Ding Shuo knew the importance of it.

Of course, those three ignorant gangsters who were ignorant of the world would not be sent to the hospital with their hands and feet;

They wouldn't just treat them as nothing happened, they just let them go as if they were just a fart;

Instead, he grabbed his hair and slapped them, making them scream, causing them to suffer from flesh and blood while also having a long memory.

After all, there is an old saying in the world: I will pay it back sooner or later!

After teaching the three gangsters a lesson, Ding Shuo did not rush back to the gallery, but turned around and rode towards the seafood market.

He used his fists to find out some news from the three gangsters that the Qiao Yuesen brothers lived in the messy Tikou Village near the seafood market.

It seems that Qiao Yuesen was beaten by Brother Jian because he didn't move him last night.

This kind of thing happens because of oneself and cannot be ignored.

More than ten minutes later, Ding Shuo rode his motorcycle into the narrow alley of Dikouzhuang. Every household here has built houses, and the winding alleys are like a maze, and it is easy to get lost.

The muddy road was very difficult to travel, and Ding Shuo was a little crazy. He searched for a long time before he found the house number provided by the three gangsters.

No. 220.

The faded red iron gate was covered with a faint feeling, and the barking of dogs came from the yard.

The two old ladies sitting at the gate opposite were enjoying the cool air, with palm-leaf fans in their hands, staring at Ding Shuo with curious eyes: "Young man, are you renting a house? Or are you looking for someone?"

Ding Shuo took off his helmet and asked the old lady with a smile: "Auntie, I'm looking for someone. Are there two brothers living here? My brother's face is burned."

A trace of vigilance flashed across the old lady's face: "Who are you the two brothers?"

"Oh, I'm their friend."

"Oh... the two brothers seem to have offended someone recently. They just got injured one a while ago. Did they hurt another one last night? Go and have a look. On the third floor, you can go and take a look. The room that turns right after leaving the stairs."

"Okay, thank you aunt."

Ding Shuo parked his motorcycle at the door, pushed the door and walked into the yard, and saw that the small yard was full of miscellaneous items. The landlord lived on the first floor, and the second floor and the third floor were all tenants.

Probably because the rent here is relatively cheap, so the people living here are very mixed. When Ding Shuo walked to the second floor, he even heard the sound of playing mahjong from the room near the stairs on the second floor.

When he arrived at the third floor, Ding Shuo walked straight along the corridor to the end and knocked on the door gently.

"Who?" A voice came from the house. It was not Qiao Yuesen.

"I'll look for Qiao Yuesen." Ding Shuo said in a low voice.

The door was opened, and a little shirtless flat head appeared in Ding Shuo's vision. The vigilance on his face dissipated, as if he recognized Ding Shuo, but he still didn't dare to be too sure: "Are you Brother Ding?"

Ding Shuo nodded, lowered his voice and asked, "Where is your brother?"

"Come in and talk..." Xiao Pingtou invited Ding Shuo into the house. This person was Qiao Yuesen's younger brother Qiao Yuehai.

The rental house looks like a one-bedroom and living room, with only thirty or forty square meters, no bathroom or kitchen, only two single beds, a simple wardrobe, a shabby sofa, a glass coffee table full of miscellaneous items, and several plastic stools, plus a squeaking floor-to-ceiling fan.

Qiao Yuehai is not as burly as his brother. He is over 1.7 meters tall, but in Ding Shuo's eyes, he is a little thin.

He took a few pieces of clothes on the sofa and made a place to spare: "Brother Ding, sit down! My brother has called you when he went out. He has been out for more than half an hour, so he should be back soon."

"Call me?" Ding Shuo frowned slightly.

Qiao Yuehai nodded, picked up a cigarette box on the coffee table, and gave the only cigarette inside to Ding Shuo. He found a cigarette butt from the ashtray made of cans and held it in his mouth: "Do you remember the last time my brother brought a few people to block you in the alley, but you beat him up and put it on again?"

Ding Shuo nodded and said "Yes".

Qiao Yuesen continued: "One of them, who followed my brother to the entrance of the community where you live last night, recognized you at a glance, so last night everyone returned empty-handed. The bastard secretly reported to Lin Kun, saying that my brother had colluded with you and let you go."

"Lin Kun?"

"Oh, everyone calls him Brother Jian. Because he hasn't graduated from elementary school, he always separates his family and often writes his name as 'Mujian', so everyone calls him Brother Jian..."

"Well, you continue."

"Brother Jian learned that my brother had betrayed him, so he came to the door and beat my brother up and smashed the phones of our brothers on the spot. My brother was worried that you were in danger, so he sneaked out and said he would call you."

Before Qiao Yuehai finished speaking, Ding Shuo's cell phone started to buzz and vibrate. It was a strange phone number.

Ding Shuo answered the phone and Qiao Yuesen's voice came from the phone: "Brother Ding is me, Qiao Yuesen, where are you now?"

"I'm at your house and now I'm with your brother."

"Ah? Let's go quickly. The place where I live is unsafe. There are Brother Jian's eyeliners everywhere. In order not to be discovered by them, I ran out far away and called you. Listen to me, leave quickly. It's better to go to the other market to hide for a few days..."

Ding Shuo frowned: "It's not that serious, right?"

Qiao Yuesen lowered his voice on the other end of the phone and said, "Since Brother Jian means, the financial owner has increased the price again. In addition to Brother Jian, there are a few others who are also eyeing you!"

"Okay, I get it."

The muscles in the corners of Ding Shuo's eyes twitched. It seemed that he and Wang Tian didn't have that much hatred? Do you want to find so many people to mess with him?

He was surprised that a person's mind could be so narrow.

It made me feel like I was cuckolding his father.

After hanging up Qiao Yuesen's phone call, Ding Shuo left Qiao Yuehai 2,000 yuan, which was his own compensation, so he returned to the downstairs and hurriedly left Dikou Village on a motorcycle.

As soon as he left, the old lady sitting at the door took out an elderly cell phone and called out a phone number: "Kunkun, the young man who came to find the two brothers and left on a motorcycle."

...

After Ding Shuo rode his motorcycle out of Tikouzhuang, he took a special notice of whether anyone was following him.

It turns out that I am thinking too much.

A few gangsters don’t have that much energy or energy yet.

When he rode a motorcycle back to the antique street, Ding Shuo walked into the gallery, Liu Yicun held his hand with excitement: "Master, Master, Moma sold that painting just now."

Ding Shuo nodded and praised: "Sister Hua is indeed a good businessman. He opened his door as soon as he started his job."

Liu Anhua was a little embarrassed by Ding Shuo's praise: "No, that's not the case. The little girl didn't ask anything just now, and she left the money and took the painting away."

"Little girl?" Ding Shuo was slightly stunned. Without waiting for him to ask what kind of girl he was, Liu Yicun carried a heavy black convenience bag in front of him.

"Master, open it and take a look!" Liu Yicun raised his little face and smiled brightly.

Ding Shuo knew that it was money inside.

But when he opened the bag and looked at the big bundle of money, he couldn't help swallowing.
Chapter completed!