At this time, the fake devil and a few people came over, staring at Feng Jing and knocking on the window, for fear that Feng Jing would make another move. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But after stepping on the front of the car, he didn't move, just stared at the driver with his eyes, and seemed to be unable to move.

"Feng Jing, are you okay?" Wang Jingqiong asked softly according to him.

Feng Jing still posed in a cool-looking pose and ignored Wang Jingqiong. It wasn't until Wang Jingqiong called him again that he came back to his senses, gritted his teeth, and his head trembled: "I'm fine." With a blank face, he pulled back the foot that was trapped in the front of the car, and then pulled out the foot that was stuck in the mud, patted the dirt on the side of his pants, and slowly slapped his hands and walked towards the car door.

The villagers of Yangluo Village stood in the distance and watched all this with wide eyes, some of them had not come to their senses, some of them shook their heads in disbelief, and some even saw the lively little girl fall to the ground in fear...... Everything was so unbelievable, but Wang Jingqiong looked at Feng Jing and laughed.

The village chief turned his head to look at the second uncle, who shrugged his shoulders and said that he didn't know anything: "When I first saw him, I thought that this kid was not simple. "Totally an afterthought.

Seeing Feng Jing coming slowly, the fake devil and the others retreated backwards, and some simply returned to the car and took back the short knife and iron rod that they had just packed up.

The front door was vacant for a radius of one meter, Feng Jing bowed his waist and gently knocked on the window: "You, come out?" Then he lazily leaned his back against the car and waited for the occupants to come out.

The occupants of the car locked the windows in a panic, and then tried to start the car, but they couldn't turn on the light, and finally gave up, closed their eyes, as if to say a final goodbye to their loved ones.

I hadn't seen anyone in the car come out for a long time, and Feng Jing said to himself: "Since you don't want to come out, then don't say I'm rude." With that, Feng Jing's hand tapped lightly on the window, and then the window shattered, leaving behind the steel of the door and the shards of glass on the side of the window.

Feng Jing reluctantly turned around, reached in and grabbed the collar of the man in the driver's seat, and then pulled it out.

The man struggled to hammer Feng Jing's arm, but no matter how much he hit and pulled, he couldn't stop his body from rushing towards the car window. The crowd outside the car wanted to rush forward to stop Feng Jing's behavior, but as soon as they met Feng Jing's eyes, they retreated and looked at each other.

When the man was pulled out, he was covered in blood and wanted to fall asleep.

Wang Jingqiong and some timid women who saw this scene covered their eyes and turned away, and even some men began to escort the women and children away.

The man was led in the air by Feng Jing indifferently: "It's fun, isn't it?" ”

Suddenly, an iron rod flew from the crowd and was flying towards Feng Jing's head. Feng Jing seemed to be unaware, and reached out, but the iron rod landed in the palm of his hand. His eyes widened, and he turned his head to the direction where the iron rod was flying: "One person does things and one person does it, I'll give you a chance to stand up." Feng Jing said expressionlessly.

The crowd looked at each other, but no one stepped forward.

"One, two, three, alright." When the sound fell, the iron rod in Feng Jing's hand was thrown out, and flew towards the crowd, hitting a person in the head. Instantly, blood rushed out, and the man collapsed to the ground.

A part of the people were divided to check on the man who was hit with an iron rod, and in addition to the crowd standing at the car door and watching, there were only about a dozen people around Feng Jing. It seemed that a dozen or so people were all ready to move, but they didn't dare to take half a step forward.

"Give us back the people, and forget about today's business." The flat-headed man muttered in the fake devil's ear for a while, and then the fake devil sighed and raised his voice to shout to Feng Jing.

"Are you negotiating terms with me?" Feng Jing lazily leaned back on the car behind him, his hands and people still flying in mid-air.

The fake devil looked back at the man behind him, then gritted his teeth and turned to Feng Jing: "Yes, it is to negotiate conditions with you, and you will kill him if you have a kind." The fake devil pointed to the man who was led by Feng Jing.

"I seem to have said it, that's not how the seed came about, did your parents kill someone before you have this seed?" Feng Jing casually withdrew the hand holding the man forward, and then stretched out in the direction of the fake devil, and the man flew out towards the fake devil and smashed on the fake devil, "Let's go." Feng Jing waved his hand to the group of people, signaling that they could leave.

The crowd got into the car one after another, the lights were lit one by one, and the sound of the car igniting resounded in this hill.

Wang Jingqiong, who had been pulled back by the second uncle, saw the car leaving and wanted to walk towards Feng Jing, but as soon as she took two steps, she was pulled back by the village chief, and she looked back at the village chief: "Uncle Liao." ”

"Go home." The village chief, known as Uncle Liao, glanced at her second uncle, and then the second uncle came over to help pull her to the village.

Feng Jing wanted to step forward, but he was stopped by Uncle Liao as soon as he took two steps: "Young man, I don't know where you come from, and I don't want to know, if you don't want to hurt Jingqiong, or this village, please leave." ”

"Feng Jing, Feng Jing......" Wang Jingqiong struggled, just broke away from her second uncle and was pulled back by two other middle-aged men, the scene was a little bit of life and death.

"Jingqiong." Feng Jing shouted her name, and had plans to break through.

"Lad, lad." Uncle Liao grabbed him, "We won't do anything to her, but you have to leave." ”

Feng Jing looked at the sky, bit his lower lip, glanced at Uncle Liao, put his hands in his trouser pockets, reluctantly turned his head, walked in the direction of the vehicle leaving, and occasionally turned his head to look at the village.

The village chief called a few people to push the car that Feng Jing stepped on to the side of the road, and then asked people to pull the motorcycle back, and the village head returned to the front, quiet and gloomy.

At the bend of the dirt road, Feng Jing stopped and listened to the movement at the entrance of the village. When the villagers had left, they returned to the entrance of the village with their hands in their pockets, did not enter the village, looked at the village from a distance, and finally squatted down, picked up the branches on the ground and scratched them on the ground.

Wang Jinhui walked from behind him lightly and said softly, "I'm sorry, brother-in-law." ”

"Hehehaha." Hearing the word brother-in-law, Feng Jing's haze just now couldn't help but disperse, and he smiled treacherously, "Giggles, since it's my own family, what else do you say I'm sorry!" Feng Jing pulled him down and made him squat beside him

"Brother-in-law, what are you laughing at?" Wang Jinhui was relieved to see that Feng Jing was in a good mood.

Feng Jing patted the back of Wang Jinhui's head, sat down upside down, and stretched out his feet: "Your sister is here, and I'm going to slap you again?" ”

"Why?" Wang Jinhui asked a little sluggishly. Suddenly, I remembered something and asked, "You haven't done anything about my sister yet?" ”

Feng Jing was stunned, and looked at the brother-in-law in front of him with wide eyes.

"Good concentration." Wang Jinhui wrapped his left hand around his right fist and saluted solidly, "Admire, admire." Then he stepped back and sat on the ground side by side with Feng Jing.

"You really want me to do your sister? Your sister is only sixteen, is there a brother like you? Feng Jing squinted at him.

"That's not it, you really have nothing to do with my sister?"

"Kissed her."

"Just kissing?" Wang Jinhui looked at him suspiciously.

"Hmm." Feng Jing thought for a while and nodded.

"How long have you been dating my sister?"

"The day before yesterday."

"Ahh My sister only dated you the day before yesterday, so she took you home yesterday? Wang Jinhui's eyes widened in surprise.

"Hmm."

"This bag looks pretty pure......"

"How do you speak?" Feng Jing slapped Wang Jinhui on the back of the head,

Wang Jinhui was halfway through speaking, and swallowed back the words that he hadn't spit out: "No." Wang Jinhui touched the back of his head and smiled, "I saw you sleeping in my sister's room last night, and I didn't see you come out until I left in the morning." You guys didn't do anything? ”

Feng Jing raised his hand and wanted to pat Wang Jinhui's head again, but Wang Jinhui hurriedly held his head with both hands, looking innocent. Seeing his scared look, Feng Jing put down his raised hand and exhaled deeply: "I love her." ”

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