Chapter 211, Mine Really Only Bites a Small Bite (26)
The young man didn't expect Jiang Chi to beat him, and the whole person was stunned for a moment.
Then he reacted and waved his hand angrily.
But before he could fight back, he felt another pain in his waist and abdomen! He subconsciously bent down, and received another heavy blow to the shoulder, and the whole person fell to the ground.
The boy hissed in pain, and then raised his head in a hurry.
Jiang Chi had already neatly cleaned up this batch of teenagers, he lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, put on a straight face, and walked out indifferently.
He took two steps, and suddenly noticed that someone was watching him, and his brow twisted unhappily, and he looked over with a fierce expressionβ
He met Shen Jiu's gaze directly.
Jiang Chi's whole body froze, he stared at Shen Jiu blankly for a while, and then his expression quickly softened, and the whole person rushed towards Shen Jiu and threw himself directly into Shen Jiu's arms.
He grabbed the corner of Shen Jiu's clothes, and his voice was a little hurried: "Sister, sister, I'm so scaredβ"
Shen Jiu raised his eyebrows with a smile and reminded him, "You just beat up those teenagers. β
Jiang Chi's body paused slightly.
What happened just now, she saw the end from the beginning.
Jiang Chi quickly judged the situation, and his eyelashes twitched slightly.
He was still in Shen Jiu's arms, but his expression was a little lighter. However, this expression did not last long, and soon became innocent again: "Sister, what did you say?" β
Shen Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and pushed Jiang Chi: "Don't pretend." β
Jiang Chi pursed his lips slightly.
He let Shen Jiu push him away, but his pupils darkened, his eyelashes drooped, and his eyes turned red, looking pitiful as if he wanted to cry.
He called her softly, "Sister." β
Jiang Chi carefully pulled the hem of Shen Jiu's clothes. His voice was low and he looked worried: "Are you angry with me?" β
He bit his lip, his teeth biting the flap of his lip until it almost faded: "When I was a child, there were always people who bullied me. They insulted me, beat me, I couldn't help it, I learned to fight back. β
Shen Jiu was not moved by his words.
She lowered her eyebrows slightly, and her expression was slightly indifferent: "Jiang Chi, there is no way to explain why you, such a young child, can win against so many big children." β
Jiang Chi is no more than seven or eight years old, but these teenagers are at least thirteen or fourteen years old.
Jiang Chi froze.
He looked at Shen Jiu in silence for a while, then pursed his lips and whispered, "I can explain." β
He gently tugged at Shen Jiu's sleeve: "Sister, lower your head." β
Shen Jiu blinked lightly and bent down slightly: "How do you explain-"
Jiang stood on tiptoe suddenly, his eyes widened slightly, and a faint color of blood appeared in his dark pupils. The blood color was scarlet and rich, spreading from one point to another, quickly filling all of Shen Jiu's vision.
Shen Jiu felt as if her consciousness was floating in the sea, and in a haze, she heard a soft and low voice: "Forget it." β
It's a stranger's voice.
She asked blankly, "Forget what?" β
Jiang Chi raised his hand and gently covered Shen Jiu's eyes: "Forget everything you just saw." β
The teenagers at the door had already run away, and there was no one else in this place, Jiang Chi's figure quickly lengthened, and he raised his figure in the blink of an eye.
He lightly pressed his hand on Shen Jiu's shoulder, and his voice was low: "You came to the school, picked up Jiang Chi smoothly, and took him back home." β
The scarlet in Jiang Chi's eyes flashed slightly: "This is your itinerary just now." β