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Chapter 163 The Sensitive and Paranoid Young Master 24

"There is no Cheng Yanbei, there is only me, your Fourth Master."

The man who called himself the Fourth Master said casually, then waved behind him.

"Hurry up and do it. Don't delay any longer. I have to go back to sleep."

Hearing his words, the younger brothers standing behind him all laughed, showing their disdain and ridicule for Duan Ci and the others.

Seeing that only two younger brothers came out, Duan Ci raised his hand and gently stroked the long hair covering his left face. He leaned lazily on the wheelchair, supported his face with one hand and looked at them with indifferent eyes.

The assistant standing behind him pushed his glasses up on his nose, looking calm.

"Let's go together. I don't want to waste too much time."

Duan Ci's clear voice came.

The leading man sneered disdainfully, but before he could finish laughing, he could no longer laugh.

Duan Ci didn't waste any words and raised his hand.

The assistant behind him received the order and slowly pushed his black-framed glasses. The lenses reflected a cold light for a moment under the dim light, and he snapped his fingers.

A group of people rushed out from behind them, and their momentum was no less than those on the opposite side.

Duan Ci turned around and glanced at his assistant, thinking how come this guy is even more pretentious than him!

The assistant smiled but didn't say anything. A man is a young man until he dies. What's wrong with pretending? And it's really cool.

The fourth master on the other side realized that the matter was not simple, but, wasn't it said that it was a meeting of friends? Who would bring so many bodyguards to a meeting of friends?

"Damn it, come on!"

He shouted, and the two sides started fighting.

As gangsters, people from the Fourth Master's side of course always carry something with them.

As soon as the fight started, they took out steel pipes and fought with the people brought by Duan Ci.

The people Duan Ci brought were also not weak either, they were all strictly trained and had many years of fighting experience. He nimbly dodged their weapons and knocked them down with another punch.

The leader, the Fourth Master, is no joke. He can fight against several people alone and is very ferocious in a fight.

Duan Ci leaned lazily on the back of his wheelchair, his peach blossom eyes watching the fight through the crowd. The fight was almost over, and he reached out his hand to the assistant behind him.

A baseball bat was put in his hand. Duan Ci weighed it and found it quite comfortable to use.

He stood up and walked step by step into the fighting crowd.

Someone saw him coming and wanted to catch him, but was stopped by the people he brought with him.

Duan Ci walked up to the Fourth Master without any hindrance, raised the baseball bat and swung at him.

The Fourth Master raised the steel pipe in his hand to resist, and he stared at Duan Ci's legs in surprise.

"You can walk?!"

"of course."

Duan Ci's voice was flat. Seeing that this attack was blocked, he prepared to launch the next attack.

His movements seemed slow, but the power of the baseball bat was not small. The steel pipe in the fourth master's hand was bent, and his arm was numb from the shock.

He was shocked and knew that Duan Ci was not someone easy to mess with, but he had taken money from others and he must tie up Duan Ci today, so he did not back off, threw the steel pipe and rushed towards Duan Ci.

The result was that he was knocked to the ground by Duan Ci with a stick.

Looking at the man who fell to the ground, Duan Ci squatted down and looked at him.

"It was Cheng Yanbei who asked you to come here. What did he ask you to do?"

The man didn't say anything, just lay on the ground wailing, but he was a man of professional ethics.

Duan Ci touched his chin and thought, could it be that he didn't go too easy?

Instead of asking a second time, he grabbed his hair, lifted his head up, and smashed it to the ground again.

This happened several times until his face was covered in blood, and the man finally begged for mercy.

"I'm telling you! I'm telling you! Stop, stop hitting me..."

He didn't dare to delay any longer. Although he was weak, he still quickly told Cheng Yanbei everything he had told him to do.

It turned out that Cheng Yanbei asked them to come and kidnap Duan Ci in order to threaten Ji Mujin not to attack their Cheng family again.

"Ah? Is that so? That's a pity."

Duan Ci stood up, with a hint of regret in his voice. If he was kidnapped, A Jin would not only lock him up in a small dark room, but would also feel sorry for his plight and kill the Cheng family immediately.

Seeing that his own people had already knocked down the Fourth Master's men, Duan Ci sat back in his wheelchair and reached out to the assistant behind him, wanting to wipe his hands with a handkerchief.

But the expected handkerchief was not put into his hand, his hand was grabbed by someone.

Duan Ci looked back somewhat displeased, and when he saw who grabbed his hand, he was a little surprised.