Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

There was no slight ups and downs at all because of the situation in front of me!

Sometimes, Qiao Jing really wondered if the man in front of her had a facial paralysis!

Because all these years, in her impression, this man seems to have always had such an expression.

Even if he confessed to her a few days ago, he was so calm, as if there was nothing in this world that could make his face look other than calm.

Take the present as an example, she was almost underestimated, but facing every wretched uncle yelling, he still had this paralyzed expression on his face.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little dull.

There was a feeling that this man didn't really care too much about her.

Thinking about it, I think it's a bit funny. It seems that sometimes, you really can't take yourself too seriously, otherwise you will have some inexplicable feelings.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Qiao Jing ignored the wretched uncle, because she couldn't press the button for getting off the car, she yelled loudly towards the front of the car to get off the car.

The car quickly stopped on the side of the road and opened the back door.

Qiao Jing also pushed away the hand that was around her waist just now, and squeezed towards the back door, planning to get out of the car.

However, at this moment, when that wretched uncle saw them, he thought they were afraid of him.

Most villains bully the good and fear the evil, and this wretched uncle is even more so. He immediately became courageous, and regardless of the faint pain in his lower body, he stretched out his hand to stop Qiao Jing.

"Just want to leave like this? You injured me and wanted to leave without paying some medical expenses. Don't you know how to write dead? Believe it or not, I called some brothers on the road, so that you can't eat and walk around."

The wretched uncle had a ferocious expression on his face, and his thick voice rang out without any concealment.

The people in the car were a little scared and wanted to squeeze away, and many people didn't arrive at the stop, so they hurriedly got out of the car through the back door.

This is a realistic society. We want people with a sense of justice to stand up and help, but I believe that few actually stand up.

Looking at the wretched uncle in front of her, Qiao Jingliu frowned tightly. However, before she could say anything about this, there was the sound of killing a pig.

This time, Qiao Jing saw the situation clearly.

I saw a long leg kicking the wretched middle-aged man viciously from her side, but this time it was more than just a simple kick.

When the wretched middle-aged man bent down screaming in pain, he kicked up hard, hitting the chin under that wretched face.

Bang!Some chubby bodies fell on the car, and they could still feel the car vibrate slightly.

At this time, Jiang Ziye, who had been standing behind Qiao Jing, slowly wrapped her arms around Qiao Jing's waist, walked up from the position behind her, and stood side by side with her.

That handsome face, which was always calm, looked down at the wretched uncle who was lying on the car, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up with a cold arc.

At this moment, the originally quite easy-going atmosphere seemed to have become abnormally strong.

Jiang Ziye completely ignored the surprised eyes around him, and stepped hard on the palm of that wretched uncle.

"Ah..." The sound of the middle-aged man killing a pig repeated.

However, the man's gentle but chilling voice sounded; "Let me see you again, and I will completely turn you into a eunuch, and then I will personally give you the money of the gangster. Brother, send a pot of fried and stewed pork knuckle."