FWF Chapter 302
Chapter 302
Chapter 302, you have to pay for your actions! (Third more)
Knowing what kind of trouble beauty will bring to a child from a poor family in his heart, Ji Mingming is used to covering his cheeks with long hair and tidying up the rustic.
For fear of being noticed by anyone.
But obviously, I can’t run today.
“This little bun’s face feels really good.”
The leader just squeezed Ji Mingming’s face.
But the next moment, there was a sudden cry in his mouth.
“what!”.
With the fear in his heart spreading, Ji Mingming finally opened his mouth and bit him severely.
The man jumped into thunder.
To them, Ji Mingming is like the fish on the chopping board, to be slaughtered.
Unexpectedly, this little girl would even dare to bite! ?
It’s just looking for death!
Snapped–
When the first person slapped Ji Mingming’s face directly, a bright red five-finger slap was added to the girl’s small face.
“Fuck, little girl, dare to bite Laozi? In this case, if you kneel down and serve us well, we can let you go.”
“To dare to bite someone, it’s just a matter of life and death.”
With that said, the first person kicked Ji Mingming’s belly again.
The girl cried out in pain, fell to the ground, her face pale, her lips kept trembling, she did not dare to speak.
She took out an elderly phone and tried to call Brother Fang Chen’s phone with a slight tremor. Who knew that the leader rushed up and slapped again.
Snapped–
“Damn, do you still want to call the police?”
Ji Mingming was terrified, she couldn’t help shaking.
After a round of punches and kicks, there was no pain in the whole body.
“Go, third child, take off her coat.”
In the winter, girls wear more clothes. Of course, this group of beasts and beasts will not let off Ji Mingming.
The old third’s mouth wore a wretched smile; “Little baby, let uncle admire your figure…”.
When he said that, he went to pick up Laji Mingming’s clothes.
The maiden resisted fiercely.
But in exchange, the youngest’s face sank; “Damn, I still have the strength to resist, it seems that he was hitting too lightly.”
After that, she slapped her charming little face again.
Snapped–
Snapped–
Ji Mingming was beaten with bleeding in his mouth and nose, but his arm was still tightly pressed on his clothes.
Several men became impatient and rushed up to take down Ji Mingming’s canvas schoolbag.
Boom.
A plastic bag fell to the ground from inside Ji Mingming’s coat. It was a cage of golden steamed buns. Although it was not very fresh, it still looked pretty good.
Ji Mingming closed his eyes tightly and couldn’t help praying in his heart.
A few wretched men were taken aback for a moment, and then more vicious words came out of their mouths;
“Hahaha, what’s the picture of this little girl putting steamed buns on her chest when she goes to school? Isn’t she going to go to school to hook people?”.
“Tsk tusk tusk, it’s really unpredictable, this little girl is still a little girl at a young age…”.
Ji Mingming put the steamed buns on his chest because he wanted to keep warm. The steamed buns were not tasty when they were cold, but he was misunderstood by the group of people with bad minds and dirty thoughts.
“Anyway, seduce other men to sleep, and sleep with us, let us play a little obediently, without losing a piece of meat…”.
With tears in his eyes, Ji Mingming shook his head desperately.
Suddenly, a low voice sounded at the entrance of this alley.
“Let’s do this, you also let me play, I promise you won’t let you lose a piece of meat.”
A group of men in security clothing looked back.
I saw a figure in a wheelchair riding on a street lamp in the dark, and the shadow was stretched very long.
First, one person spit out thick sputum on the ground with disdain;
“He~I tui”.
“What is it? A disabled person also came to learn from other heroes to save 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 your scars are healed and forgot to hurt.”
Was it Fang Chen who appeared at the entrance of the alley?
He took a steel pipe in his hand and picked it up in the alley.
“Boy, stop talking nonsense, get out, don’t be nosy here, if you want to die…”.
“Boss, that kid, this guy, it was that kid who beat us at the gate of Changquan No. 1 Middle School 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 came out again;
“Fang… Brother Fang Chen, run away, they, they are crowded”.
The guy who looked like the big brother grinned and sneered;
“Boy, it’s really not an enemy not meeting, you beat my brother, I will clean up your meal today, see you sitting in a wheelchair, how about I kindly interrupt your leg again?”.
Slightly narrowed his eyes.
Noting that the corners of Ji Mingming’s mouth were bloody, Fang Chen’s eyes were cold in vain;
“Noisy”.
Fang Chen pushed the wheelchair faster, and the tires made a harsh rubbing sound on the ground.
Fang Chen rushed towards them directly.
The leading men glanced at each other, all sneered together;
“A crippled and learned hero saves the United States, Laozi will give you a good lesson today.”
“Brothers, scrap him.”
After that, several people picked up a few wooden sticks directly from the alley and rushed towards Fang Chen’s direction.
Fang Chen’s face was sinking like water, and the steel pipe propped on the ground making a harsh sound.
He hit the ground fiercely, and a strong force came; “You all have to pay for your actions today, I said.”
The wheelchair was subjected to this counter-shock force, and the speed skyrocketed again.
The distance between the two parties, which was already less than 100 meters, was quickly pulled closer by Fang Chen.
“Pretending to be, our group can’t beat you a handicapped?”.
As soon as the voice fell, the man had no time to make a move, Fang Chen had already arrived in front of him, holding a broken wooden stick in his hand, waving wildly.
If Fang Chen, a martial arts expert, could let him hit him, he would have gone out of his way.
“Go away.”
Fang Chen waved the steel pipe in his hand fiercely, and the latter came first. He moved extremely fast. When a group of ordinary people confronted the martial arts master, it was undoubtedly like a sheep entering a tiger’s mouth and a wolf entering a flock.
Fang Chen is like a fish in water.
Holding the wheelchair with his left hand, he constantly adjusted and changed its position, and the steel pipe of his right hand swung out again and again. Every time it fell, it was accompanied by a violent roar and scream.
“what!”.
Click–
The sound of broken arm and broken leg continued to sound.
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