Chapter 324: Chapter 324 Alas, really unlucky Chapter 324: Chapter 324 Alas, really unlucky The blond thugs were startled by Jiang Jingze’s actions.
Brother Li, enduring the pain on his tongue, spoke unclearly.
“You… What are you doing? We rob for money, not lust.”
Zhang San was also taken aback. The kid wasn’t scared silly by them, was he?
Jiang Jingze sighed again, “I’m really unlucky, really…”
“Good that you know. Running into us is just your bad luck, kid, but as long as you hand over the money, we promise…”
Brother Li didn’t finish his sentence before his face was hit hard.
Jiang Jingze, still just a schoolboy, didn’t have fists bigger than punching bags, but a punch to the face was enough to cause searing pain.
Before Blondie could react, his knee was kicked, and he fell to the ground in the posture of a dog eating dirt.
The rest of the minions finally realized—the kid was resisting.
They all started throwing punches his way.
Then—
1 to biting the dust
2 to biting the dust
…
Amidst the sounds of Jiang Jingze sighing,
One by one, the little thugs were beaten to a sorry state and laid not far from Blondie.
6 to biting the dust
Together with Blondie, seven people had turned into seven salted fish, laying out flat on the ground, unable to get up.
Yue Qingqing rushed over to find such a scene.
And Jiang Jingze was still wearing the sa expressionless face, “Sigh, unlucky.”
The small-ti hoodlums: “…”
These words sounded like a huge mockery. Who was really the unlucky one?
Jiang Jingze certainly felt it was himself. He seldom had things go his way since he was a child.
That’s why Jiang Chengren specifically hired several retired special forces soldiers to train his son from a young age.
The purpose was for his son to be able to dodge disasters and calamities with his agile skills.
That’s why this schoolboy, who seed nothing special apart from his good looks, actually possessed combat skills honed from strict training since childhood.
Blondie and his pals really had hit a snag.
Jiang Jingze picked up his backpack, patted it down, and slowly put on the red string again.
He turned his head and suddenly froze.
It was the classic stare down.
Amid the backdrop wall ford by the fallen salted fish, the two kids t again.
Jiang Jingze, feeling inexplicably guilty, glanced at the few thugs around him and forced a smile.
Young Blondie was startled, struggling to crawl to the side.
What is this expression, so… terrifying.
He wasn’t planning on beating them up again, was he?
Luckily, Yue Qingqing had built up immunity. She originally felt that Jiang Jingze was in so kind of danger and thought to check on him.
But when she arrived…
Nah, she was mistaken; the ones in danger were soone else.
“Are you okay?” Yue Qingqing politely asked.
Jiang Jingze thought for a mont and replied earnestly, “My hand hurts a bit.”
The thugs were montarily speechless.
Our faces hurt your hand; we’re really sorry.
Following his gaze, Yue Qingqing saw the red string, “You’re still wearing it?”
Jiang Jingze nodded, ignoring the resentful glances from the ground, and walked with Yue Qingqing toward the main road.
“Was it you who saved my life last ti?”
The boy’s voice was very low, inaudible to anyone but the two of them.
Since no one from the Jiang Family had co looking, Yue Qingqing realized that Jiang Jingze hadn’t told anyone about the incident and replied openly and straightforwardly, “I guess so.”
Jiang Jingze’s face stiffened into a forced smile again, and he sincerely promised, “I won’t tell anyone.”
“I believe you.”
For so reason, Yue Qingqing really trusted him, and didn’t even think about casting the Heart-Seeking Curse on Jiang Jingze.
It was as if her subconscious knew that he would keep his promise and never reveal a thing.
Seeing that Jiang Jingze was alright, Yue Qingqing decided to head ho early.
If she returned late, her family would worry.
Hearing her plans, a look of disappointnt flashed in Jiang Jingze’s eyes. He thought for a mont then unzipped his backpack and took out sothing wrapped in kraft paper.
“This is for you.”
Yue Qingqing unwrapped the paper, and a sweet aroma wafted out.
She was imdiately delighted and exclaid, “Pine nut crisps.”
And it was osmanthus-flavored!
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