Urban Super Soldier King
Chapter 173 - 173 173 Puncturing a Layer of Window Paper

173: Chapter 173: Puncturing a Layer of Window Paper 173: Chapter 173: Puncturing a Layer of Window Paper Ouyang Xiu didn’t hesitate to give Ding Xinglong a loud slap on the face.

It wasn’t that he dared not to; it was just that at the beginning, he felt some pity for Ding Xinglong.

The guy was already in such a state, yet Xiang Yu and the others were still torturing him, and he found it somewhat unbearable to watch.

But Ding Xinglong clearly misunderstood him, thinking this delicate-looking young man was a pushover, and tried to intimidate him.

He didn’t expect the slap to be so resounding.

“Brother Ouyang, how was it?

Feels good, doesn’t it?” Tie Zhuzi looked at Ouyang Xiu expectantly and asked.

Ouyang Xiu just gave a bitter smile and tried to sit back down.

At this moment, Ding Xinglong suddenly went a bit mad, laughing with his head down, yet tears were dripping down with a pitter-patter.

He had never imagined that he would be bullied by others.

Only he bullied others; no one dared to mess with him.

If he was acting subservient today, it was only to suffer less physical abuse.

But now that it had come to this, it seemed he couldn’t escape the physical pain.

Since it was unavoidable, he had nothing to fear anymore and suddenly raised his head, laughing loudly at Xiang Yu.

“Xiang Yu, do you know who you’ve messed with?

Do you realize how big a mistake you’ve made today?

This will be the most foolish thing you do in your life,” Ding Xinglong started laughing madly.

“Is that so?

I’m starting to regret it a bit now,” Xiang Yu said with a light smile.

“It’s too late to regret it now.

You’ve provoked me, and you must die.

My third uncle is already at the hotel.

If he finds out you’ve kidnapped me, he definitely won’t let you off.

You’re done for,” Ding Xinglong yelled.

“Really?

Isn’t your third uncle engaged in the arms trade?

Why would he come here?” Xiang Yu suddenly asked with a serious look on his face.

“What?

Scared now?

You killed Yan Bin a while ago, and he was just here to look for the next target for cooperation.

You never expected to kidnap me at this moment.

Your luck is really terrible.

I’ll let you know that it was me who grabbed Ning Xiaolu, and I even slept with her.

What about it?

Do you dare touch me?” Ding Xinglong had now completely lost his sanity.

Xiang Yu wanted to toy with the kid a little bit more, but he didn’t expect him to bring up Ning Xiaolu.

Xiang Yu stood up and kicked him directly in the face, knocking him out cold.

By then, Xiang Yu was somewhat worried.

He was certain that Ding Yongzhi wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on Ning Xiaolu, but his idiot son, relying on his father’s power, was bold enough to do anything.

“The ‘third uncle’ he mentioned is probably that arms dealer.

Unexpectedly, he has actually come here,” Shi Jian analyzed.

“Good timing.

We were just planning to take him out to save us the trouble later,” Tie Zhuzi said angrily.

Just at that moment, Xiang Yu’s phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Ding Yongzhi.

Xiang Yu sneered, then picked up the phone.

“Brother Xiang Yu, where are you?” Although Ding Yongzhi tried to keep his tone calm, there was still a sense of urgency in his words.

“I’m enjoying a hot spring…” Xiang Yu chuckled as he spoke.

Shi Jian, sitting to the side, coughed, as Xiang Yu started to spout nonsense again.

It was hard to fathom how his mind worked—utterly random and yet, as if he was telling the truth, he spoke without a hint of a blush, as though it were all real.

Ouyang Xiu to the side listened to Xiang Yu and wore a look of surprise.

What was this situation?

Xiang Yu’s lies sounded even truer than the truth.

But at that moment, Ding Yongzhi had no time to figure out whether Xiang Yu was telling the truth or not.

He listened to Xiang Yu’s endless chatter and hurriedly interrupted, “Brother Xiang Yu, my son has gone missing.”

“Your son has gone missing?” Xiang Yu feigned a shocked reaction, then began to ramble again, asking whether he went to sing, whether he went to pick up girls…

Long Wu, who was sitting opposite Xiang Yu, snorted coldly and walked aside.

A man’s words really can’t be trusted.

The situation now was that Ding Yongzhi was anxious, but Xiang Yu was not.

Having had enough of Xiang Yu’s non-stop chatter, Ding Yongzhi cut straight to the chase, “Xiang Yu, let’s not beat around the bush.

Here’s the thing, I suspect Xinglong is with you.”

This was about his own son’s life.

Ding Yongzhi started to grow a bit frantic.

“Oh man, Brother Ding, you really can guess.

Are you a fortune-teller or something?

This kid is indeed with me; it’s his first visit.

He’s here drinking tea,” Xiang Yu said with a chuckle.

When Ding Xinglong stormed out angrily, Ding Yongzhi didn’t care at first.

But he soon realized something wasn’t right because Ding Xinglong had left with men carrying guns.

Ding Yongzhi hurriedly called his son, but by that time the phone was already off.

He knew his son must have gone to find Xiang Yu, so he quickly sent people to follow.

Sure enough, Ding Xinglong arrived at the shipping center, but before he could react, he was taken away by Shi Jian.

“Is that so?

Let him take a call; I have something to say to him.” Ding Yongzhi attempted to sound as gentle as possible, but in fact, there was already an unfriendly tone in his words.

At that moment, Xiang Yu suddenly pinched his nose and used an extremely thin woman’s voice to speak into the receiver, “I don’t want to go back, you old thing.

You never let me chase girls.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Jian, who was sitting to the side, nearly choked on his breath and almost suffocated.

What act was Xiang Yu putting on now?

“Brother Ding, you heard that, right?

He doesn’t want to go back,” Xiang Yu said with a chuckle.

Even if Ding Yongzhi was patient, there came a point where he couldn’t take it anymore.

Xiang Yu was making a fool of him.

But he was certain of one thing: his son was definitely in Xiang Yu’s hands.

“Xiang Yu!” Ding Yongzhi called out in a low voice, sounding very much like a wild beast on the verge of madness.

“Hey, brother, why does your voice sound like a pig now?

You haven’t mutated, have you?” Xiang Yu suddenly asked with concern.

At this stage in the situation, there was no longer any point in pretense for Ding Yongzhi.

He stated bluntly, “Xiang Yu, if you dare harm Xinglong, I’ll make sure you have nowhere to be buried.

Not just you, but everyone around you as well—I won’t let any of them off.”

Ding Yongzhi gritted his teeth in rage.

He had always spoiled his son rotten, never been willing to lay a hand on him.

And now, his son had fallen into Xiang Yu’s hands.

“Don’t worry, Brother Ding, he’s doing just fine with me.

How could I bear to hit him?” Xiang Yu said, unable to help glance at Ding Xinglong lying on the ground.

Ding Xinglong’s face had been kicked askew, and he had only a few teeth left in his mouth.

If Ding Yongzhi were to see his son in such a sorry state, he would certainly die of rage.

“Release him now, and I’ll act as though this never happened.

Otherwise…” Ding Yongzhi’s tone was filled with an implied threat.

“Or else what, you’re going to bite me?” Xiang Yu replied with a laugh.

Just then, a sudden commotion erupted from the other side, and a deep voice suddenly asked, “You’re Xiang Yu?”

Upon hearing someone else speak, Xiang Yu responded seriously, “That’s right, it’s me.

And who are you…”