Chapter 49 Do you regret it? What did you do earlier?
Jiang Zhu's usually timid eyes became fierce.
At this moment, he didn't know where he got the strength from, he stood up, rushed over, and bit the wrist of the person who snatched his things.
Click.
The teeth and wrist bones collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!”
Jiang Ergou, who was trying to steal something, let out a terrifying scream.
With his other free right hand, he slapped Jiang Zhu on the head repeatedly, trying to make Jiang Zhu let go.
However, Jiang Zhu tilted his head to look at him, his eyes bloodshot. His hair was disheveled and stuck to his cheeks, his face was covered in blood, and his mouth was biting Jiang Ergou's wrist. It was impossible to tell his expression, but at this moment, one inexplicably felt that he was smiling.
He was like a demon from the abyss that had just awakened, mad and bloodthirsty.
If you take my things and want to leave, you will have to pay the price.
Jiang Zhu's behavior shocked Jiang Xiaobing and the others. They stared at the scene blankly, not knowing how to react.
It was not until they heard Jiang Ergou's cry for help that they came back to their senses.
"Brother, save me."
"Jiang Zhu, you're crazy!"
However, before they could help, Jiang Ye's suppressed roar came from behind them. They immediately turned around and ran away.
When Jiang Zhu heard Jiang Ye's words "You are looking for death!", his body, which had been gritting its teeth and standing firm, suddenly lost its strength. He loosened his teeth and turned to look at Jiang Ye.
He forced a smile at Jiang Ye, as if to say: Brother, I didn't let you down this time.
Realizing that Jiang Zhu had loosened his grip, Jiang Ergou shook off Jiang Zhu's frail body and turned to run.
Jiang Ye slid to his knees, followed by Jiang Zhu's falling body.
"Ahem, brother, I, cough cough cough, did it." Jiang Zhu stared at Jiang Ye with shining eyes, like a child asking for praise.
Jiang Ye frowned, and there was a hint of imperceptible concern in his rebuke: "Fool."
Jiang Zhu smiled, as if he had a backer. Tired, he slowly closed his eyes.
Jiang Ye hugged Jiang Zhu's thin body tightly, which was only a skeleton left, and growled: "If you dare to do anything, I will not recognize you as my brother."
Jiang Zhu, feeling the pain from being strangled, strained to open his eyes a little: "Ahem, ahem, no, it's impossible."
Even as a ghost, he is still Jiang Ye's younger brother.
Jiang Ye's raging anger, tightly pursed lips, and slightly trembling hands gradually calmed down after hearing this answer.
He picked up Jiang Zhu and walked towards Uncle Lin.
The situation was critical. When Jiang Ye passed by Xie Jiaojiao, he only had time to leave a sentence: "Jiaojiao, you go back first. Leave Jiang Zhu's matter to me." Then he ran away.
After Jiang Ye left, Xie Jiaojiao came back to her senses from what had just happened.
Although Jiang Zhu's ferocious look made Xie Jiaojiao feel scared, it only lasted for a short moment, and was replaced by strong anger.
How pitiful she felt for her thin and sensible brother, who was actually bullied into this state by those brats. Just wait, she would definitely vent her anger.
Does it feel good to bully people?
hehe......
Then you guys try it too.
Xie Jiaojiao secretly thought about revenge while hurriedly returning to the educated youth site.
Falcon, dizzy from the fall, finally caught up with Xie Jiaojiao after great effort. Just as he grabbed Xie Jiaojiao's trouser leg, he was taken away by Xie Jiaojiao's powerful steps.
Quack.
[Beauty, don't leave, Lord Crow is still here! ]
However, Xie Jiaojiao, who was worried about Jiang Zhu, did not hear Falcon's wailing at all. She continued to trot towards the educated youth point.
Falcon looked up at the sky in silence.
Quack.
[It smells good.]
Falcon smelled the scent and just swallowed a mouthful of dried meat when he was beaten by the angry young couple who had been following him for a long time.
After a beating, the exhausted Hayabusa was dragged away by the young couple like trash.
On the other side, Jiang Lin, who was reading a book, heard the violent sound of kicking the door outside. He threw the book on the table, pinched his waist and prepared to yell at the intruder.
"Whose bastard is venting his anger at my door? Get out of here right now, I..."
Before Jiang Lin finished saying the word "incurable", he saw Jiang Ye walk in holding Jiang Zhu, whose face was covered in blood.
Jiang Lin changed his tone and pointed to the bed beside him: "Quick, quick, put it on the bed."
After Jiang Ye put Jiang Zhu down, Jiang Lin said nothing, pushed Jiang Ye's body aside and started taking his pulse.
Jiang Lin found out the pulse and launched a barrage of attacks at Jiang Ye.
"Fuck, what kind of body does he have? Don't you, his brother, know that?"
"Those bastards in the village bully him, and you don't do anything about it?"
"You have to wait until he's dead before you take action. Where will you regret it?"
"I'm telling you, if it's two minutes later, the Golden Immortal will come and even the King of Hell will have to take this little cat away."
Jiang Ye clenched his fists and said nothing.
It’s not that he doesn’t care, it’s just that Jiang Zhu can’t stand up.
Even if he could beat those people away, those little bastards would take revenge on Jiang Zhu in private where he couldn't see them.
But Jiang Zhu was of that kind of personality. When he was wronged, he said nothing but endured and gave in everywhere. Even if he found out, Jiang Zhu would beg him to let them go and said that they did not bully him.
In this situation, Jiang Ye's action was nothing more than a disguised way of hurting Jiang Zhu, so Jiang Ye simply ignored it and waited for Jiang Zhu to recognize the facts and let him know that blindly giving in would not change the status quo and win respect. It would be better to use a harder fist to make people afraid and not dare to bully him.
only......
Jiang Ye didn't expect the price to be so heavy.
"Get out of the way." Jiang Lin pushed Jiang Ye who was blocking the way away.
He returned to his room and took out his treasured golden needles. Facing Jiang Ye, whose expression was gloomy, he said bluntly, "Regret it? Why didn't you do it earlier?"
Jiang Lin mocked Jiang Zhu, but his hands moved quickly. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Zhu was pricked like a hedgehog.
In Jiang Lin's hand, the golden needle, which was originally a dead object, seemed to have intelligence. The tip of the needle trembled rapidly, as if it was dancing.
After a while, Jiang Lin's forehead was covered with sweat. It was obvious that this ancestral golden needle acupuncture technique was very demanding on the user's mind.
Jiang Ye was very attentive and wiped away the sweat that was about to drip into the corners of Jiang Lin's eyes.
Five minutes later, Jiang Lin withdrew the needle and his strong body went limp. Jiang Ye quickly reached out to catch Jiang Lin, preventing him from falling to the ground.
Jiang Ye helped Jiang Lin sit on a chair nearby to rest.
After taking a few breaths, Jiang Lin, whose butt was resting on the stool, urged Jiang Ye to go to work.
"Don't worry about me, go and make the medicine."
"Three grams of Angelica dahurica..."
Jiang Lin didn't care whether Jiang Ye could remember it or not. He just spit out a series of medicinal herb names and told Jiang Ye to boil them.
Jiang Ye's expression remained unchanged. He walked to the medicine cabinet and picked up all the medicine in the order Jiang Lin had just said. Then he walked to where the medicine jars were placed, took out the jars and went outside to boil the medicine.
Obviously, Jiang Ye remembered it and was very familiar with the layout of Jiang Lin's family.
Ten minutes later, the medicine was ready and brought in by Jiang Ye.
Jiang Lin raised his eyelids and pointed at Jiang Zhu who had woken up in bed: "Give it to him."
Jiang Zhu, who was sober, was a little afraid of Jiang Ye, but he didn't complain and swallowed the medicine in one breath. However, when Jiang Ye and Jiang Lin walked into the room to talk, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue.
"Uncle Lin, how is it?"
"What else can I do? I'm even worse than before. I'm just hanging on for dear life."
"By the way, have you got the money? Xiaozhu's health won't last much longer. Even if he has medicine, it won't help. He won't live past 16."
Jiang Ye's tall body staggered slightly, and his throat felt like glass was rubbing against his flesh, making it impossible for him to speak.
Just then, a slender arm stretched out in front of me.
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