Urban Supreme Son-in-law

"Have you not seen him injured? He is almost killed. If you don't want to take responsibility, get out."

Zhong Mengyao furiously said, she is now full of thoughts on Jiang Shengling's body, and has not even noticed the green eyes of these people.

Jiang Shengling was a little helpless. Seeing these little gangsters came to look for things again, he wondered if he wanted to get up.

"You said that he is dying, isn't that just right? Our brothers are still alive and kicking. They are sure to be better than this half-dead person. Would you like 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, and he wondered if something really happened.

But this has nothing to do with him, even if the man was really killed, he has no responsibility.

"Fuck me!"

Hearing such vulgar words from these people, Zhong Mengyao also frowned and said angrily.

"We won't go away. We can't bear the responsibility of hitting someone to death, but if we play with you, we still bear it."

Another little gangster also walked forward directly. No one here could stop them. The only one was lying on the ground half-dead, which further contributed to their arrogant arrogance.

"You stay away from me!"

Zhong Mengyao stood up and kicked directly at a person, but because she was wearing a professional short skirt, her leg could not be raised very high, only to kick that person's leg.

However, Zhong Mengyao wears high heels, so it can also cause a lot of lethality.

"Damn! You dare to kick me. Lao Tzu wants to rectify you on the spot."

The man was kicked and yelled angrily. His foot didn't use his strength immediately, and the heel of his high-heeled shoes was still painful when he touched the man's body.

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

Zhong Mengyao usually likes to exercise and has practiced boxing in the gym. If it is true one-on-one, these non-mainstream local flavors are not necessarily her opponents.

"Grass! Bring me up, brothers."

The one-eyed dragon who saw that he was beaten like this by a woman immediately became angry and yelled.

Those other people had already been unable to restrain themselves, they were looking at Zhong Mengyao's figure and could not restrain the impulse of the body.

There are a total of four or five of them. Although Zhong Mengyao said that he could boxing, he was still a woman after all, and of course he could not face the siege of these people.

Jiang Shengling saw that these people were about to rush up, and knew that he could not continue to pretend to be dead, and immediately stood up.

"Ah? Jiang Shengling, why are you up."

Zhong Mengyao was suddenly taken aback by the people behind him, and he was also very pleased to see Jiang Shengling standing up like an okay person.

In this way, it wouldn't be considered that he killed him by himself, and after Jiang Shengling was sober, he could help himself to get rid of these punks.

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

Jiang Shengling is anxious and has thought of a good way, and that is to pretend to be stupid. Anyway, he was hit by a car. Now it is quite reasonable to pretend to have amnesia.

"You, what's wrong with you."

Zhong Mengyao saw that Jiang Shengling was indeed somewhat demented, and he really suspected that he had knocked him stupid. Wouldn't he 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 inexplicable and asked after scratching his head.

"I think this kid is stupid, look at him like 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 idiot, there's nothing wrong with you here, get out of here."

Seeing Jiang Shengling's madness, these non-mainstreamers did not take him at all, but waved their hands and let Jiang Shengling leave.

"Why do I want to get out? This is my home. Get out of here."

Jiang Shengling imitated vividly, and snorted like a child outrageously.

"What a fool, tell you, brothers are going to get serious business, and children are not allowed to watch, hurry up and get out, or I will beat you up later."

A little **** is already burning with passion, and immediately I want to send Jiang Shengling away, and I will push him when I walked forward.

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

Jiang Shengling said like a child rolling around. When he saw the little **** pushing himself, he slapped him down, and the man fainted on the ground without moving.

"This……"

Several other gangsters were completely embarrassed to see this situation, this combat power is too strong, can you kill a person with a slap?

One of them finally reacted, no matter whether Jiang Shengling was really stupid or not, they would definitely have to subdue Jiang Shengling first.

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

Several gangsters returned to their ghost train, picked up iron rods and other weapons, and rushed up around Jiang Shengling.

"You all bully me! I want to 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 gangsters surrounding him, he directly put one down and kicked one gangster to a tree, and he also fainted directly to the ground.

Then two or three consecutive slaps slapped the man on his left side frantically, and the non-mainstream cheeks were instantly swollen, like a pig's head, and lost their combat effectiveness.

The last person picked up the iron rod and wanted to sneak attack Jiang Shengling. Jiang Shengling directly held his waved iron rod with one hand, snatched it down and banged him on the head.

Then he smashed him on the head like a child frantically, still chanting words in his mouth.

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

Jiang Shengling's consistent movements are extremely smooth, but the tone and behavior are like a child, which makes Zhong Mengyao really doubt whether Jiang Shengling was really stupid by herself, but this combat power is too strong.

"Jiang Shengling, are you okay, how is your health, your head still hurts or not."

Zhong Mengyao really doubted whether Jiang Shengling's intelligence was really wrong, stepped forward and asked in a weak voice.