"Who are you?" The tall, flat-headed man looked at Feng Jing a little depressed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"You moved my woman, and asked me who I am?" Feng Jing turned his head expressionlessly and looked at Wang Jingqiong and Wang Jinhui, without the intention of letting go.

The flat-headed tall man looked Feng Jing up and down, seventeen or eighteen years old, with broken hair, wearing a pair of light-colored and shabby jeans, and a T-shirt with no oil stains removed, and then the man said indifferently: "Oh, little white face!"

As soon as the tall, flat-headed man spoke, he heard a crunch sound coming from his bones, and then he felt a sharp pain. When I looked at it again, I saw that my hand had been turned for a full week. As soon as he opened his mouth to scold, Feng Jing gently pushed, and he took several steps backwards and fell on top of his accomplice.

Before the tall man could speak, another accomplice saw the tall man with a flat head in pain, clenched his fist and waved it at Feng Jing's face without hesitation. Unfortunately, it was firmly grasped by a hand.

"Whoever comes again is like both of them." As soon as the words came out, they heard the man who was wrapped in his fist by Feng Jing screaming, and everyone looked at it, just like the tall man with a flat head, his wrist turned for a full week.

A dozen or twenty people all stared at this scene, wanting to try to step forward, but everyone stood in place and looked at each other, without the intention of stepping forward.

After discussion, a boy who was a little short and a little obese shouted: "Go, we're not done with you." ”

At this time, the flat-headed tall man took an iron rod out of nowhere, scolded the damn, and waved it at Feng Jing's back. The corners of Feng Jing's mouth twitched to both sides, his hand flicked back, grabbed the swinging iron rod, and muttered: "Look for death." ”

Feng Jing pumped hard, and the rod iron slipped out of the flat-headed tall man's hand, and before he could turn around, the iron rod fell on his back, followed by a crisp sound.

Ah-poof--The flat-headed tall man screamed, smashed on the ground, and looked at the iron rod in Feng Jing's hand, only to see that the flat-headed tall man's spine was seriously deformed, and he couldn't get up.

The flat-headed and tall friends looked at this scene in amazement, they couldn't believe that the little white face in front of them would be so ruthless.

"Get out." Feng Jing threw the iron rod at the somewhat obese boy and shouted.

The fat boy seemed to have just come to his senses, and he and another companion stepped forward to prop up the tall, flat-headed man on the ground, and did not dare to make any more threatening words. Pick up the tall, flat-headed man who was screaming, and walk to the end of the street.

Wang Jingqiong looked at the group of departing people in astonishment and glared at Feng Jing. Feng Jing grinned, shrugged his shoulders, and giggled.

Wang Jingqiong gave him a blank look, turned her head and slapped her brother's head again and again: "Fight, fight, I'll let you fight." ”

Wang Jinhui shrank his head, screamed, and let her slap.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Jingqiong saw Wang Jinhui holding his little feet, and suddenly asked.

"It hurts-" Wang Jinhui glanced at his sister and pulled up his trouser legs.

"Brother Hui, go to the hospital and take a look, you may have a fracture." A classmate with a nosebleed suggested.

"Let's go, sister will take you to the hospital." Wang Jingqiong's temper changed three hundred and sixty degrees in an instant, and after grabbing his hand, he hung it on his thin shoulder.

"It's okay, sister, don't worry." Wang Jinhui pushed his sister away and tried to walk by himself. couldn't take two steps, and almost fell down after a bump, Wang Jingqiong hurriedly stepped forward to support him and gave her a fierce look.

"Don't be transparent when I'm transparent, okay?" Feng Jing said boredly behind them, and then threw the key in his hand to Wang Jingqiong, "You take the motorcycle." ”

Wang Jingqiong reluctantly walked towards the motorcycle, but her heart calmed down a lot.

Feng Jing grinned and smiled at Wang Jingqiong, and when she turned around, he supported Wang Jinhui's armpit with one hand, bent down, and pressed the other hand on the red and swollen part of the shin.

"You guys go back first." Wang Jinhui smiled at his three classmates.

"Brother Hui, let's take you to the hospital."

"No, I'm fine, my sister is here."

The three of them discussed for a while, and the classmate with a nosebleed said, "Okay, Brother Hui, then let's go back first, and call if there is anything." ”

"Hmm."

After a while, Feng Jing let go of the hand holding Wang Jinhui's armpit, turned his head to greet Wang Jingqiong, who was pulling the motorcycle, and threw a sentence to Wang Jinhui: "You can go to the hospital yourself." ”

"Hey, hey, bird feathers, leave me alone?" Wang Jinhui propped up on one foot and shouted vigorously.

Wang Jingqiong gave Feng Jing a goodbye look, came to Wang Jinhui and slapped him on the back of the head: "How do you talk to your seniors, it's not big or small." ”

Wang Jinhui covered his head and muttered with a flat mouth: "I'm afraid it's not a senior, I've only been in the city for three months, so I don't know what shame is." ”

"What did you say?" Wang Jingqiong remembered that she slept together last night, and her blood rushed to her brain.

"What do I say, the truth is that they brought men home." Wang Jinhui squinted his eyes and sealed Jing.

Feng Jing shrugged his shoulders to express helplessness, Wang Jingqiong bit her lower lip lightly and raised her hand to pat again.

"You fight." Wang Jinhui put down the hand covering his head, and stretched his neck towards Wang Jingqiong, "If you fight, I'll tell my parents about you." ”

"Ahh After speaking, Wang Jingqiong still started fighting.

Wang Jinhui limped to dodge at first, but he didn't know that he had already run. Wang Jinhui, who ran out of Xu Yuan, realized that he could run, and turned to look at his sister: "Sister." After he called out to his sister, there was no more follow-up. Turning to Feng Jing, remembering the beating just now, he seemed to understand why his sister liked this little white face - she could fight and heal.

"What?" Wang Jingqiong looked at his legs, pretending to be ignorant.

"It's okay, you and my brother-in-law go back first, I still have something to do."

"Brother-in-law?" Wang Jingqiong glared at her brother and stomped hard.

"Heha, brother-in-law." Feng Jing covered his mouth and smiled and bent over, "Well, brother-in-law, let's go play." ”

Wang Jingqiong turned to glare at Feng Jing, as if she had been violated by something, and stomped on his instep fiercely: "What are you laughing at, get out-" After speaking, one person turned his head and strode in the opposite direction of her brother.

"I'll go, Brother Hui, you're too good at pretending."

"What a pretend, it really hurts." Wang Jinhui caught up with his little friends and put his arm on their shoulders.

"It's really, like a monkey."

"That's ......"

Fighting seemed to be a common thing, and after a while they forgot about it completely. Feng Jing accompanied Wang Jingqiong to dinner, and after eating, he rode a motorcycle around. Wang Jingqiong became a tour guide, pointing and pointing all the way, twittering all the way.

Feng Jing became an opportunistic and tourist, listening to the call and listening to her crooked, but he liked that, listening to the beauty hugging himself and laughing, the laughter was particularly beautiful.

At some point, it got dark, and the wind began to get cold.

Feng Jing was driving the motorcycle at the front end, and Wang Jingqiong was close to him behind him, his eyes slightly closed, looking very tired.

"Sister." At the intersection of the dirt road and the road back to the village, Wang Jinhui stopped the motorcycle.

Wang Jingqiong opened her eyes, looked at Feng Jing who looked back at her suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong." ”

"Sister, the second uncle asked me to tell you not to go back to the village." Wang Jinhui said in a panic.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jingqiong looked at him suspiciously.

"At noon, that flat head is the grandson of the mayor of Nanyang City." Wang Jinhui glanced at Feng Jing, "The hospital said that it couldn't be cured, and it was disabled, and his uncle and a group of people blocked the entrance of the village." Sister, you should go back to school first. ”

Wang Jingqiong looked back at Feng Jing, Feng Jing grinned at her and didn't speak. Then, Feng Jing went over and kissed Wang Jingqiong on the forehead, and the motorcycle was set on fire again.

"Feng Jing, where are you going?" Wang Jingqiong asked while tugging at the corner of his clothes.

"I'm sending you home!"

"Something will happen."

"It's okay, anyway, that's your home. We're back at school, what about your brother's family? ”

"Uh......"

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