Chapter 1444 Jing Yao fights, so handsome! Absolutely!
Song Jingyao sat in the car and saw only the excited and angry expressions of Song Yichang and Mrs. Song outside, and he frowned.
His little face was tense, especially when his eyes fell on the strong men opposite him, and he pursed his thin lips.
These men seemed not to be trifled with at first sight, and... they seemed to have an idea for him?
Because from time to time, the leading man would cast his malicious eyes on him inside the car.
It made him very unhappy.
Really unhappy.
He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and this spring he won the championship in the Youth Spring Martial Arts Competition in the Capital City of Country M.
He felt that with his own strength, he might be able to fight these men.
Thinking of this, he opened the door and got out of the car, and came to Mrs. Song and Song Yichang.
"Grandpa, grandma, what happened?"
"Jingyao, why are you out?" As soon as Mrs. Song heard her grandson's voice, she turned around and saw her grandson. She was so frightened that she put her grandson into her arms and hugged her tightly, "There is nothing wrong with you here.
, you hurry up and get in the car."
"Listen to grandma and don't come out, okay?"
Mrs. Song was already very angry at these tough men, but now Song Jingyao ran down again. If anything happened to her precious grandson, she would be really angry to death.
Song Jingyao could feel Mrs. Song holding his trembling arms, "Grandma, you have forgotten, I am a youth martial arts champion! Those older than me are all my losers, why don't you just let me know them!"
I've never had a fight with an adult!"
When Mrs. Song heard what her grandson said, her face turned pale with fright, "Jingyao, grandma knows that your newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but they are adults and they still have weapons in their hands. This place is close to the metaphysical world.
, Maybe they are from the world of metaphysics. People in the world of metaphysics are not at the same level as us ordinary people! Jingyao, don’t be impulsive. Listen to grandma and go back to the car."
Song Yichang also persuaded Song Jingyao, "Son, don't be impulsive. Let us adults handle these matters."
Although he is old, he is not a wimp.
If he can't even protect his grandson, what's the point of living?
He stood in front of Song Jingyao and Mrs. Song, and angrily yelled at the fierce-looking man in the lead, "If you have the ability, come at me, what kind of man are you calling my wife and my grandson?"
"Old man, are you looking for death? I'm going to blow your head off right now!" The leading man said, grabbing the steel pipe in the hands of the younger brother behind him and rushing towards Song Yichang, waving the steel pipe and shouting.
wind.
Just when he was about to rush in front of Song Yichang, one of the three disciples of the Sword Sect drew out his sword with a bang!
The steel pipe blocked the attack.
"They are important guests of our Jianmen, how dare you?"
"Heh, what is a mere sword gate? You dare to stop me?"
The steel pipe and the long sword of the man in the lead collided with each other, making a huge noise.
The two of them took dozens of steps back at the same time, and then struggled together again.
Two other Jianmen disciples also joined the fight and fought with other men in black.
For a moment, the shadow of the sword reflected light.
Song Jingyao gritted his teeth and broke away from Mrs. Song's arms, "Grandma, this is a good opportunity to exercise. It doesn't matter even if I'm injured!"
As he said that, he rushed out with his bare hands.
Mrs. Song desperately tried to hold him, but she only managed to grab a piece of his clothes.
"Jingyao!"
Mrs. Song screamed heartbreakingly, "Are you crazy? If you have something wrong with you, how can I explain it to your parents?"
But at this time, Song Jingyao was very agile and had already knocked down a not very tall man! His fists hit the man's face one after another, making the man scream.
Although he is young, he is very strong.
Coupled with the fact that he has been practicing martial arts for many years, his strength is naturally much stronger than that of young people of the same age.
These men in black were originally minions of the Li family, and they were not very powerful enemies.
Mr. Li sent them out this time just to test the waters. Mr. Li would rather commit suicide in order to prevent him from asking Ruan Su to surrender.
This feud between the Li family and Jianmen has been settled.
The Li family has been spying on Jianmen secretly. This time they finally caught the opportunity. How could they give up?
So they attacked first and couldn't wait for Mr. Li to send his masters again.
They thought that the three disciples of Jianmen were just average, and that the three ancestors and grandsons of the Song family had no ability to defend themselves.
As a result, they never expected that this boy Song Jingyao was actually a martial arts expert.
And it’s not just a three-legged cat’s kung fu, among ordinary people, it’s considered a master!
One punch struck the person, causing severe pain on the bridge of the nose and a buzzing in the head.
In just a few minutes, Song Jingyao had already beaten down two men in black.
He was young, and he used all his strength almost immediately. The opponent was caught off guard. He didn't expect that a child like him could possess such tyrannical power.
Naturally, I also looked down on him and thought about how capable a child can be...
After all, Song Jingyao was young. After beating three men, he was tired. There were beads of sweat on his forehead. He was panting and stared at the men in black who were surrounding him.
"Boy, aren't you very good at hitting? Come and hit one and show me!"
"For a little brat like you, I'll hit you right every time!"
"I just love to deal with all kinds of dissatisfaction."
Mrs. Song saw her grandson panting from exhaustion and couldn't help shouting to him, "Jingyao, come back! Come back quickly!"
But how could those men in black let Song Jingyao go?
Two tall men in black attacked him. One of them swung the steel pipe in his hand and hit Song Jingyao hard on the back!
Song Jingyao felt the wind and quickly dodged.
The other one raised a steel pipe and hit Song Jingyao hard on the head.
Song Jingyao turned his head and dodged, stretched out his arm and grabbed the steel pipe. He used hard force and snatched the steel pipe away. Before the man in black could react, he slammed the man in black on the knee.
!
Bang!
The man in black was hit so hard that he cried out in pain, "Ah!"
Then he knelt down in front of Song Jingyao with a plop.
Song Jingyao clenched his back molars, and with a bang, the steel pipe hit the man in black's head hard again, and blood instantly splashed on his face!
He used all his strength to inject the man in black...
The man in black's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground with a thud, the blood in his head continuously gushing out.
Everyone was shocked!
Watching this scene in disbelief!
The young boy in front of him was thin and had an aura unique to young people. But at this moment, his eyes were fierce, and his sweaty hair lay on his forehead. He tossed his head, and a few drops of sweat floated in the air.
He holds the steel pipe in his hand as if he is possessed by the God of Death! There is no fear! Only killing!
The whole body is filled with a chilling coldness and cruelty!
Mrs. Song's tears burst out instantly when she saw Song Jingyao like this. She shouted with a choked voice, "Jingyao, Jingyao... don't be like this... Jingyao..."
It was as if she no longer knew her grandson.
Song Yichang hugged her tightly, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
Jingyao is usually so well-behaved, but these men in black want his life! He was forced into this state!
He hates these men so much that he gnashes his teeth!
Song Jingyao played heartily!
Feeling more comfortable than ever before!
He lacks actual combat experience. He has only played in matches in country M, and he has only hit the mark on the competition field. It is impossible for him to fight with real swords and knives like he is doing now.
Kill someone!
Make blood!
An inexplicable bloodthirsty factor surged out of his body! It almost burst out of his body. His blood was boiling and he was screaming!
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
He likes this feeling.
Sweat had already wet his clothes. He pulled up the hem of his white T-shirt and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his exposed abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen.
Because of his daily martial arts practice, the young boy had early acquired the abdominal muscles that others longed for.
The broken hair on his forehead was dripping with sweat.
He curled his lips and pointed at the frightened man in black with the steel pipe in his hand, "Come on! Come on again!"
The three disciples of Jianmen were also shocked!
They looked at each other and couldn't help but have the same thought in their hearts.
He deserves to be Jian Qiqi’s son, and he deserves to be Song Yan’s son!
Such fierceness!
Such skill!
Absolutely amazing!
Song Jingyao raised his eyebrows and looked at the men in front of him evilly, "You're not going to talk, are you? You're not coming? If you're not coming, let us go!"
The leading man in black finally calmed down his mind. He looked at the sky. He wanted to drag it until Mr. Li sent experts!
So, we can’t let them go now!
"Want to leave? No way! If you win the fight with me, I will let you go!" His level is much higher than that of the kid whose head was shot. He is definitely more than enough to beat this kid.
He said very confidently, "How about it? Do you dare to compete with me?"
Song Jingyao looked him up and down, but before he spoke, Mrs. Song couldn't help scolding, "You are so shameless, our grandson is still a child! You compete with a child and you have grown so big in vain! Jingyao
, don’t compare! Don’t compare!”
Song Yichang also looked at his grandson worriedly, "Jingyao, be obedient and come back! Leave the matter to your three uncles. They will definitely handle it. You must not accept his provocation!"
Song Jingyao wiped the sweat on his forehead again and said nothing.
The three disciples of Jianmen could not help but also came over and shook their heads at Song Jingyao, "Don't agree to him. He is full of tricks and is not a good person."
"You are still young and want to have more opportunities in the future."
The driver said to the man, "If you want to compete, you can choose between the three of us. You are not allowed to compete with this kid!"