Chapter 1139 Cousin, stop hitting me, it hurts so much

After junior high school, the children left the school one after another with their schoolbags on their backs. There were few people at the gate, but Kang Boqian had not come out.

Jiang Wanjing was getting impatient waiting, so she got off the car and planned to go in to look for him.

As a result, when she passed the alley, she saw four or five children, who were not tall, surrounding a shorter and thinner boy against the wall.

One of the kids, who had several tufts of yellow hair on his head, threatened in a voice that sounded a bit like a duck's voice through a voice changer: "Do you think I'm so easy to fool? If you hadn't reported me, would the head teacher have come to me? You're a liar."

The children who were surrounded cried fearfully: "It really wasn't me. I didn't collect the homework today, so I didn't go to the teacher's office."

Another little boy shouted arrogantly: "Bullshit, the last time our brother Qian smoked, it was you who reported him, and the school punished him and asked him to review his mistakes. Even if it wasn't you this time, we will beat you up..." As

the boy spoke, he kicked the child squatting on the ground.

The child curled up in fear: "Don't hit me, the bruises you gave me last time haven't healed yet. When my mother asked me, I didn't know how to answer."

The boy who hit him pulled out the child's hair and patted him on the head: "How you answer is your business, but if your mother comes to the school to find our brother Qian, we brothers will beat you up every time we see you in the future..."

Jiang Wanjing could still tolerate this scene? He

was so young and didn't learn his lesson.

He immediately stepped forward and scolded: "What are you guys doing!"

Four or five children who were surrounding him turned their heads at the same time.

Jiang Wanjing saw at a glance that the child with the disgusting yellow hair on his head in the crowd was Kang Boqian, whom he was going to pick up today.

Brother Qian? It turned out to be him!

His eyes were sharp, Kang Baiqian saw it and was obviously frightened, his eyes widened unconsciously.

But the younger brother beside him was not afraid of Jiang Wanjing who looked serious at all, and he pinched his waist and said: "Who are you? Do you want to bully us by relying on your age? Let me tell you, our boss Qiange is a well-known Kang family member in Beijing, and his mother is a Jiang family member who is very powerful in the military and political system. I will deal with you..."

"Shut up!" Kang Baiqian pushed the boy nervously.

The child staggered two steps and fell against the wall. He turned around and looked at Kang Baiqian in disbelief: "Boss..."

"Boss? You?"

Jiang Wanjing walked in front of Kang Baiqian. With a height of 187, he already felt a strong sense of oppression in front of Kang Baiqian, who was just 1.6 meters tall. Coupled with his own pressure, Kang Baiqian suddenly lowered his head and called out obediently: "Cousin."

Hearing this title, the children around him were silent and dared not speak.

This is a relative of the old family.

But when they were thinking that since he was a family member, it should be fine, Jiang Wanjing raised his hand and slapped Kang Baiqian.

Kang Baiqian staggered a step and fell to the ground.

Jiang Wanjing said nothing more, walked over, grabbed the yellow hair on top of his head, lifted him up, raised her foot to his hips, and kicked him to the ground again.

"You are so brave. You splashed dirty water on the Kang and Jiang families in the name of their reputation."

Kang Baiqian fell to the ground after being beaten. His head was buzzing and his butt hurt. He said aggrievedly, "Cousin, I was wrong."

"Really? Tell me what you did wrong. I want to hear if you are right or not."

"I shouldn't have threatened them by using the Kang and Jiang families' reputations."

Jiang Wanjing raised her hand and slapped him again: "You haven't said enough. Keep talking!"

Kang Baiqian pouted: "I shouldn't have brought people out to bully my classmates."

Jiang Wanjing sneered: "It seems that you know that your current behavior is wrong, but you still dare to do it. You are so brave."

"I'm not..."

Jiang Wanjing raised her foot and kicked him again, kicking him three or four meters away.

Several children were so scared that they stood against the wall, like quails, and no one dared to speak.

Kang Baiqian was in so much pain: "Cousin, stop hitting me, it hurts me."

"Then does it hurt when others are hit, huh?"

"I really know I was wrong, I won't do this again in the future."

"No, you are still far from realizing it, what else did you do wrong, keep telling me."

Kang Baiqian: ...

And what else?

What else?

Seeing his confused look, Jiang Wanjing grabbed his schoolbag, opened it, and actually found a cigarette box in it.

He smashed the cigarette box on Kang Boqian's face, and kicked the man who had just stood up to the ground: "Do your parents and your uncle know that you are smoking?"

Kang Boqian's face turned black: "I'm wrong, cousin, don't tell them this, my uncle can peel off my skin."

"Your uncle has no chance to peel off your skin, because I want to peel it!" He said, and kicked the other party twice.

He was beating people almost every time he spoke.

Kang Boqian has been beaten in his life, but this is definitely the worst beating.

At least his uncle would feel sorry for beating him, but his cousin...he was beating him to death.

And he knew very well how much the elders in the family liked his cousin. If this matter was passed back home, he would still be the unlucky one.

"Cousin, I really know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again, I promise."

Jiang Wanjing didn't respond, but grabbed his hair: "Who allowed you to dye your hair yellow? You look handsome, right? Is your dad going to ignore you?"

"My parents don't know, because I haven't been home these few days and have been living in my uncle's house. My uncle went abroad and won't be back until tomorrow. I wanted to dye my hair tonight..."

Unexpectedly, I was caught by the scariest cousin.

"Coincidentally, your uncle came back early today, so your mother asked me to pick you up."

Kang Baiqian's face turned black. No wonder his cousin showed up here today and caught him.

Jiang Wanjing walked up to the beaten boy and helped him up from the ground: "Who hit you just now? I'll take care of it for you. Hit me back."

The boy looked at the male classmates in fear and didn't dare to move.

Jiang Wanjing said calmly: "It doesn't matter. Who dares to hit me back today? Try it!"

The boy shook his head: "I can't hit people. It's wrong to hit people."

What a good boy.

Jiang Wanjing thought about it, tore a piece of paper from Kang Boqian's bag, wrote a mobile phone number on it, handed it to the child, and took out a hundred yuan for him.

"Take this money. I'll hire you to help me supervise Kang Boqian in school. If he dares to do anything that violates school rules and regulations in the future, or if he dares to say something unpleasant to you again, just call this number and I'll take care of him."

The little boy saw that Kang Boqian was beaten so hard by the big brother that he couldn't even stand up. He hesitated for a moment and took the money.

"What if... these people bully me?" He said, pointing to the people shaking like chaff by the wall.

Jiang Wanjing looked at them and said, "Then you can command Kang Baiqian to beat them up. If Kang Baiqian doesn't do anything, you can come to me. If they make a mistake, it's all Kang Baiqian's fault. I'll still be the one to deal with him!"