Chapter 65 Who the Hell Can't Fight?

Ning Jing and I stunned them for a while. Hai Tang sneered, "Don't stand there and do it. If they really dare to cut you down, I'll arrange for you to stay in the best hospital and let them pay you to death."

"You are despicable!" I stared at Hai Tang, my eyes almost popping out.

"Give it to me. Can you be scared of two women?" Hai Tang urged.

When a few strong men heard her say that, they came up to me and Ning Jing.

I really did. I was crazy. All I knew was to protect Ning Jing, just like she had told me to run away with a gangster in her arms.

"I will cut you to death! Kill you all!"

I'm sure my knife hit someone else's body, and they were blocked by me at the door and didn't dare to come forward. I blocked in front of Ning Jing. "You're a painter's hand. You can't get hurt anymore. Hide behind me and don't come out."

A man who was cut by my knife said to Hai Tang with a bitter face, "This woman is crazy!"

"What the hell are you doing? Take her knife off me. I'll add another ten thousand yuan." Hai Tang held his chin high and his collarbone caved in as he inhaled.

All of a sudden, those people surrounded me, one holding me from behind, the other grabbing my knife by the hand and handing it to Hai Tang in a flattering manner.

"Aren't you capable? I think you're still being rude?" Hai Tang held the knife, and the tip of the knife rested on my chin.

I looked at her with a grim look in my eyes. "Why not? If you don't kill me, I won't let you go. Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go. Just wait. My sister and I will come to you. You won't be able to sleep at night, and you won't be able to sleep and eat well!"

She took a step back as if frightened by me. The knife slashed my jaw and I frowned in pain.

She saw my jaw bleed and the knife fell to the ground with a bang.

"Xiao Qing!" Ning Jing covered her mouth in fear. "You've lost a lot of blood! Let her go!"

Ning Jing pushed the people who were holding me, Hai Tang commanded the others to push her away, Ning Jing was pushed against the wall, his head hit the wall and fell to the ground.

"Don't touch her! Anything is coming for me." I roared.

Hai Tang sneered. "I'm here for you. You guys, smash this house for me. It's the best!"

I broke free a few times in vain and watched as those people kicked over my chair and pushed the things off my coffee table.

"Stop! Stop!" I was so anxious that my blood rushed up and my eyes almost blacked out. I watched Hai Tang destroy my home, but there was nothing I could do about it. "Hai Tang, you will get what you deserve. You wait. I'll settle these accounts with you in the future."

Hai Tang glanced at me disdainfully and instructed them to throw chairs at the tv and computer.

"What are you all doing?! Stop it." Jiang Miao ran in, followed by a group of people, and came up to hold down Hai Tang's men.

Jiang Miao kicked my hand and looked at the blood on my chest. His usually unruly face was filled with panic. "Chen Qing, how did you do this?!"

Yeah, how did I end up like this? I used all my strength and slapped Hai Tang in the face.

"All gangsters have to pay back!" I widened my eyes and held up my chin with blood. My aura was definitely higher than hers.

Hai Tang covered his face, his eyes more shocked than angry. "How dare you hit me? My parents never touched a finger of mine when they were young. You hit me?"

"It's because they didn't beat you or discipline you that they raised an unreasonable daughter like you. Just in time, I'm teaching you a lesson for your parents." I slapped you again with my backhand. "I didn't scratch your face. I treated you well with an eye for an eye. Just give me a couple of slaps."

Hai Tang looked at me in disbelief. "You... You..."

"What are you? Take your men and get out of my house. Otherwise, I will continue to beat you!" I raised my hand and she took a few steps back.

Just then, fu jing came, and Hai Tang, who was in low spirits, threw himself into his arms as if he had found a savior.

"Ah Jing, she hit me!" Hai Tang accused me in a crying voice.

I stood there, neither servile nor haughty, as if I were beaten by an old lady. What could you do to me?

Fu Jing glanced at my house and pulled Hai Tang out of his arms. "What are you looking for Chen Qing for?"

"She ruined my studio and several of my paintings. Shouldn't I be asking for blame?" She said righteously.

"Hmph, do you care about your paintings, or do you have some secret?" I raised my eyebrows and asked back, but her momentum instantly weakened.

"You still don't admit that you smashed my studio?!" Hai Tang suddenly started to blame me. I faced her accusation and was about to start a fight.

Jiang Miao picked me up. "Chen Qing, you're all right. You're still bleeding. I'll take you to the hospital now. Ah Jing, take Hai Tang back. Ning Jing, pack your things at home."

Jiang Miao said and carried me away from Fu Jing and Hai Tang. I kicked Hai Tang in the calf. She was so angry that she wanted to chase me, but Fu Jing stopped her.

Fu jing had a conscience, so he didn't help her this time.

Jiang Miao took me to the hospital. I didn't stop bleeding until the doctor gave me a few stitches.

"It doesn't hurt, does it? Silly." Jiang miao nodded my head.

I frowned. "I'm dizzy. I've lost so much blood. You pushed my head."

"Okay, okay, stop pushing." Jiang Miao helped me take me home. On the way, he passed by an open supermarket and bought me a lot of donkey-hide gelatin and dates, as well as some supplements to replenish qi and blood.

I said no, but he insisted on buying.

When I got home, Ning Jing had already tidied up the house. I looked a little relieved.

"I really regret not trashing her studio!" Ning Jing scolded at home.

I waved my hand. "You're not tired. Go and see if your things have been damaged. Your paintings are now the most valuable things in our family."

"They didn't enter my room. I locked it up."

Ning Jing's words made my heart skip a beat. When did she lock her room and why didn't she lock mine all at the same time? My computer was cracked from the smash, and it was obviously useless.

But it was my college computer, and it was a glorious retirement after all these years. I still have some money to buy a new one.

"I'm tired and want to sleep. Young master Jiang has troubled you tonight. Go home early." I said to Jiang Miao, who was fixing the door.

He pointed at the door. "No, I can't do it. The master who fixed the door is coming. Go back to your room and sleep. Lock the door. I'll watch the master fix the door with you before leaving."

Jiang Miao's sudden thoughtfulness surprised both Ning Jing and me. Ning Jing offered to accompany him, and I went back to my room when I was really tired.

I reached under the pillow and suddenly bounced off the bed. Where's the ring?