The meaning of this remark is even more dirty. If you were an ordinary boy, you would be ashamed and angry by this remark.
Jingdong glanced at his arm and bent his lips, "afraid of pain?"
The man looked puzzled, "what?"
Jingdong raised his chin. "Why don't you get a real tattoo?"
The man's face sank. "I'm riding a horse. Really, you're blind!"
Jingdong smiled low. "You are the ability to bully the little girl."
The man stretched out his fist and pinched it. The people around him saw that they were farther away.
The three girls in the crew are about to cry. If Xiao Qian's little brother is hurt because of them, he will be in trouble, but what should he do now?
Jingdong was unmoved. The man reached out and pushed Jingdong's shoulder. "Do you know who you're talking to?"
He said he was close to Jingdong and wanted to use his height advantage to oppress Jingdong and let him retreat.
Although they say dirty words, they are only interested in girls.
Jingdong reached out and patted his shoulder, as if dirt had been left on it after being pushed by the man.
The man said, "Hey, you want to die!"
With that, he raised his hand and fanned Jingdong's face.
It must be hard to get slapped in front of so many people. Let's save the United States!
His bus palm was like a big Pu fan. It came down with the wind. Everyone couldn't help shouting. Little dork covered his mouth and even forgot the live broadcast.
However, when the palm stopped at Jingdong's face, there was no inch in. People from another angle clearly saw that the big hand was blocked.
Jingdong looked up and smiled faintly, "you did it first."
As soon as her voice fell, the Fake Tattoo groaned, her body suddenly arched, her abdomen was firm, and she got a fist.
After this punch, the Fake Tattoo stepped back a few steps, sat down on the ground, and couldn't speak for a moment.
The other two hurried forward to pick up the Fake Tattoo. It took a long time for the Fake Tattoo to slow down. They pointed to Jing Dong, "give it to me and kill him!"
The two men stopped hesitating and went up with their fists.
Jing Dong didn't move at his feet. He dodged his fist, handed his right fist forward and hit the same position as the Fake Tattoo. The man staggered back and finally knew how painful the fist was.
Another man didn't know where to find a brick and hit Jingdong's head.
The surrounding people immediately exclaimed, if this brick goes down, the young man's head must not be hit with a blood hole?!
The three girls in the crew were so scared that their legs were soft that they helped each other and didn't fall to the ground.
Jingdong hid sideways, turned his body, lifted his long leg up and hit the man's face.
A dull scream sounded, and the face immediately bled.
In addition to what came out of the nose, there were kicked teeth and blood all over the mouth and face. It looked scary.
The three people who had just been ferocious all sat down on the ground and howled. The first Fake Tattoo had actually slowed down, but he didn't dare to stand up at all.
In Jingdong's eyes, these are just three little gangsters. They don't even have rules to fight. Naturally, they won't be serious with them.
But she didn't know that at the moment, in the eyes of the masses, her originally thin body looked tall. In particular, she walked slowly to the three gangsters and looked a little more forced.