"I still need to tell who is shameless. Chen Jing glanced at the angry Fang Wenjiang with disdain.

He and Fang Wenjing are not at the same rank at all.

Sister and brother of the Fang family, it's really interesting!

", what kind of thing are you, a hillbilly in the countryside, Lao Tzu can come to lift you up, give you face, a spicy chicken that is nothing, looking for death."

Fang Wenjiang spit fragrantly, he looked tall and big, and he stood in front of Chen Jing lightly, five centimeters taller than him, standing there was very intimidating.

It's a pity that Chen Jing doesn't eat this set.

Seeing Fang Wenjiang smashing his fist, Fang Wenjing's eyes were full of pride, and he should also teach Chen Jing, who didn't know the height of the sky, a good lesson.

"You... Shut up. "

The village chief is in a hurry.

If something happened to him, he, the village chief, would be very embarrassed, after all, they were from the Fang family.

The corners of Chen Jing's lips hooked, and he steadily caught Fang Wenjiang's fist, but he saw Fang Wenjiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly Fang Wenjiang's face showed a smug smile.

When he was puzzled, Fang Wenjiang's methods attacked him ruthlessly.

Chen Jing snorted coldly.

Grabbing his arm with one hand and his clothes with the other, suddenly his body suddenly exerted force, and Chen Jing gave him a crisp over-the-shoulder fall.

Bang -

the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Chen Jing stepped on Fang Wenjiang's chest with a fierce kick: "Young Master Fang, do you still want to continue practicing?"

"Made, look for death!"

Fang Wenjiang, who was angry, grabbed the dirt and threw it at Chen Jing, and when he raised his arm to cover his eyes, Fang Wenjiang had already gotten up and attacked Chen Jing in an orderly manner, and the arrogant strength he thought was useless to Chen Jing.

Chen Jing hooked his elbow fiercely and hit Fang Wenjiang's face, a miserable scream came, and Fang Wenjiang's nose bleeded.

On the contrary, Chen Jing looked at Fang Wenjiang lightly, and he touched his nose as if he couldn't believe it.

On it is his blood!Fang

Wenjiang twisted his face and roared angrily: "Look for death."

He picked up a stick from the courtyard and slashed at Chen Jing.

It was a waste of time to continue to wrestle with him, so Chen Jing spun hard and threw it in Fang Wenjiang's face, taking the opportunity to snatch his wooden stick, and then threw it on Fang Wenjiang's back and knees.

Puff -

The tall and sturdy Fang Wenjiang knelt on his knees in front of Chen Jing, embarrassed, with a blue nose and swollen face, Chen Jing met Shang Wenjiang's hateful gaze with disdain.

"Fang Shao, keep your mouth clean, there is no next time. "

Grass mud horse, Lao Tzu grass mud horse.

Chen Jing suddenly grinned, raised his hand and gave a loud ten slaps, and the crisp slaps resounded in the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

"Chen Jing... Chen Jing stop!"

The village chief stepped forward to stop him, for fear that Chen Jing would accidentally kill Fang Wenjiang.

Fang Wenjing, who was trembling all over, went up to help Fang Wenjiang up, but unfortunately Fang Wenjiang couldn't stand up at this time, and still maintained a kneeling state.

"Chen Jing, you beat my brother, I'm not done with you, our Fang family won't let you go.

Fang Wenjiang turned his head and threatened Chen Jing.

This time, their beams were completely knotted, but Chen Jing, who was standing on the side, didn't care at all.

"I'm just teaching Young Master Fang to speak well, no one in this world will always be used to him, even if there are other people who are afraid of your Fang family, I, Chen Jing, are not afraid of you!"

He didn't care, and looked at the expressions of the Fang family's sisters and brothers again, he smiled slowly, lowered his head slightly, and stared at Fang Wenjiang who had turned into a pig's head.

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