Ying Shao is a Girl

The boy in black tried to stand up, but due to lack of strength and numbness in his legs and feet, he tried several times without success.

He looked particularly embarrassed in front of a group of well-dressed rich kids.

When the boy in black was about to stand up successfully, the tall boy stepped down.

All the strength in the body was drained away at this moment.

The leading boy knelt down to look at him. He looked so arrogant and arrogant, as if he was the master of the world and no one dared to disobey him or compete with him.

But such an expression would seem extremely ridiculous on an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

"Some people can only be trampled under others' feet for the rest of their lives, and they will never be able to stand up. They can only live in humble embarrassment and only deserve to look up to others."

"And you...that's who you are."

"Ying Junchu, so what if you are the heir of the Ying family? Are you worthy of a waste like you? Do you know how many people want your life? You are really lucky to be alive until now!"

"It's a shame and a disgrace to our Ying family to have a useless heir like you. As long as I kill you, the reputation of our Ying family can be restored, and no one will remember you, a useless person!"

"The troublesome thing happened to be away today, so it saved me the trouble. I will do justice to God today and end up with your miserable life!" A sneer appeared on the corner of the leading boy's mouth.

"Fourth brother, why are you wasting your words with a loser? His mother is dead a long time ago, and his father doesn't care, so he has become an outcast a long time ago! Let's do it quickly! Finish the work early, and we can go out to play ball later!"

No matter how bad the other person says.

Ying Junchu's eyes were always cold and empty.

There was no expression on his face.

Death was no longer a threat to her.

Because she never knew what the meaning of her life was.

There was no trace of fear in the face of death in her eyes, only bottomless and boundless darkness.

Anyone who looks at it will feel like they are falling into the abyss.

Ying Qican took out a sharp dagger from his pocket and made several gestures at Ying Junchu's fair neck.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed. The bright dagger glowed with a faint light, which made people shudder.

The voice in my heart screamed crazily,

Kill her!

Kill her!

Kill her!

As long as Ying Junchu dies, he has a chance to become the new heir of the Ying family!

How can that good-for-nothing Ying Junchu be worthy of being the heir? Only he can!

"As members of the Ying family, I will let you die a happy death!" The smile in Ying Qican's eyes deepened.

He held the dagger and stabbed it hard, but was suddenly kicked away.

The force was very strong, and the shining dagger quickly drew a beautiful arc in the air, followed by the sound of cutting through the bark of the tree, and the dagger plunged into the trunk of a tree in the distance.

Half of the length of the dagger was buried in the tree trunk.

It reflects dazzling light under the sunlight.

Ying Qican's hand swelled up, severe pain hit him, and he couldn't help but jump.

"Ying━━Qi━━Can━━You are looking for━━death━━" Ying Huaijiu tightly grabbed Ying Qican's collar and suddenly lifted him up.

The voice was cold, and every word was filled with endless killing intent.

"Ahem... Third... Third brother... don't... save... help..." Ying Qican struggled to say a word. The feeling of suffocation made him fearful, as if death would take him away in the next second.

The three boys on the side did not make any move, they were too frightened by Ying Huaijiu to move.

The strength in Ying Huaijiu's hand was not reduced by half. Ying Qican could not bear it. His eyes turned white and he foamed at the mouth. Just when he thought he was going to die in the next second, Ying Huaijiu killed him. Thrown to the ground.

There were strangulation marks on his neck, which were red and deep. He lay on the ground gasping for air, looking like he was in shock.

Ying Huaijiu quickly ran to Ying Junchu's side and gently picked up her bruised body.

He said softly: "Chuchu, it's okay..."

A pair of blue eyes filled with distress and remorse.

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I wasn't always strong at first, but I also grew up slowly. In the Ying family, where the jungle prevails, if you don't have strength, you will be bullied!