Seeing Zhao Dong nodding, he waved his hand impatiently.

The sliding door of the van opened, and five more strong men jumped out. Each of them was very powerful, and at first glance they were Lian Jiazi.

Zhao Dong held a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Who are you?"

"I'm your father, here to teach you a lesson!"

The man waved his hand and several thugs rushed over.

Zhao Dong was very angry. He had just been ridiculed by Sophie, and now he was scolded in front of him again.

The unhappiness in my heart burst out in an instant!

While sneering, he kicked him out.

The gangster who rushed up first didn't move out of the way and was kicked in the lower abdomen.

Zhao Dong's kick was so powerful that he slid out all over the ground.

When he stood up, his mouth was scratched, several front teeth were missing, and his mouth was full of blood.

Zhao Dong grinned when he saw this, so happy!

The scarred man threw down the cigarette butt and said, "Copycat!"

Someone immediately ran to open the trunk and dropped the snakeskin bag. Inside were steel pipes, wooden sticks, and machetes.

Zhao Dong clenched his fists and walked up to meet the sticks of several gangsters.

These gangsters are not good at all. The guys in their hands keep attacking the vital points, obviously with murderous intentions!

Zhao Dong resisted for a few times, took the opportunity to grab a short stick, and knocked one down with his backhand. At the same time, he was stabbed in the back, which was so painful!

The remaining gangsters gathered around, and it turned out that the short stick in Zhao Dong's hand seemed to have eyes.

Every time he takes action, it is bound to be accompanied by a scream!

It fell down almost in the blink of an eye.

The scarred man cursed: "Damn, you are a bunch of trash, get out of my way!"

As he spoke, the thing in his hand was swung round and smashed down!

Zhao Dong waved his hand horizontally, but he didn't expect that the scarred man was very strong.

The wooden stick in his hand couldn't withstand the force and broke!

Zhao Dong gritted his teeth to hold back the pain and punched the scarred man in the lower abdomen.

The scarred man's concentration was obviously not good enough. His face turned green from the pain, and the iron rod in his hand fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

Before he could bend down to pick it up, he was already kicked away by Zhao Dong!

Zhao Dong took a few steps forward, stepped on his chest and asked, "Tell me, who asked you to come?"

When he asked this question, Zhao Dong already had several candidates in mind.

Wei Dongming, Xia Ruxue?

Or Sophie!

"Your grandpa asked me to come!"

The man with the scar made a sound in his throat, and a mouthful of thick phlegm flew over him.

Zhao Dong turned his head and flashed, "You're paralyzed! Are you pretending to be a good guy with me? I'll let you pretend!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed half of the wooden stick in his hand and stabbed it hard!

Phew!

The man with the scar felt a chill on his neck, and when he turned his head to look, he was almost frightened out of his wits.

The half-length wooden stick was at least as long as an arm, and it was inserted deeply into the soil.

How much force does this have to be?

In addition, his neck was cut open by a wooden thorn, and blood flowed out.

The scarred man met Zhao Dong's eyes again and almost peeed in fear. If the knife head hadn't licked the blood, he would never have such a terrifying look!

He was already timid, but with a bunch of younger brothers watching, he couldn't be too hopeless.

Just wait for Zhao Dong to give you a step, and then get off the donkey along the slope.

Zhao Dong didn't take it seriously and stepped on one of his palms under his feet, intending to stab him with the other half of the stick.

The scarred man was stunned for a moment, "Don't...don't...brother! I admit defeat!"

If this stick falls, the palm will definitely be pierced.

He just uses his strength to make ends meet. If he can't hold the guy steady in the future, who will be afraid of him?

Zhao Dong didn't give him any trouble, "Stop talking nonsense, who is it?"

These guys take people's money and help them get rid of disasters. There's no deep hatred, and there's no point in embarrassing them.

Besides, if you really want to send someone to the hospital, you may have to pay for medical expenses.

He really can't afford his current salary.

"The call was from my eldest brother. I really don't know who the employer is."

The scarred man said, secretly glancing at Zhao Dong's face.

Zhao Dong did not express his position, but took out half a pack of red plums from his pocket, popped one out and held it in his mouth.

That deep look in his eyes made it difficult to see through.

The man with the scar hurriedly looked away, his emotions and anger invisible. This kind of guy is the most difficult to deal with.

He knew that he had hit a brick wall today, so he didn't dare to play tricks again.

He took a few steps forward and took out a lighter from his pocket.

While he was lighting the fire, he whispered: "It was Wei Dongming who spread the word, saying that he was beckoning death..."

Zhao Dong patted his shoulder, stood up and left.

Instead of going down the mountain, we returned to Yunding Manor.

How dare that bastard Wei Dongming plot against him?
Chapter completed!