This Plug-in is Too Middle School

Jessica patted the boy on the shoulder, grabbed the top of his head with her left hand, and dragged his jaw with her right hand.

"When you get to Styx, remember to give..."

"Wait! Please wait a minute!" The girl who was kicked to the ground just now suddenly rushed over from the side. The thin figure pounced on him like a small beast, and two thin firewood-like arms hugged Jie tightly. Sika's right arm.

"Please forgive him this time! Please!" The girl's thin face was full of panic, as if the sky was about to fall.

Jessica's movements stopped, her whole body froze in place, and she even let go of her hands.

The boy who had escaped his life fell to the ground with weak legs. He didn't even have the courage to look back. He even knelt and crawled and rushed towards the crowd, but the children avoided him like the plague. Wherever you go, there is a lot of space, and you can't hide yourself no matter what.

"No...Don't move, I ordered you not to move! Untouchables! Ah, don't run! I don't allow you to run!"

"Let go of me!" Jessica kept her original posture and didn't move, but there was a bit of anger in her voice.

"I... I'll release it immediately, please don't kill him!" The little girl let go of her hand in a panic, and stood there with her head lowered, not daring to move.

"roll!"

"Ah?" The little girl who had closed her eyes and waited to die raised her head in surprise and looked at the noble lady who was still bent over.

"Get away from me!"

This is... does this mean letting me go? The thin little face was full of overjoyed expressions. The little girl quickly wiped the tears on her face with her sleeves, bowed gratefully, and hurriedly turned and ran away.

However, before she ran a few steps, she felt that her collar suddenly tightened, and the clothes on the back of her neck were grabbed by someone. She looked back in panic, and found that the long-legged noble lady was looking at her with a sullen expression.

"You, didn't you let me go?"

Jessica did not reply with a sullen face. She raised the dry little girl up and found that although she was neatly dressed, she didn't seem to be eating very well, and her weight was only about the weight of a bag of wheat flour.

The dancing little girl put her hands back on the ground, turned her thin body in a circle, and made her face him. Looking at the slightly ill-fitting skirt, and the gray footprints on the chest. Jessica frowned in dissatisfaction, and asked with a cold face: "He obviously kicked you, why do you still save him?"

The little girl was taken aback. She even thought the eldest lady was going to kill her, but she just asked a question.

Her little hands clenched the corners of the skirt nervously. "Because...because my last name is Anderson."

"No!" Jessica shook her head coldly, and reached out to touch the long sword hanging from her waist.

The little girl's face suddenly turned pale, and she staggered back half a step. "Because I'm his distant cousin, and my mother is a cook at his house. If I knew that I watched him die, my mother and I would both..."

Jessica glanced at the little hand she was tearing at the corner of her skirt, shook her head again, and slowly drew out her long sword.

"I... I am her sister, but my mother is indeed my father... She is the cook of the Marquis's family. I didn't deceive you on purpose, but he said that I was not worthy of being his sister, so I was not allowed to tell it, otherwise I would Let the Marquis drive mother to the street, and go grab lamp oil with those people to eat..."

Jessica's Danfeng eyes narrowed, but she still didn't say anything, she just pursed the corners of her mouth, ignoring the chattering girl, and instead looked up to find the boy's location.

After seeing the figure who was trying his best to dig into the crowd, she walked over with her long sword in hand.

"Don't! Don't! Please don't kill him!"

The familiar feeling of stiffness spread throughout her body, Jessica was hugged by her thigh again, and her arm that raised the long sword suddenly froze in mid-air.

"You let go!"

"I... I will let it go, please don't kill him."

"You're not afraid of me if you're afraid of him?"

"I... I will definitely let go, please, don't kill him."

There was a burst of soreness and numbness in her body, and Jessica's face couldn't help showing anger.

"If you are blocking me from killing him, I will kill you first and kill you and you..."

When she said this, the corners of her mouth twitched and did not continue. Instead, she reprimanded angrily: "Are you stupid? Now that he can't protect himself, how can he drive your mother to the street to drink lamp oil?"

"It seems... it seems like this..."

"Then let go of your hand!"

"I...I dare not let go..."

"You!" Jessica was trembling with anger, and she tried to kill someone, but she was completely mixed up by this stupid girl. Seeing that she was reluctant to let go, Jessica, who was accustomed to cold words, actually took a deep breath and turned to coax in a warm voice:

"You let go, you step back a little, I won't kill him."

"…"

"Listen to me, let go of your hand and stand back, I just want to teach him a lesson."

"..." The little girl silently let go of her hand and took a few steps back according to her words.

She's just not smart, and she's not really an idiot. If this eldest lady is determined to kill Rhodes, she will definitely be unable to stop her. Now such a big man is willing to talk to herself, it should be You can talk... right?

Just after she retreated two or three meters, Jessica's figure immediately disappeared and appeared behind the trembling Ross Anderson.

Jessica clenched the sword's right hand tightly, and finally clenched her teeth and tied the sword back to her waist. She untied the hardwood scabbard with her backhand, and slammed it on Ross's cheek fiercely. Broken half of his teeth.

"This is the last time! Take care of your mouth for me from now on!"

Ross clutched his swollen cheeks and nodded again and again. In his timid eyes, there were seven parts fear, two parts resentment, and one part hidden deep resentment.

Of course all this could not escape Jessica's eyes, but she didn't take it seriously at all.

There is no need to worry about this kind of idiot. His father, who was a marquis, didn't even think about taking him with him when he ran away. , not even qualified to be cut down by her.

After sneering contemptuously, Jessica turned and left.

At this time, the little girl in the white skirt ran over quickly and wanted to check Ross's injury, but when she ran to Ross, she was pushed to the ground by Ross, who was covering her face and screaming. .

"You quack! Don't touch me with your hands! You..."

The nightmarish figure appeared behind him again, and the iron-plated riding boots smashed the other half of his teeth precisely. Ross didn't even have time to snort, he rolled his eyes and passed out in pain.

"Cousin Ross! You...are you dead? You can't die!" The stupid girl screamed and got up to see if he was still alive, but was stabbed on the back of the neck again.

With a dark face, Jessica walked back to the center of the square, carrying the struggling little girl, and punched the gong into a big hole.

"Amelian!"

"My subordinate is here." A knight in black armor appeared from the shadows, knelt down on one knee and gave a knightly salute.

Jessica took out a piece of parchment from her pocket and threw it away. "Tell me the rest! Tell them what to do in the future! Also." A backhand punch knocked out the struggling little girl, and she turned to look at the people in the square.

"The Farrell family is a new noble and hates the old aristocracy the most, so I don't care about blood! I don't care about my body! I don't care about men and women! Even if you are a pariah, as long as you are strong enough, I will give you the same way. Opportunity! But, you all gave me remember!"

Jessica narrowed her eyes and glanced at the shivering crowd.

"The Farrell family, don't raise waste!"