Chapter 70 Killing You, Killing You

"Didn't you see that he was injured? He was almost killed. If you don't want to take responsibility, get out of here."

Zhong Mengyao said angrily, she was so focused on Jiang Shengling now that she didn't even notice the greenish eyes of these people.

Jiang Shengling was a little helpless, seeing these little bastards looking for trouble again, he wondered whether he should get up or not.

"You said he was about to die. Isn't that just right? Our brothers are still alive and kicking, and they are guaranteed to be more useful than this half-dead man. Do you want to use it?"

One of the gangsters walked forward with a smile on his face. He also noticed that the man lying on the grass hadn't gotten up until now, so he wondered if something really happened to him.

But this has nothing to do with him, even if the man was killed by the collision, he is not responsible for it.

"Get out of here!"

Hearing such obscene words from these people, Zhong Mengyao also frowned and cursed angrily.

"We won't get out, we can't bear the responsibility of killing someone, but if we play with you, we will still bear it."

Another little gangster also walked forward directly in the sedan chair. There was no one here who could stop them. The only person was lying on the ground half dead, which further fueled their arrogance.

"Stay away from me!"

Zhong Mengyao stood up and kicked a person directly, but because she was wearing a short professional skirt, she couldn't raise her leg very high, so she could only kick that person's leg.

However, Zhong Mengyao is wearing high heels, so it can also cause great damage.

"Damn! You dare to kick me. I want you to be executed on the spot."

The man was kicked and roared angrily. His foot immediately lost strength, and the heel of the high-heeled shoe still hurt when it touched the man.

The non-mainstream person limped and continued to walk towards Zhong Mengyao, but unexpectedly Zhong Mengyao punched him directly, and one of his eyes instantly turned black.

Zhong Mengyao usually likes to exercise, and she has also practiced boxing in the gym. If it is really a one-on-one, these few non-mainstream people may not be her opponents.

"Grass! Brothers, give it to me."

The one-eyed dragon with one black eye saw that he was beaten like this by a woman, and immediately became angry from embarrassment and yelled.

Those other people have long been unable to hold back, they are looking at Zhong Mengyao's figure and have been unable to restrain the impulse of the body.

There were four or five of them in total. Although Zhong Mengyao said she could box, she was still a woman after all, and of course she couldn't face the siege of these people.

Seeing that these people were about to charge forward, Jiang Shengling knew that he could no longer pretend to be dead, so he immediately stood up.

"Huh? Jiang Shengling, why are you up?"

Zhong Mengyao was suddenly taken aback by the people behind him, and was very happy to see Jiang Shengling standing up like a normal person.

In this way, it wouldn't be considered that he killed him by himself, and after Jiang Shengling woke up, he could help him get rid of these little bastards.

"Who are you? Who are you, and what do you want to do?"

Jiang Shengling was quick to wit, and had already thought of a good way, that is to pretend to be stupid. Anyway, he was indeed hit by a car, so it is very reasonable to pretend to have amnesia now.

"You, what's wrong with you."

Seeing Jiang Shengling's demented look, Zhong Mengyao really suspected that he had knocked him stupid, so wouldn't she have to be responsible for him for the rest of his life.

"Yeah, what's wrong with me, what am I doing here."

Jiang Shengling looked completely bewildered, scratched his head and asked.

"I think this kid is stupid, look at his dementia."

The other gangsters were obviously also frightened by Jiang Shengling. After all, he suddenly stood up from the ground, as if he was possessed by a ghost.

"Okay, big fool, you have nothing to do here, get out of here."

Seeing Jiang Shengling's crazy appearance, these non-mainstreams didn't take him seriously at all, but waved Jiang Shengling to leave.

"Why should I get out, this is my home, if I want to get out, get out of here."

Jiang Shengling's imitation was vivid, and he even snorted like a child in a fit of anger.

"What a fool, let me tell you, brothers are going to get down to business, children can't watch it, get out of here, or I'll beat you up soon."

A little gangster is already burning with lust, and I want to send Jiang Shengling away immediately, and I will push him when I go up.

"I don't care, I don't understand anyway. If you don't leave, I will be angry."

Jiang Shengling said like a child rolling over and over, when he saw the little bastard pushing himself, he slapped him down, and the man fainted on the spot and didn't move.

"this……"

The other gangsters were completely dumbfounded when they saw this situation. Isn't this combat power too strong, can a person be killed with a single slap?

One of them finally realized that no matter whether Jiang Shengling was really stupid or not, they must subdue Jiang Shengling first.

"Don't be afraid, he's just a fool, we can kill him together."

A few gangsters returned to their ghost train, picked up iron bars and other weapons, surrounded Jiang Shengling and rushed up.

"You all bully me! I will kill you."

Jiang Shengling said the first half of the sentence like a child, but the second half of the sentence suddenly became gloomy.

Seeing these little bastards surrounding him, he kicked down one of them first, kicked one of the little bastards into a tree, and also fainted to death on the ground.

Then he slapped the person on his left two or three times in a row, and the non-mainstream cheeks instantly swelled up, like a pig's head, and he lost his fighting power.

And the last person picked up the iron rod and wanted to sneak attack Jiang Shengling, Jiang Shengling directly held the iron rod he swung over with one hand, snatched it off and slammed him on the head.

Then he smashed his head like a child crazily, still muttering words.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you..."

Jiang Shengling's coherent movements were extremely smooth, but his tone and behavior were like a child's, which made Zhong Mengyao really wonder if Jiang Shengling was really beaten stupid by himself, but the fighting power is too strong.

"Jiang Shengling, are you okay? How is your body? Does your head still hurt?"

Zhong Mengyao really suspected that Jiang Shengling's intelligence was really a problem, so he walked forward and asked in a weak voice.