"Sister Ma, why are you here?"
The person who spoke was Ma Xiaoling, Sister Ma, and beside her stood a cute little loli in a pinkish-purple tassel dress with white knee-high stockings. She had her hands behind her back and was blinking her eyes at Ma Xiaoling.
"Who is this?"
"This is my colleague and best friend, Niu Zeqing. You can call her Sister Niu from now on."
Ma Xiaoling tapped her finger lightly, and the sliding door slid open automatically. Ma Xiaoling walked in front, and the little Lolita called Niu Zeqing followed closely behind.
"Sister Ma, what's going on?
I don't understand what you said just now, "Du Kang poured a cup of tea for Ma Xiaoling and Niu Zeqing, and placed a wooden tray on the tea table.
"Actually, it was a coincidence …" Ma Xiaoling picked up the white porcelain cup and took a sip. She shook her head disappointedly and said, "Xiao Pang, you have to prepare some good tea in the future. Your tea is much worse than Sherlie's."
Du Kang did not deny this. Ever since he drank Sherlie's tea, his tea was indeed bland and tasteless, just like plain water.
"Next time, next time."
Du Kang pulled a stool and sat opposite the three women. Yang Yifei, who was downstairs, ran up to them. He looked terrified and staggered. He almost tripped and fell on the ground at the last step. He took two or three steps forward to steady himself.
"Feifei, what's wrong?"
Du Kang frowned and got up to support Yang Yifei. He asked him to sit beside him and asked him what had happened. Why was he so terrified?
Yang Yifei looked at the three women who appeared out of nowhere. He was stunned at first, but then he thought of something. He grabbed Du Kang's right hand and opened his mouth, but his throat was blocked. He could not say a word for a long time. He just pointed downstairs, and his face was full of fear and anxiety.
A loud noise came from downstairs, mixed with the muffled thuds of heavy objects.
Du Kang raised his eyebrows. He had already guessed what was going on. He asked Cang Jin and the other two girls to help take care of Weiwei and Yang Yifei. Then, he got up, straightened his collar, and slowly walked downstairs.
"Headmaster … wait for me."
Yang Yifei watched as Du Kang walked down the stairs alone. He gritted his teeth and jumped up from the bench. He grabbed the bench and rushed down as well.
The store on the first floor was already in a mess. The shelves were all over the place, and the goods were scattered all over the floor. At this time, more than a dozen men wearing white masks barged in and mercilessly trampled on everything on the floor. The steel pipes in their hands were smashed against the wall.
"Motherf * cker, come out if you have arms and legs!"
"Where's Chu Weiwei?
Come out, I'm going to crush your two … Ah! "
Before the man could finish his words, his body suddenly trembled, and his feet left the ground as he flew backward, crashing into the shelf behind him. With a crack, the shelf caved in, and two broken iron pipes pierced into his back, hanging him there.
"Ah!" The shrill scream made people couldn't help but look at him.
"It's worse than killing a pig."
Du Kang suddenly appeared in front of the man like a ghost. He pressed his right hand hard on the man's mouth and said coldly. His five fingers slowly tightened.
"Wuwuwu …"
The man couldn't speak. He only felt that his whole face was about to be crushed by Du Kang. He kept shaking his head and struggling, but Du Kang was too strong. He couldn't break free at all.
The appearance of Du Kang made everyone on the scene quiet instantly. Several of them looked at each other and nodded slightly. They raised the steel pipes in their hands and strode from different directions.
Their eyes were ruthless and ruthless. The steel pipes were smashed down with a whistling wind, and they fell on the vital parts of Du Kang's body. They couldn't wait to kill Du Kang with one strike.
He abruptly turned around, the 'Octane Blast' in his hand. A golden light flashed, and the sound of metal clashing rang out. The two tall silhouettes suddenly flew backwards and fell heavily on the ground. Their hands and feet twitched a few times before they stopped moving.
Then, another figure was slapped on the shoulder by Du Kang. In the midst of a scream, a mouthful of blood spurted out like an arrow. His whole body was like a kite with a broken string. He fell three or four meters away and lay on the ground. Blood kept gushing out from his mouth. He struggled twice but couldn't get up.
Only the last thin man was left. His previous viciousness had turned into horror. He held the steel pipe that was bent at a right angle by Du Kang's palm and stepped back step by step. He staggered and stepped on a bottle of mineral water. He fell to the ground on his back and hit the corner of the wall with the back of his head. With a muffled groan, his eyes turned white and he passed out.
"Go!
Go quickly! "
No one knew who shouted first, but the rest of them were like frightened birds. They rushed out of the shop like fish that had escaped the net. They didn't even look back and disappeared without a trace.
"Headmaster!"
Yang Yifei rushed downstairs with the stool in his hand. He was stunned by the scene in front of him. The stool in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. It just so happened that it hit between the legs of the man who was slapped by Du Kang.
The man let out a strange cry and covered his balls with both hands. His body curled up like a cooked prawn, and his expression was indescribably painful.
Yang Yifei slipped past the man and quickly ran to Du Kang's side. He looked outside the door and asked in a low voice, "Headmaster, did you beat them all away?"
"Yes, they all ran away. Well, Feifei, you go upstairs first. I'll take care of things here." Du Kang didn't wait for Yang Yifei to say anything and had already pushed him upstairs.
Yang Yifei turned around and looked at Du Kang, who was dragging the two of them by their ankles as if he was dragging a dead dog to the warehouse. Yang Yifei gulped and obediently went upstairs.
In the warehouse of the 1314 convenience store, the four men were casually thrown on the ground by Du Kang. He squatted down and looked at the unlucky man who had his balls smashed. He reached out and pulled off the mask on his face, revealing an ordinary face.
"Tell me, where did you come from? Don't tell me you were sent by the Ye Family. The Ye Family doesn't care about small fries like you."
"Big … Big Brother, we … we just hang out around here. We heard that you've offended someone in the past two days, no!
No, no, it's the Ye Family that offended you. You were taken away by the cops, so we thought we'd come over to see if there's any benefits … "
"Benefits?"
The corner of Du Kang's mouth curled into a cold smile. He grabbed the man's shoulder and clenched his fingers. Blood flowed down his fingers, and the man screamed in pain and fainted.
"This is cheap enough, right?"
As Du Kang spoke, he wiped the blood off his hand on the man's body. Then, he got up and coldly glanced at the four men lying on the ground. He gritted his teeth and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"You, don't move. Raise your hands." Suddenly, a loud roar came from behind, followed by the sound of a gun's safety being pulled off.
The corner of his eyes twitched twice. Du Kang slowly turned around and saw a young policeman standing in front of him with a gun in both hands. The black muzzle was pointed at his forehead.
"You came just in time."
Du Kang recognized the young policeman in front of him. His name was Ye Feng. Back then, he was the one who said something in Song Suo's ear. That was why Song Suo indiscriminately arrested him along with Hai Long and his gang.
Ye Feng pointed his spear at Du Kang's head and chuckled coldly, "Du Kang, tell me, if I kill you, how much benefit do you think Young Master Ye will give me? Will you let me ride your horse?"