretting that he hadn’t called more people over, so he wouldn’t have been captured by Shi Jian, and if he hadn’t been captured, he wouldn’t have been brought here.

“What were you looking for me for?” Xiang Yu asked.

Although Ding Xinglong had already softened, he was no fool and then said, “My dad said you are his business partner; I wanted to come over and see you.”

At this, Xiang Yu couldn’t help laughing, and Shi Jian and the others laughed along.

“See me?

What for?

You wanted to kidnap me, didn’t you?” Xiang Yu continued to ask.

Ding Xinglong didn’t speak, just sat there in silence.

“Where have you locked up Ning Xiaolu?” Xiang Yu suddenly asked.

“I can’t tell you that,” Ding Xinglong suddenly realized he had misspoken because he knew Xiang Yu had no idea who had taken Ning Xiaolu.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Ding Xinglong quickly corrected himself.

“There’s no need to hide it; we know all about what you and your dad have done.” At this point, Xiang Yu calmly took out a dagger and placed it on the table.

Seeing the gleaming dagger made Ding Xinglong shudder all over.

“I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about,” Ding Xinglong put on a pitiful look.

In his opinion, if he kept denying it, would Xiang Yu really dare to kill him?

Xiang Yu was nothing but a street punk; if his dad stepped in, he would definitely be able to subdue him, and the only reason his dad hadn’t made a move was because they were still business partners, and Xiang Yu still had some value.

As for Ding Xinglong, he was only pretending to be submissive here to avoid some physical suffering, but once he got out, he would enact a mad revenge on Xiang Yu.

He wanted Xiang Yu to know how much of a mistake it was to mess with Ding Xinglong.

And now, his plan was to leave this place first, to continue acting subservient here, but it seemed that Xiang Yu had no intention of letting him go.

“Don’t make me angry,” Xiang Yu said to Ding Yongzhi with a cold, mocking smile.

Ding Xinglong looked at Xiang Yu with disgust; this kid was putting on airs again.

So what if I make you angry, would you dare to kill me?

Ding Xinglong thought to himself, but still wore a pitiful face, begging for mercy.

Tie Zhuzi noticed that Xiang Yu was getting angry, so he stood up, intending to give the tactless guy another lesson, but Xiang Yu stopped him.

Without another word, Xiang Yu took out a dagger and threw it.

The dagger went straight through Ding Xinglong’s hand, nailing it to the floor.

Ding Xinglong only felt a sharp pain in his hand, and then he saw his blood streaming down, with a shiny dagger sticking out of it.

He could hardly believe it, couldn’t believe that Xiang Yu would dare to do this to him.

Stunned for less than a second, he then began to scream ‘wow,’ and his whole body started to shake.

The excruciating pain was almost too much to bear.

“Stop yelling,” Xiang Yu suddenly snapped, kicked him in the mouth, and knocked out several of Ding Xinglong’s teeth.

Ding Xinglong tried to scream again, but Xiang Yu kicked him once more, tilting his face sideways.

“Damn it, if you keep bleeding all over the place, I’ll slaughter you,” Xiang Yu said, pointing at Ding Xinglong unreasonably.

Ding Xinglong, this weakling, was surprisingly useless, just screaming in chaos over a ‘stab’ in his hand.

Now, Ding Xinglong didn’t dare to disobey Xiang Yu.

He quickly grabbed his clothes with his other hand to catch the blood flowing from his mouth, careful not to let any more drop onto the floor.

The pain in his hand and mouth only allowed Ding Xinglong to make muffled noises, but he didn’t dare to cry out, fearing he would enrage Xiang Yu again.

Seeing that Ding Xinglong was somewhat sensible, Xiang Yu bent down to pull out the dagger, wiped it on his body, and then sat back down on the sofa.

“I ask, you answer honestly,” said Xiang Yu, regaining his calm facade as if the previous event had been cut out and had never happened, though the wounds on Ding Xinglong were real.

“Where have you hidden Ning Xiaolu?” Xiang Yu asked calmly.

“The lowest level of the hotel,” Ding Xinglong said tentatively, with his mouth full of blood.

“What’s your old man’s plan?” Xiang Yu asked.

Ding Xinglong hesitated, heavily injured as he was, he still couldn’t reveal the plan.

He looked down on Xiang Yu, considering him merely a small-time thug.

“We just wanted to scare her, then let her go,” Ding Xinglong said pitifully.

“You’re here spouting nonsense, not telling the truth,” Tie Zhuzi said, growing anxious.

He stepped forward and stomped on Ding Xinglong’s hand, causing so much pain that cold sweat poured out of Ding Xinglong.

Ouyang Xiu, sitting off to the side, watched the scene with a tremor in his heart.

He had only seen these scenarios in movies, never expecting to encounter one in real life.

“Brother Yu,” Ouyang Xiu said, looking at Ding Xinglong’s miserable state and feeling a hint of pity, wanting to plead with Xiang Yu to speak more kindly.

“You want to try too?” Xiang Yu looked at Ouyang Xiu and smiled.

“Come on, it’s alright.

This kind of trash deserves to be beaten to death,” Tie Zhuzi said, walking over and dragging Ouyang over to Ding Xinglong.

“Give him a few slaps and see, it’s quite satisfying,” Tie Zhuzi said with a smile.

At this point, Ding Xinglong was close to breaking down.

He, a lofty young master, couldn’t believe he had fallen to such a state.

He glared at Ouyang Xiu with a ruthless look, “You dare?” Seeing Ouyang Xiu’s pitiful eyes, Ding Xinglong suddenly blurted out, showing his typical cowardly yet bullying nature.

With a ‘slap,’ Ouyang Xiu hit Ding Xinglong with a loud slap.

It wasn’t that he didn’t dare; it was just that looking at the man before him, he felt some pity.

Seeing him in such a state, and yet Xiang Yu and the others continued to torment him.

But, it was clear that this guy didn’t appreciate their leniency; he brought this upon himself…

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