Chapter 87

Following.

Because the Koenigsegg was still parked in the school parking lot, she hadn't called anyone over yet, so Jiangbei could only fly to school today.

However, before he arrived at school, Jiangbei was blocked again.

was directly blocked into a small alley with no monitoring and no people.

The dead flying car was directly trampled under the feet of a muscular man in a black vest, and his face was extremely disdainful.

And what is blocked in front of Jiangbei is a group of people who are more faceless.

Judging by the way he dresses, he should be a group of social people.

Put it impossible to be a student.

The man at the head had an eye in his mouth, squinted his eyes up and down and looked at the white-haired boy who was blocked by them in the alley at this time, and was a little sarcastic.

The fingers pinched the cigarette and slowly exhaled a puff of mist, which was a little choking, and the man had blue-black tattoos on his arms and neck, and his muscles were swollen, which was a little scary.

The low smoke voice was very disdainful: "Boy, I heard that you provoked Long Shao, right?" ”

"Say, if you want to cut off your finger, how dare you."

It's very neat, straight to the topic, and doesn't beat around the bush.

Jiang Bei raised his eyebrows, his gaze swept over them carelessly, and then fell on the man who had just spoken.

Suddenly, he grinned, and the wild evil intent seemed to rush out from the bottom of his eyes, extremely arrogant, "I want to cut off the root of your Long Shao's life." ”

Don't even guess.

These are the people sent by Long Yi.

Tut.

"It's so arrogant." The man directly reached out and pushed Jiang Bei's shoulder, the sarcasm and disdain in his tone were too obvious, "It seems that you want to be all wasted today, so don't ask for your life." ”

In the next second, the man took the cigarette back into his mouth again, grabbed Jiang Bei's collar directly, clenched his fist and raised it, and was about to hit Jiang Bei directly in the face.

The punch has not been knocked down, and the wind has been born!

OkayTM steady.

In the face of the punch that came from the wind, Jiangbei didn't dodge, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

With a smile in his eyes, the man's extremely heavy punch hit the corner of the boy's lips that were still bruised!

"Bang." It was a muffled sound.

directly knocked the white-haired boy's face away, the corners of his mouth swollen and red again, and even the corners of his mouth faintly overflowed with blood stains.

The demon stained the thin lips red.

And the man also subconsciously let go of Jiangbei's collar directly, and the thin and thin figure of the young man suddenly took a step back slightly instinctively.

Raising his hand, his fingers like onions gently wiped the corners of his lips that had overflowed with blood, and the arc of the evil man suddenly rose, and under the sparse white bangs, there was a crazy smile.

It's very evil.

At this moment, the man casually took out a knife from his pocket and unhurriedly took a hot breath on the sharp knife surface.

He was half a head taller than Jiang Bei, lowered his eyes, and had no mood fluctuations, but he made people feel an unconcealable killing intent.

Gently holding the knife and tracing at the white-haired boy, "Take off your pants." ”

The atmosphere in the alley darkened instantly.

It's meant to be played for real.

The hand that caressed the corner of his mouth fell down in an instant, and Jiang Bei slowly straightened his head, squinting at those demonic blue eyes, with some crazy ruthlessness and laughter.

His gaze gradually shifted to the knife in the man's hand.

"Thank you."

Jiangbei's cold sentence instantly made the faces of the people who came to block her stunned.

It seems that he didn't expect Jiangbei to say this.

Isn't it time to beg for mercy?

Say thank you?

The man with the knife in his hand was also a little paused, his thick eyebrows were half raised, and he looked at Jiang Bei: "What did you just say?" ”

Without the slightest fear and cowardice, Jiang Bei raised his eyes to meet the eyes with terror and oppression.

The curvature of the corners of his lips is hooked, he smiles elegantly, and his voice is a little sickly crazy!

"I said ......"

"Thank you."

As soon as the last sentence fell, everyone only heard a ring.

"Bang-"

Fang Cai was still holding a knife in his hand, and the man who had just thrown a heavy punch at the corner of Jiangbei's mouth was directly kicked away at this moment, and he also knocked down several undesirable social men behind him.