Several young people looked over in surprise.
He found Jiang Mingxin quite pretty and didn't curse her immediately, but he became even more disrespectful to Sister Hong.
"Who are you to her? What's your business? She's ugly to begin with. We're not wrong."
"That's right. I don't know what her family thinks of releasing someone who looks so scary."
"Just looking at that face of hers, who wouldn't want to vomit? How do you think her man can stand it...Hahahaha!"
Jiang Mingxin looked at them coldly and didn't speak for a long time.
Sister Hong couldn't bear the humiliation and held back her tears, grabbing her hand and saying, "Mingxin, please leave now. They just cursed at me a few times, it's okay."
Seeing that the parties involved didn't dare to resist, one of the young men couldn't help but show off: "Hey, girl, you look about the same age as us, right? Which school are you from? Have you found a partner yet?"
Jiang Mingxin's eyes sank: "I'll say it again, I apologize."
"What's there to apologize for? She knows she's ugly and disgusting. If you ask me, this bitch should just bang her head against a pillar and die. Living in this world is a disgrace!"
With a bang, the boy was hit in the stomach by a bench and immediately squatted down, holding his stomach.
Jiang Mingxin retracted the leg he had just kicked out and grabbed a pair of chopsticks with his left hand.
"You all look like prostates, your urine is forked, and no one dares to treat you at the hospital! I know that animals can't spit out ivory, but you refuse to eat good noodles and insist on eating feces, stinking up the whole street with your mouths. It's really disgusting!"
"Who are you scolding, you stinky bitch?"
"Whoever identifies with the name is the one being scolded."
"You, don't think that just because you're pretty, we won't beat you!"
Jiang Mingxin sneered, "You're saying it as if I'm begging you to let me go. Believe it or not, even if all of you put yourselves together, you're still no match for me."
After saying that, without waiting for their reaction, he flipped his wrist and threw the chopsticks away.
The solid wooden chopsticks were like iron rods, piercing their skin and joints. Although the lethality was limited, the force was no less than that of iron nails.
"Oh, it hurts so much!"
"Ah ...
"Damn, this bitch knows Kung Fu!"
They screamed in pain, turned around to take the basketball off the bicycle, hooked the rope of the net bag with their fingers, and swung it like a meteor hammer.
If it hits someone's head or chest, the damage will be quite serious.
Sister Hong was terrified and wanted to go up to help, but she was worried that she would make things worse for Jiang Mingxin.
I was so anxious that I could only yell at the top of my lungs: "Help! There are hooligans here!"
If she had shouted something else, perhaps no one would have cared, but when it came to hooliganism, there were always large crowds eager to watch. Hearing the noise, passersby stopped and ran over to see what was going on.
Those guys had already swung the basketball and ferociously smashed over a stove in front of the noodle shop.
Sparks flew everywhere, causing everyone to exclaim in surprise.
Jiang Mingxin stood straight, not taking a step back. "Apology, and now there's one more thing: compensation."
She put her hands into her trouser pockets, intending to end the fight quickly.
Unfortunately, today she forgot to install the nails, and she touched nothing, with a look of confusion on her face.
"Hmph, you stinky bitch, are you scared? Hurry up and apologize to us, otherwise I...Ahhh!"
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly started howling like a ghost.
A tall and burly man appeared beside him at some point, raised his hand to grab his arm, turned it slightly, and twisted it downward with force.
"Ahhhhh, my arm is broken!"
Xing Haodong glanced at him indifferently. "Why are you yelling? It's just been removed. You can find an orthopedist to put it back in place."
"Who are you?" The young man's face was covered in cold sweat, and he was scared out of his wits.
This guy was too powerful. He approached him without anyone noticing and broke his arm with one move.
If he had a knife in his hand, wouldn't that mean...
Xing Haodong raised his chin slightly, "You are not qualified to know."
After saying that, he looked at Jiang Mingxin and asked, "How much did they damage? How much compensation do they need?"
Jiang Mingxin turned around and asked Sister Hong, then said, "I bought this stove for five dollars, plus Sister Hong's mental damages, so I'll pay her ten dollars!"
Without waiting for Xing Haodong to repeat himself, several young people immediately collected ten yuan and handed it to Jiang Mingxin.
Xing Haodong raised his eyebrows: "What else?"
Several people trembled and bowed to Sister Hong to apologize: "I'm sorry!"
In an instant, they scattered like birds and beasts, not daring to look back again.
Jiang Mingxin walked over to pick up the stove, sent the frightened Sister Hong into the kitchen, and then quickly walked up to Xing Haodong.
"What a coincidence, we meet again?"
She raised the corners of her lips and waved to him cheerfully.
Although she didn't know why it was always such a chaotic scene every time they met, Jiang Mingxin couldn't help but feel happy when she saw him.
The smile on his face was both sincere and bright.
Xing Haodong was slightly startled, then he looked her over with complicated eyes, making sure she was not injured, and finally his gaze stopped on the back of her hand.
That pink scar is now only a very shallow mark.
Jiang Mingxin looked down at his hands and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xing Haodong's voice sank slightly: "Nothing, why... did you get into a fight again?"
Jiang Mingxin smiled awkwardly: "If you are willing to listen, I don't mind telling you what happened just now."
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