Chen Jing threw himself on the roof of the car and made a lot of noise. And his hands were on both sides of the roof of the car, and the picture of Heqiang could be faintly seen from the side mirror.

Zhang Heqiang's right hand hung down softly, and he only used his left hand to drive, which was not too neat and very reluctant. At the same time, he had to endure severe pain, the slightest shock of his twisted arm hurt, and the slightest jolt hurt.

He still can't believe that a high school boy who looks so thin has such perverted strength.

But the facts are in front of him, and his twisted arm can no longer be questioned.

"Shit!, how could there be such a person?"

Zhang Heqiang turned the steering wheel sharply around a corner, trying to use the inertia of the swing to throw Chen Jing off the roof of the car.

The roof of the van is smooth, but there is no point where you can support it steadily.

Under this throw, the strong concussion shook Zhang Heqiang so much that he inhaled cold air in pain, and bursts of stabbing pain came from the position where the bone in his right hand was twisted, which was as uncomfortable as a heart.

But when he looked through the side mirror, he found that Chen Jing was still on the roof of the car.

The hands were still holding on steadily.

“Shit!”

Zhang Heqiang couldn't shake it off, and he himself was in a lot of pain, so he simply didn't toss.

After thinking about it for a while, I had a plan.

If Zhang Heqiang's right hand hadn't been broken, he would have been able to take the saber and aim at the position and stab it upwards now. Or he stretched out the window and cut off Chen Jing's hand.

But now he only has one left hand left, and it is barely enough to grasp the steering wheel alone, and he has no energy to do anything else.

The car quickly passed two red lights, entered Mingyang Middle Road, and then stepped onto the ring road.

This Zhang Heqiang seems to be very familiar with all the roads in Mingyang City, and after entering the ring road, he skillfully rushed up a mountain road at a three-way intersection.

As you go up the mountain road, you will find a very tall mountain.

That mountain is called "Zhongming Mountain".

Before the fifties and sixties, there was a temple on the mountain, and the incense was good at that time. Every morning bell drums at dusk, and the bell can always echo in the mountains, so it has such a name.

Later, the monks in this temple were gone, and it didn't take long for the temple to disappear.

Because the mountain is very steep and rocky, several quarries were developed here when the new city was built. There are also cement factories that take stones here.

As soon as Zhang Heqiang drove the car up, he began to turn left and right again, and tried to get rid of Chen Jing several times.

If Chen Jing is thrown off in the city, Chen Jing will only fall on the road.

And if you are thrown down here, there are steep cliffs on the side of the road.

The cliffs on the side of the mountain are at least sixty meters long, and they are all stones. If you fall, death is certain.

This is Zhang Heqiang's plan.

Aren't you chasing?

Didn't you climb on the roof of your car?

Come, Lao Tzu will let you know what regret is!

After several attempts to no avail, Zhang Heqiang suddenly turned his heart sideways, turned the direction and crashed into the iron guardrail on the edge of the cliff.

The front of the car scraped against the iron guardrail, rubbing out bursts of sparks.

Under this strong impact, Chen Jing's legs couldn't stop being affected by inertia and fell towards the edge of the cliff.

Zhang Heqiang saw that the effect was good, so he continued.

Sassy sass~

The front of the car continued to rub and collide, and strong sparks were blown along the way.

Chen Jing grabbed his fingers on both sides of the roof of the car, and the knuckles turned white at this moment.

There were no handles on the roof of the car, and he was grabbing it with brute force.

But Rao is like this, and he can't help but be shocked like this for a long time. Strong inertia will still throw him off sooner or later.

He knew this in his heart, so when Zhang Heqiang's speed slowed down a little during the driving process, he suddenly kicked his feet on the body, and with his strength, he suddenly let go, and the whole person rolled on the roof of the car three times in a row, and then rolled down to the inside of the road.

Zhang Heqiang kept hitting the guardrail, in fact, he was also suffering, because the concussion would also make the pain of his broken hand worse.

At this moment, he heard another movement on the roof and looked into the side-view mirror again.

At this glance, I saw Chen Jing rolling off the roof of the car, and a heel bucket fell to the ground.

Seeing this situation, he stopped hitting the guardrail anymore, and drove 10 meters forward, when he suddenly turned around and turned the front of the car.

In this way, he planned to kill Chen Jing directly.

If I can't kill you, then I'll kill you.

The van sped up and approached Chen Jing.

And Chen Jing squatted on the ground and suddenly stood up, grabbing two large stones in his hands.

Because there are many quarries in the vicinity, the edge of the road is also full of broken stones, large and small.

Seeing the van rushing towards him, Chen Jing grabbed the stone with a ruthless face and smashed it into the windshield.

Syllable~

The old van, the windshield is after all smashed.

Beneath the stone, the glass shattered, and the shards flew into the car.

The stone smashed through the glass and hit Zhang Heqiang's chest even more.

The shattered glass splattered all over his face, and his eyes were pierced with blood.

Then, Chen Jing's second stone hit the wheels of the van.

This also changed the direction of the van in an instant, causing it to twist its direction and crash into the hillside.

Boom!

When the car came into close contact with the hillside, the ferocious impact threw Zhang Heqiang directly out of the shattered windshield.

When he rolled out and fell to the ground, he couldn't get up again.

Chen Jing walked up to him step by step and looked at him condescendingly. His eyes were cold.

"Who told you to do it?" Chen Jing asked sharply.

"Shit, your mother!" Zhang Heqiang struggled and cursed.

Chen Jing was already full of anger, and when he saw that he still dared to curse, he immediately grabbed another stone from the ground and threw it at Zhang Heqiang's finger.

Under a brick, flesh and blood flew sideways, and Zhang Heqiang's little thumb was smashed on the spot.

"I ask again, who told you to do it?"

Chen Jing gritted his teeth and was about to smash his ring finger again.

In fact, if it were in normal times, Chen Jing would not dare to hurt people, let alone kill people.

However, when a person is really provoked, he really can't care too much.

Even though the bloody picture at this moment was Chen Jing's first experience, he was not the slightest timid.

Even if he stoned Zhang Heqiang to death, he felt that he could do it.

Many times, you tolerate you and make you angry, and that's because others haven't touched your bottom line yet.

But if the other party doesn't know what to do and how to make inches and unscrupulously hits your bottom line, then you will also turn from a gentle sheep to a vicious beast.

Hatred and anger are your sharp claws that will tear mercilessly at your enemies.

Kill him! Tear him apart!

"Who?" Chen Jing asked with a roar, his eyes bloodshot.

Zhang Heqiang howled in pain, screamed miserably, and looked at Chen Jing's angry face with fear.

This kid...... Crazy?

Aren't Chinese people all timid and cowardly?

This is only a teenager, why can he be so ruthless?

Seeing that the bricks in Chen Jing's hands were about to fall again, Zhang Heqiang also shouted hysterically: "Mr. Wang...... Mr. Wang......"