After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Song Jing leaned back, avoiding Shi Yan's hand grabbing her mask, and said nothing, but his eyes were full of hostility and arrogance.

At the same time, she flipped her wrist, and slapped her right hand with her left hand, and the dagger flew up, heading towards Shi Yan's neck again.

Shi Yan leaned back, the sharp dagger passed by his neck, bringing out a trace of blood, and he punched Song Jing's chest, this punch was aimed at Song Jing's heart, and Song Jing was also ordered to die .

Song Jing received a punch in the chest, looked at Xiang Wenxing and others who had already run up to the second floor, turned over while supporting the railing on the second floor with one hand, jumped back to the lobby on the first floor, turned around and rushed into the lobby on the first floor aisle.

"You chase after me!" Xiang Wenxing ordered his men, and immediately walked in front of Shi Yan. Seeing that a wound had been pulled out on Shi Yan's neck, the blood rolling out had already dyed the collar of his white shirt red. A layer of cold sweat broke out, and he bowed his head tremblingly, "Brother Yan, my problem. I made a mistake because I underestimated Phantom. I will go to the execution hall to receive my punishment when I go back."

After Xiang Wenxing finished speaking nervously, he lowered his head and waited, but he didn't hear Shi Yan's voice for a long time.

With some doubts, he bravely raised his eyes and took a sneak peek, and saw Brother Yan staring at his fingers with indifferent downcast eyes, and twirling his fingertips back and forth.

"Brother Yan?"

"Forty lashes." Shi Yan pinched his fingers and said three words coldly. He didn't know what he thought of, but he seemed to find it interesting, so he suddenly smiled.

Xiang Wenxing was almost scared to pee by his smile.

Shi Yan ignored Xiang Wenxing and walked towards the first floor.

There was a bit of amused smile in his eyes, very shallow, even mixed with chill and murderous aura.

It's interesting that the strongest king with the number one black list in the assassination world is actually a woman.

Song Jing followed Shi Yan's way today, but it's impossible for Shi Yan's people to keep her.

Song Jing left Baifu shopping mall and returned to Lin's house, took off his clothes to check the injury on his chest.

A large group of bruises, if she hadn't retreated quickly, Shi Yan's punch could directly break her heart.

Song Jing pressed his finger lightly to check the injury. His heart was fine, but there was a crack in the sternum, and it would not heal after ten days and a half months.

From her debut until now, she has never suffered such a big loss.

Today's account, she wrote it down.

After Song Jing took a simple bath, he treated his injuries and went to bed. The sky outside had begun to brighten.

She lay on the bed, the wound on her chest was pulling, and it hurt to move casually. Before she fell asleep, the maid knocked on the door outside.

"Second Miss, are you awake? It's already seven o'clock, sir is waiting for you to have breakfast together." The maid said while knocking on the door.

The door opened, and Song Jing came out wearing a sweater, with evil red eyes, and a very gloomy face against the storm.

The maid was startled, and subconsciously stepped aside.

Song Jing closed the door with his hand back, and went downstairs with a backpack on his back with no expression on his face.

The maid patted her chest and let out a slow breath.The second lady's expression was too scary.

Song Jing went downstairs, Lin Kaicheng, Lin Yan, and Lin Yu were all in the restaurant. Fan Qianqin was beaten by her yesterday, so it must be impossible to wait for her to have breakfast.

Song Jing entered the restaurant, and the maid immediately filled her with soy milk and porridge.

"Sister, your complexion is a little pale. Did you not sleep last night?" Lin Yan looked at Song Jing with a gentle smile.

Song Jing casually put the backpack aside and pulled out the chair to sit down. With an indifferent face and without lifting his eyelids, he picked up his chopsticks and ate his breakfast.

Lin Yan tightened her hands holding the chopsticks, glanced at Lin Kaicheng with some grievances, lowered her head and began to eat.

Lin Kaicheng said, "Xiaojing, your sister is caring about you."

Song Jing's eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, and his whole body was very irritable. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids indifferently, "I can't eat or sleep." After speaking, he put down his chopsticks, picked up the backpack next to him and walked out.

"The driver is at the door, and will take you to school with Yanyan." Lin Kaicheng was choked up, and reminded with a suppressed temper.

Song Jing's footsteps didn't stop, and he didn't know if he heard it or not.

Lin Yan's eyes were red, and she put down the chopsticks in her hand, "Dad, is my sister saying that I don't have a tutor?"

"Yanyan, Xiaojing just has resentment in his heart, it will be fine after a while. Rest on weekends, let your mother take you shopping, don't wrong yourself." Lin Kaicheng slowed down his tone a little.

"I know. Dad, don't worry, I won't make my sister angry." Lin Yan stood up with red eyes, as if she had been wronged by the sky, but she still gave in gently and sensiblely, "I'm going to school too, goodbye Dad .”

"Cut!" Lin Yu snorted with his mouth curled.

"Is your skin itchy again?" Lin Kaicheng's expression turned serious in an instant.

Lin Yu sat up straight in fright, but still couldn't help muttering, "I just can't understand her face that seems to be the most wronged in the whole world."

"That's your sister."

"No, only Song Jing is my sister, and that is my own sister." Lin Yu stuck out his tongue, picked up his schoolbag and ran.

He didn't like Lin Yan's style in front of her parents before, and another style behind her back, and she always snatched things from him openly and secretly. Yan, train him in turn.

At that time, he thought that Lin Yan was his real sister, but now he knew that Lin Yan was just wrong, and Song Jing was his real sister. Lin Yu found Lin Yan both left and right.

Or his sister's temper is to his liking, cool!

"Sister!" Lin Yu rushed out of the gate with his schoolbag in his hand, catching up with Song Jing, "Sister! Sister Jing? My own sister!"

Song Jing glanced at him with the evil red at the end of his eyes, and the aura all over his body was cold and irritable.

He didn't say a word, but Lin Yu was very clever to understand what his sister hadn't said: stop talking nonsense and beat you!

Lin Yu made a zipper movement on his mouth very knowledgeable about current affairs. Song Jing was wearing a black backpack, and continued to walk forward with his eyes lowered indifferently, ignoring him.

Lin Yu regarded her as the acquiescence, and did not get into the car waiting at the door, and followed her to the outside of the villa area.

Song Jing walked to the bus stop on the side of the road and stopped, Lin Yu's eyes widened, and finally couldn't help it, "Sister, aren't you going to drive your own locomotive? You... You come to take the bus?"

His sister is such a cool girl, with such long and straight long legs, shouldn't she be able to step onto the motorcycle and rush out with a buzz when she wears a helmet?

That's worthy of his sister's aura.

Lin Yu's thoughts were very secondary, and he took it for granted.

When the bus came, Song Jing glanced at him, "Do you have any cash?"

"Yes... Yes." Lin Yu took out a few one-hundred sheets from his schoolbag in a daze, and handed them all to Song Jing, "This is my pocket money for today. Sister, I will give you all."