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Chapter 137 Invitation by Master Ding

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Binzi hurriedly ran to the door and said, "Brother Zhang, someone is looking for you."

"Who?" Chen Wu stood up and opened the door. Zhang Youbin looked at Binzai and asked.

"I don't know..." Binzai gasped, and then said: "He is from Lord Ding!"

"Ah?" Zhang Youbin looked stunned and blurted out: "Master Ding?"

Binzai nodded and said, "It's downstairs. Do you want him to come up?"

Zhang Youbin thought for a while and said, "Okay, let him come to the office."

"Okay Brother Zhang!" Binzi left in a hurry after saying that. Zhang Youbin jumped off the bed, and Chen Wu asked inexplicably: "Ding Ye's people? Why are they looking for you?"

Zhang Youbin shook his head and said: "I don't know either, but it's probably nothing good." What else can Master Ding do to him? Ninety-nine percent of it is because he has been too active recently. Yin Guoqing has long reminded himself that this Master Ding

From the moment he started moving, he paid attention to himself.

At this point, Zhang Youbin just wants to finish what he has to do as soon as possible. If that Ding Master blocks his way, he must cross this mountain.

As soon as Zhang Youbin and Chen Wu sat in the office, Binzai walked in with a man with a gentle face and dressed like a successful businessman. The man was no more than 30 years old.

"Brother Zhang, this is the gentleman who is looking for you." Binzai said respectfully to Zhang Youbin.

Zhang Youbin nodded and said: "Okay, Binzi, you can go down first."

"Okay, Brother Zhang." Binzai agreed, turned around and walked out.

Zhang Youbin looked at the man for about two seconds, pointed to the seat opposite him and said: "Sir, please sit down."

There was no expression on the visitor's face. He took out an invitation from his bag and threw it in front of Zhang Youbin. He said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense. Master Ding gave this to you. Master Ding wants you to go to him at 7 o'clock tonight."

A trip home."

Zhang Youbin opened it and looked at it. There was no other information except that he asked himself to come to a villa in Haidian at 7pm. Then he asked: "Master Ding and I have never dealt with each other. What does the old man want from me?"

"

The man looked at Zhang Youbin's contemptuous smile and said coldly: "Master Ding asked you to go, so stop talking nonsense and just decide whether to go or not. If you go, just arrive on time. If you don't go, you will bear the consequences."

Zhang Youbin hasn't been angry for a long time, but the attitude of the man in front of him is really unacceptable to him. What's so bad about him? He's so awesome when he's on other people's territory?

"Sir, I don't know if you know me, but I want to remind you now that I don't have a very good temper. If you are here to send me an invitation, please be more respectful!" Zhang Youbin

Staring into his eyes and speaking word for word.

"Hmph!" The man snorted with great disdain and said sarcastically: "Have you recently become a little complacent because of your bald death and the gathering of that gang of people? Let me tell you, here, in Yanjing, there is no such thing as

Where you are so arrogant!"

Zhang Youbin squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time. The pair of gold-rimmed glasses this kid was wearing made him unhappy. He suddenly got angry. Zhang Youbin picked up the ashtray and smashed it into the man's face. After a burst of crackling, it shattered.

As soon as there was a sound, the man's face had blossomed, and blood flowed down his forehead, and he was slapping the ground non-stop.

"Ah!" The man screamed and then covered his forehead. Zhang Youbin didn't exert any force, otherwise it would be more than just bleeding.

"You...you..." The man dropped his handbag on the ground. He covered his forehead with one hand and pointed at Zhang Youbin with one hand as he trembled with anger.

Zhang Youbin smiled coldly and asked: "What am I?" and then cursed: "Go back and tell Master Ding that I don't care what the purpose of inviting me is, but please have some basic etiquette and don't send a dog to my territory.

Scream!"

The man's legs were unsteady. He didn't know whether it was because he was angry or because he was hit by Zhang Youbin's ashtray. After a long while, he stamped his feet. He said bitterly: "Boy, you are so damn good.

Just wait!" After saying that, he left.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Youbin pointed to the floor and said, "Clean up the garbage and dog blood on the floor before you get out."

The man said harshly: "Zhang Youbin, I advise you not to go too far."

Zhang Youbin frowned and asked: "What can you do to me if I go too far? Don't forget that this is my territory! You fucking talked to me like that in front of my brother. It's clear that you want to be beaten.

!”

Chen Wu, who was sitting on the sofa nearby, wanted to laugh but couldn't. This man's

It was so irritating that if it were him, he might not be able to bear it. After Zhang Youbin really took action, he began to worry again. This is Master Ding's person! Master Ding's status is stronger than that of the underworld like them.

Too much.

The man in front of him had no intention of doing as he was told. He was still staring hard at Zhang Youbin and motionless, except of course that his body was shaking involuntarily due to Zhang Youbin's anger.

Zhang Youbin looked at him for a long time and asked: "I told you to clean up, didn't you understand? Do you still want to be beaten? Let me tell you, this is my territory. This is how arrogant I am.

Where I am arrogant, I can only be arrogant on my own, you..." Zhang Youbin smiled disdainfully and said: "If you are arrogant, you will be beaten!"

The man was still indifferent. After a while, he took out his phone and said to Zhang Youbin: "If you have the guts, let me make a call."

Zhang Youbin snapped his fingers and said with an indifferent expression: "Please do it. But if you don't clean up for me after the phone call, don't blame me for not giving you face and give you a good beating. Don't say anything then."

I bully children."

The man gasped in anger and asked: "Child? Who do you call the child?!"

Zhang Youbin punched the phone on the table to pieces with his right hand, then stretched out his fingers as if nothing had happened, pointed at him and said: "You are the child!" Then he warned: "Oh, by the way, the money for this phone is yours.

On the head."

The man's face turned even paler, he glanced at Zhang Youbin bitterly, and dialed a number.

"Master Ding, it's me..."

"It's been delivered, but I was beaten by that Zhang Youbin, and he won't let me leave yet..."

"I don't know why, but he threw the ashtray at me out of nowhere. Lord Ding, what should I do now?"

"What?!" The man exclaimed, looking a little embarrassed, and asked, "Aren't you going to send someone over?"

"Okay." The man said helplessly, handed the phone to Zhang Youbin, and said coldly: "Master Ding wants to talk to you."

Zhang Youbin took it and put it in front of his ear, and asked casually: "Master Ding? What are your orders?"

The voice of a middle-aged man on the phone said calmly: "Boss Zhang, Xiaobing is still young and not very sensible. If you have any offense, please forgive me. Since he has also learned a lesson, please give me a lesson."

To save face, let him leave."

Zhang Youbin was a little confused in his heart. The attitude of the legendary Lord Ding was a bit too kind, and his kindness made him feel a bit conspiracy.

"Okay, I'll let him go now. Do you have anything else?" Zhang Youbin asked calmly.

Mr. Ding laughed twice and said, "I'd like to ask Boss Zhang for a favor tonight. I have something I want to talk to you about in person."

Zhang Youbin was a little undecided. Should he agree or not? Yin Guoqing was not in front of him, so he was not sure about the motives of this Ding master.

"What's wrong, Boss Zhang? Are you afraid of me, an old man?" Master Ding asked with a smile.

"Okay!" Zhang Youbin agreed: "I will be there on time at 7 o'clock in the evening."

Master Ding smiled and said, "That's good. I'll be waiting for you at home. If you hang up the phone, can you let me go?"

"No problem." Zhang Youbin hung up the phone, threw it to the man, and cursed: "Get out of here!"

Not to be outdone, the man said: "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Zhang Youbin didn't buy his fault at all, and said to himself: "If you don't get out of this door in three seconds, I will destroy both of your legs. Don't blame me for being rude then."

"1..."

"2..."

"You have the guts! We'll see!" The man threw out a nonsense sentence before Zhang Youbin could say three, turned around and ran out of the office.

As soon as the man left, Chen Wu sat in front of Zhang Youbin and said worriedly: "Brother Zhang, you shouldn't have agreed to Master Ding. I'm afraid it won't do anything good to go now."

Zhang Youbin smiled coldly and said: "Since you can't hide, just step on his shoulder and pass by. I'm not afraid that he can kill me."

Zhang Youbin really has no reason to be afraid of Master Ding. First of all, it is impossible for Master Ding to kill him. He actually thinks that he has a much greater chance of killing Master Ding than Master Ding killing himself. Besides, Master Ding's power is nothing more than that.

It's just in the underworld, it's nothing in front of myself.

Chen Wu continued: "Master Ding's power is extraordinary! Their gang is a real time-honored brand. It has been rooted in North China for decades, and its power is astonishing. We can't defeat them at all." Then he sighed.

: “I really don’t know whether this merger is a blessing or a curse.”

Zhang Youbin said nonchalantly: "What's there to worry about? The worst we can do is advance our plans." Then he ordered: "Go to the hospital now and change Lao Yin, and ask him to accompany me there tonight."

When Chen Wu heard this, he immediately said anxiously: "Why do you want Lao Yin? I will go with you!"


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