Chapter 302 You have to pay the price for your actions! (third change)
He knew in his heart what kind of trouble beauty would bring him as a child from a poor family, so Ji Mingming used to cover his cheeks with long hair and tidy himself up in a rustic manner.
Afraid of being noticed by anyone.
But obviously, I can't run today.
"This little bun's face feels really good."
The leader just pinched Ji Mingming's little face.
But the next moment, a cry of pain suddenly came out of his mouth.
"what!".
With fear spreading in his heart, Ji Mingming finally opened his mouth and bit him hard.
The man suddenly jumped into a rage.
To them, the current Ji Mingming is like a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
I didn't expect that this little girl would dare to bite someone! ?
It's just courting death!
Snapped--
The first person slapped Ji Mingming directly on the face, and a bright red five-finger slap appeared on the girl's face.
"Damn it, little girl, how dare you bite me? In this case, if you kneel down and serve us well, we can let you go."
"How dare you bite someone, you really don't know how to live or die."
As he said that, the first person kicked Ji Mingming in the stomach again.
The girl let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground, her face was pale, her lips were trembling, and she dared not speak.
She took out an elderly mobile phone, trembling slightly, she wanted to call Brother Fang Chen, but who knew that the leader rushed up and slapped him again.
Snapped--
"Damn, do you still want to call the police?".
Ji Mingming was terrified, her delicate body couldn't help shaking.
After a burst of punching and kicking, there was no pain anywhere in his body.
"Go, third child, take off her coat".
In the winter, girls still wear a lot of clothes.
Of course, this group of animal beasts will not let Ji Mingming go.
There was a wretched smile on the corner of the third child's mouth; "Little baby, let uncle appreciate your figure...".
After speaking, she went to pick Ji Mingming's clothes.
The girl resisted desperately.
But in return, the youngest's face darkened; "Damn, I still have the strength to resist, it seems that the beating was too light."
After saying that, she slapped that charming little face twice again.
Snapped--
Snapped--
Ji Mingming's mouth and nose were bleeding from the beating, but his wrist was still firmly pressed against his clothes.
A few men got impatient, rushed up and grabbed Ji Mingming's canvas schoolbag.
bang.
A plastic bag fell from inside Ji Mingming's coat to the ground.
It was a basket of golden steamed buns.
Although it was not fresh, it still looked pretty good.
Ji Mingming closed his eyes tightly and kept praying in his heart.
The wretched men were taken aback for a moment, and then more vicious words came out of their mouths;
"Hahaha, what is this little girl doing with a steamed bun on her chest when she goes to school? Could it be that she plans to go to school to seduce someone?".
"Tsk tsk tsk, you really can't judge people by their appearances, this little girl is still a slut at such a young age..."
Ji Mingming put the steamed buns on his chest in order to keep warm with his body temperature.
The steamed buns are not tasty when they are cold, but he was misunderstood by this group of people with evil intentions and dirty thoughts.
"Anyway, seducing `seduce` other men is also being slept, and sleeping with us is also sleeping, obediently let us play, and there will be no loss of meat...".
With tears in Ji Mingming's eyes, he shook his head desperately.
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in this alley.
"Well then, let me play with you too, and I promise I won't let you lose a piece of meat."
A group of men in security uniforms looked back.
I saw a figure sitting in a wheelchair riding a street lamp under the night, and the shadow was stretched very long.
The first person spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground in disdain;
"He~I tui".
"What the hell? A disabled person also came here to imitate other people's heroes to save the beauty?".
A group of people looked at each other, and they couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter.
"Well, it seems that you have healed your scars and forgot the pain."
Wasn't it Fang Chen who appeared at the entrance of the alley?
He was holding a steel pipe in his hand, which he picked up casually in the alley.
"Boy, stop talking nonsense, get out of here, don't meddle in other people's business here, if you want to die...".
"Boss, that's the kid, that's the guy, the guy who beat us up at the gate of the No.
[-] Middle School in Nachangquan City last time!".
One of the security guards suddenly let go, and Ji Mingming fell to the ground.
She was full of fear, but the moment she saw Fang Chen, tears welled up in her eyes again;
"Fang...Brother Fang Chen, run quickly, they, there are many of them."
The guy who looked like a big brother grinned coldly and said;
"Boy, let's just treat it as if we're not enemies and don't meet each other.
You hit my brother, and I'm going to clean you up today.
Seeing you sitting in a wheelchair, how about I kindly break your leg again?".
His eyes narrowed slightly.
Noticing the blood on the corner of Ji Mingming's mouth, Fang Chen's eyes turned cold in vain;
"Noisy".
Fang Chen accelerated the speed of pushing the wheelchair in his hands, and the tires made harsh friction sounds on the ground.
Fang Chen rushed towards them directly.
The leading men looked at each other, and they all sneered;
"A cripple who is still learning how to be a hero to save the beauty, I will teach you a good lesson today."
"Brothers, abolish him."
After saying that, several people picked up a few sticks from the alley and rushed towards Fang Chen.
Fang Chen's face was as sinking as water, and the steel pipe made a piercing sound when it was placed on the ground.
He hit the ground fiercely, and a strong force came; "You all have to pay for your actions today, as I said."
The wheelchair suffered from this counter-shock force, and its speed skyrocketed again.
The distance between the two sides, which was already less than [-] meters, was quickly brought closer by Fang Chen.
"Pretentious, a group of us can't beat you as a cripple?".
As soon as the words fell, before the man had time to make a move, Fang Chen had already arrived in front of him, holding a broken wooden stick in his hand and waving it wildly.
If Fang Chen, a master of martial arts, could let him hit him, he would be out of trouble.
"Go away".
Fang Chen swung the steel pipe in his hand violently, and the second strike came first.
His movements were extremely fast.
A group of ordinary people confronting martial arts masters is undoubtedly like sheep entering the mouth of a tiger, or wolves joining a herd of sheep.
Fang Chen is like a fish in water.
Holding the wheelchair with his left hand, he constantly adjusted and changed the position, and swung the steel pipe with his right hand again and again, and every time he slammed it down, there was a burst of violent roars and screams.
"what!".
click-
The sound of broken arms and broken legs kept ringing.
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(End of this chapter)