Ding Ning leaned against Phaeton and leisurely took out a cigarette.

Sisters Ye Huan were on the left and right, vying to light his cigarettes with bright smiles. Everyone was so envious that they smashed their mouths. Of course, more boys were heartbroken.

What Ding Ning doesn't know is that Sister Ye Huan is a veritable lotus flower in the art academy. They are known as twin school beauties and have countless secret admirers. No one dared to confess to them because of Gu Tianqi's words.

Now, they don't dare even more. Even bullies like Gu Tianqi have been dealt with by Ding Ning. Wouldn't it be courting death to snatch women from such a fierce man?

However, when they thought of Gu Tianqi's powerful background, their eyes turned to pity when they looked at Ding Ning. Although this young man was powerful, he still overestimated his capabilities.

Some well-meaning people have already come up and whispered: "Little brother, leave quickly, otherwise it will be too late when Gu Tianqi's father comes."

"Yes, no matter how powerful you are, you are still alone. Gu Tianqi's father, Gu Fangran, started his career as a gangster. Although he has been cleared now, he still has a lot of thugs under his command, which you cannot provoke."

"Gu Fangran only has such a son, and he is extremely doting on him. Otherwise, this guy wouldn't be so lawless. Let's leave quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late."

"Gu Fangran is a man who knows everything about black and white, with hands and eyes that are as good as the sky. He is also a deputy to the People's Congress of Jingpu District. You can't beat him. Run away before it's too late."

…

Following the good-hearted person's advice, Ding Ning looked stunned. He had never thought that Gu Tianqi was actually the son of a Hongda real estate owner.

He really didn't know who Gu Fangran was, but he was familiar with Hongda Real Estate. After all, Ling Yun's old neighborhood was developed by Hongda Real Estate.

Seeing Ding Ning frowning, those well-meaning people thought he knew he was afraid, and quickly advised him: "Little brother, let's go quickly. If you destroy Gu Tianqi, Gu Fangran will never let you go."

Sister Ye Huan also became nervous, subconsciously tightened Ding Ning's arm, and said worriedly: "Brother, let's leave quickly."

"Leave? I can leave, but you still have to go to school here. Do you think that Gu Fangran will not cause trouble for you?"

Ding Ning said with a hint of joking.

"Brother, no big deal... no big deal, we'll transfer to another school."

Ye Huan bit his lip and said firmly.

"Yes, brother, we just transferred schools, I don't believe they can still find us."

Ye Le's little head was dotted with melon seeds, as if they were pounded with garlic.

Ding Ning rubbed the two sisters' heads lovingly and said domineeringly: "Brother is here to help you solve your troubles completely. My sister, Ding Ning, has no chance of being bullied by outsiders. Don't worry, I have my brother in charge of everything."

"Brother, it's great to have you."

Seeing Ding Ning's tough attitude, the two sisters felt a strong sense of security in their hearts. They hugged his arms tightly without letting go. They were prepared in their hearts to live together and die together.

When several well-meaning people saw that Ding Ning refused to listen to the advice, they couldn't help but secretly sigh that young people don't know how high the sky is and they hurriedly hid away for fear of getting into trouble.

"Boom!"

A convoy of BMW 7 Series vehicles came at high speed and parked side by side on the side of the road.

"Gu Fangran is here, and now that young man is finished."

"Yeah, that guy doesn't listen to advice, he's asking for his own death."

"Hey, Gu Fangran spent a lot of money to hire many experts as bodyguards. That young man is in doom today."

…

As everyone was talking, a driver wearing white gloves stepped out of the front car, respectfully opened the back door, and stepped out of a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

The middle-aged man's face was very similar to that of Gu Tianqi. He was also ugly and unbearable to see, but he exuded the demeanor of a man who had been in power for a long time and made people dare not look down upon him.

A pair of small eyes flashed with cold light without even looking at Ding Ning. Surrounded by several black bodyguards, he quickly walked towards Gu Tianqi, who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, showing no emotion on his face, turning a blind eye to the dozens of tough bodyguards behind Gu Fangran.

Feeling that Sister Ye Huan's body was shaking slightly because of fear, Ding Ning patted their hands and comforted them: "Believe me, brother, it's okay."

"Yes!" Sister Ye Huan looked pale, but nodded firmly.

"Dad, you are here, you want to avenge me."

Gu Tianqi woke up long ago, but because of fear, Ding Ning endured the pain and never dared to say a word. When he saw his father coming, he cried as if he had found his backbone.

"Send the young master to the hospital!"

Gu Fangran was worthy of being a powerful owl. Seeing his son's miserable condition, the corners of his eyes twitched, but his voice remained steady and calm.

"I don't want to go to the hospital. I want to watch him die with my own eyes. I also want to arrest those two bitches. When I get better, I want to play them to death."

Gu Tianqi stared at Ding Ning and the others with vicious eyes and said through gritted teeth.

Gu Fangran raised his brows, with angry flames in his eyes. He stood up and said coldly: "Don't worry, no one will destroy my son without paying the price after touching him."

"Yes, boss!"

Four big black men nearly two meters tall agreed in blunt Chinese and surrounded Ding Ning with a grin.

"I can do it alone!" a big black man said proudly.

"OK, then I'll leave it to you."

The other three black men shrugged indifferently and looked on with their arms folded, as if they had great trust in the black man's skills.

"Boy, go to hell!"

The black man smiled ferociously and punched Ding Ning in the face. The fist as big as a bowl roared, and there was a sound of friction in the air.

"It's too early to say this. It's not certain who will die!"

Ding Ning said calmly, protecting Sister Ye Huan behind him, and greeted her with a fist.

"Fighting with me is really asking for death. No one dares to confront me Jason head-on."

The black man grinned, showing his white teeth, and said with a sneer.

"That black man turned out to be Jason, the underground boxing champion. It's over. That young man is finished now."

"Unexpectedly, Jason was hired as a bodyguard by Gu Fangran. He is an underground boxing champion who has maintained a 100-game winning streak."

"Hey, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer the consequences. There is no way that young man can be Jason's opponent."

"It is said that Jason's punch has a force of about 800 kilograms, which can kill a strong bull. If this young man fights with him and still has hope of defeating him, he is looking for death."

…

Some of the onlookers who had heard of the black boxing champion Jason immediately exclaimed, looked at Ding Ning with regret, and secretly scolded him for being stupid.

"Bang!"

It was like sparks hitting the earth, and the fists colliding formed air waves visible to the naked eye that spread all around.

A scream of "Ah" was accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, and some soft-hearted people closed their eyes and couldn't bear to watch anymore, including Li Xiaoman.

"What? How is this possible?"

"Oh my God, this young man looks so thin and frail, but he has so much power. It's incredible."

"That's the black boxing champion Jason. I can't believe it. Could it be that all his power is fake?"

…

Li Xiaoman felt a deep surprise in his heart. Did he win? He suddenly opened his eyes and looked.

Jason was seen holding his twisted right arm, with cold sweat on his painful forehead. He looked at Ding Ning in disbelief and yelled: "Impossible, how can you be stronger than me."

"Nothing is impossible. Chinese Kung Fu is beyond what you and other barbarians can imagine. They are just a bunch of frogs in a well."

Ding Ning pulled off a Chinese Kung Fu posture so coquettishly that Sister Ye Huan, who was in a state of confusion, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Jason, you've just been on the girl's belly these days, and you've regressed too much. Get out of the way, I'll do it."

Another big black man was chewing gum, taunting Jason, moving his wrists and neck, and walked up arrogantly.

"Michaelson, he is really strong, don't be careless."

Jason was scolded by Michelson, but he still gave him a kind reminder.

"Jason, if it doesn't work, it won't work. You can get the title of Black Boxing Champion just because you didn't meet me, Michaelson. Just take a good look at how I defeated this kid."

Michelson casually took off his vest, revealing his shiny, strong muscles like a calf. He also showed off his chest muscles and shook them twice, causing everyone to exclaim.

"Do you think this is a bodybuilding competition? If you can't do it, you should enter together."

Ding Ning stretched out his index finger and shook it contemptuously, not feeling the strong oppression caused by Michelson's strength and height.

"Arrogant Chinese boy, go to hell!"

Michelson, who was enjoying the admiration of the audience, was angered by Ding Ning's disdainful attitude. He waved his fist and shouted and rushed forward.

There was a "bang", dust flew up, and everyone saw a black figure flying out and hitting the front of Gu Fangran's car hard. Then it bounced up and fell to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

The noise at the scene suddenly stopped, and everyone opened their mouths in inexplicable horror. With one move, no, just one kick, the arrogant Michelson was kicked out, causing him to vomit blood and pass out.

In the eyes of everyone, there was only that tall and thin figure with a golden rooster standing alone and her right leg raised high at a ninety-degree angle. It was really amazing.

A kind person who had previously advised Ding Ning to run away said in shame: "No wonder they don't run away. It turns out they are not afraid at all!"

But there are also insiders who hold different opinions: "You can't say that. Even though he has won now, these people are just Gu Fangran's peripheral bodyguards. They are just showmen. The real personal bodyguards haven't taken action yet."

After being reminded by him, everyone looked fearfully at the two middle-aged men in Tang suits with cold faces who were always following Gu Fangran.

It is said that these two middle-aged talents are the strongest bodyguards that Gu Fangran spends millions of dollars to hire every year.
To be continued...