Fu Jing rushed to the alley of Nanyuan Hutong and saw Chen Jingzhou lying on the ground motionless from a distance. A young man in black was stomping on his head and smoking a cigarette leisurely.

Fu Jing's face instantly became extremely ugly, and she quickly ran over, reaching out to push away the black-clothed young man to see Chen Jingzhou's injuries. It was found that he had been beaten and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his whole person was unconscious.

"Who are you? Why did you hit him? Do you know that you are breaking the law by doing this? Fu Jing raised her head and roared viciously at the black-clothed youth.

It is unbelievable that such a thing would happen in this kind of world, and these young people are too rampant. Fu Jing looked at a few teenagers standing around, the younger ones looked underage, and the older ones were in their early twenties.

Even more unexpectedly, there was another girl standing against the wall, holding a cigarette in her mouth, and snorted disdainfully after touching Fu Jing's gaze.

Looking at the appearance of no one in their eyes, Fu Jing hated and was sad.

The young man in black threw away the cigarette in his hand and looked at Fu Jing, and then kicked at Chen Jingzhou's body, this move was so fast and so fierce that Fu Jing's face turned white, and it took a while for her to slowly stabilize her mind and look at the young man in black and said: "You are crazy, he has already beaten you like this, you are not good at giving up?

"Auntie called you because she didn't want him to die here and make trouble for me, but please take care of your son, don't learn to soak other people's horses at a young age, do you think it's cool for you to be like this? The young man in black sneered and walked away from her side.

The others followed, and the girl stood still.

When the cigarette in her hand burned to the end, she threw away the cigarette butt and put her hands in her trouser pockets and walked over, then bent over to look at Chen Jingzhou and said, "Today is just a lesson for you, don't let me see you again next time." ”

Fu Jing looked at her angrily, but saw that her right cheek was red and swollen, as if she had been slapped by someone. Fu Jing didn't speak again, just quietly watched her leave.

After everyone dispersed, Fu Jing's eyes fell on Chen Jingzhou's body, but he saw that he had already opened his eyes, and the eyes that looked at him were cold and detached, and his face was full of anger.

Oh, this guy was pretending to be dead! She thought he was still dizzy.

Chen Jingzhou stood up from her arms suddenly, even if his body hurt terribly, he gritted his teeth and limped forward.

Fu Jing knew that he was arrogant, had strong self-esteem, and was embarrassed, and was seen by people he hated very much, and she was very angry, and she understood.

She was very curious about how Chen Jingzhou provoked those people and was beaten so badly.

"Chen Jingzhou!" Fu Jing shouted at him in a cold tone: "You stop for me." ”

Chen Jingzhou stopped abruptly and bit his lip to look back at her, with tears and anger in his eyes: "If you want to be nosy, I will be beaten to death." ”

Fu Jing was stunned for a moment, looking at his tearful eyes with a hint of hatred, and couldn't help but feel shocked.

She took a deep breath and smiled helplessly: "You are afraid of death." ”

"What did you say?" he roared angrily with red eyes.

Fu Jing walked towards him with a soft smile on her face: "If you're not afraid of death, then why did you pretend to be dead just now?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Chen Jingzhou's face, and he looked at Fu Jing coldly and stopped talking.

Fu Jing walked over and helped him and said, "Okay, I didn't come here because I had something to do today, and I didn't deliberately release your pigeons." I'll take you to the hospital. ”

Probably because of her explanation, Chen Jingzhou did not resist but followed her quietly.