Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 324 Oh, it's really bad luck
Huang Mao and the others were startled by Jiang Jingze's actions.

Brother Li resisted the pain on his tongue, slurring his words.

"You... what are you doing?"

Zhang San also froze for a moment, don't let the child be fooled by them.

Jiang Jingze sighed again, "I'm really unlucky, really..."

"It's good that you know, it's unlucky for you to meet us, we promise..."

Brother Li hadn't finished speaking when he was hit hard on the face.

As a primary school student, Jiang Jingze didn't have a fist the size of a sandbag, but the fist hitting his face was enough to make people feel heartbroken.

Before Huang Mao could react, his leg was kicked again, and he fell to the ground fiercely like a dog eating shit.

The rest of the younger brothers finally came to their senses, this kid wanted to resist.

Several people greeted the past with raised fists.

Then--

Street attack +1
Street attack +2
……

Just in the rhythm of Jiang Jingze sighing.

One after another, the punks were beaten into a mess and fell not far from Huangmao.

Street attack +6
Including Huang Mao, there are seven people in total, and they have turned into seven salted fish, lying on the ground in a daze, unable to get up.

Yue Qingqing arrived in a hurry and saw such a scene.

However, Jiang Jingze remained expressionless, "Oh, bad luck."

Punks: "..."

These words sound like a great mockery, who is unlucky.

Of course Jiang Jingze felt that he was unlucky, since he was a child, he rarely had good times.

Therefore, Jiang Chengren specially recruited several retired special forces soldiers to train his son since childhood.

The purpose is that when encountering various natural and man-made disasters, the son can escape with his vigorous skills.

Therefore, this primary school student, who looks nothing special except for his good looks, has a force value that has been rigorously trained since he was a child.

Huangmao and the others can be regarded as kicking the iron plate.

Jiang Jingze picked up the schoolbag and patted it, then slowly took out the red string and put it on.

As soon as he turned his head, he suddenly petrified.

Another classic big-eyed stare.

In the background wall composed of fallen salted fish, the two children met again.

Inexplicably, Jiang Jingze glanced at the few punks around him with a guilty conscience, and tried his best to pull out a smile.

Little Huang Mao was startled, and was so frightened that he crawled to the side with difficulty.

What kind of expression is this, so... so scary.

You don't intend to beat them up again, do you?

Fortunately, Yue Qingqing already had immunity. She felt that Jiang Jingze was in some danger, so she wanted to come and have a look.

Only found out later...

Hey, I got it wrong, someone else was in danger.

"Are you okay?" Yue Qingqing asked politely.

Jiang Jingze thought for a while, then seriously replied, "Hands hurt a little."

The punks were speechless for a moment.

I'm so sorry that our face hurt your hand.

Yue Qingqing looked along and happened to see the red string, "Are you still wearing it?"

Jiang Jingze nodded, ignoring the mournful gazes on the ground, and walked towards the main road with Yue Qingqing.

"Did you save my life last time?"

The boy's voice was so low that no one else could hear it clearly except for the two of them.

Since Jiang's family didn't find him again, Yue Qingqing knew that Jiang Jingze didn't tell others about it, so she simply said generously, "It should be counted."

Jiang Jingze showed a stiff smile again, and assured him earnestly, "I won't tell others."

"I believe you."

For some reason, Yue Qingqing really believed in the other party, and she didn't even have the slightest thought of casting a mantra on Jiang Jingze.

It seemed that she subconsciously knew that the other party kept his promise and would never reveal anything.

Seeing that Jiang Jingze was fine, Yue Qingqing planned to go home early.

My family was also worried when I went back late.

Hearing her plan, disappointment appeared in Jiang Jingze's eyes. After thinking for a while, he unzipped his schoolbag and took out the things wrapped in kraft paper.

"this is for you."

Yue Qingqing opened the paper bag, and a sweet smell came over her face.

Immediately pleasantly surprised: "Snowflake Crisp."

It still tastes like sweet-scented osmanthus!

(End of this chapter)