Song Jing leaned back and avoided Shi Yan's hand that grabbed her mask. He said nothing, but his eyes were filled with anger and arrogance.
At the same time, she flipped her wrist and slapped her clamped right hand with her left hand. The dagger flew up and aimed at Shi Yan's neck again.
Shi Yan leaned back, and the sharp dagger grazed 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 it was also going to kill Song Jing.
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Song Jing was punched in the chest. He looked at Xiang Wenxing and others who had already run up to the second floor. He supported the railing on the second floor with one hand and turned over, jumped back to the lobby on the first floor, turned around and rushed into the lobby on the first floor.
aisle.
"Chase!" Xiang Wenxing ordered his men and immediately walked up to Shi Yan. He saw a wound on Shi Yan's neck. The blood rolled out and dyed the collar of his white shirt red. He was shocked and felt his back.
A layer of cold sweat broke out, and he lowered his head with some trepidation, "Brother Yan, my problem is that I underestimated the Phantom and made the mistake. When I go back, I will go to the execution hall to receive the punishment myself."
Xiang Wenxing finished speaking anxiously and waited with his head lowered. As a result, he didn't hear Shi Yan make a sound for a long time.
Confused, he bravely raised his eyes and took a sneak peek, and saw his brother Yan staring at his fingers with an indifferent expression, and gently 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 and suddenly smiled.
Xiang Wenxing was so scared that he almost peed.
Shi Yan ignored Wenxing and walked towards the first floor.
There was an interesting smile in his eyes, very light and faint, even mixed with chill and murderous intent.
It’s interesting that the most powerful king who ranks number one on the blacklist in the assassination world is actually a woman.
Song Jing fell into Shi Yan's trap today, but it was impossible for Shi Yan's people to keep her.
Song Jing left Baifu Shopping Mall and returned to Lin's house. He took off his clothes and checked the injury on his chest.
A big ball of bruises. If she hadn't retreated quickly, Shi Yan's punch could have directly broken her heart.
Song Jing pressed lightly with his fingers to check the injury. His heart was fine, but his sternum was cracked. It would not heal if he did not nurse for ten days and a half.
From the time she debuted until now, she has never suffered such a big loss.
She took note of today's account.
Song Jing took a simple shower and tended to his injuries before going to bed. The sky outside had begun to lighten up.
She lay down on the bed, the injury on her chest was stretched, and it hurt whenever she moved. Before she could fall asleep, the maid knocked on the door outside.
"Second Miss, are you awake? It's already seven o'clock. Your husband is waiting for you to have breakfast together." The maid said as she knocked on the door.
The door opened, and Song Jing came out wearing a sweater, with an evil red eye, and a stormy face, very gloomy.
The maid was startled and subconsciously stepped aside.
Song Jing closed the door behind him and went downstairs carrying his backpack expressionlessly.
The maid patted her chest and exhaled slowly. The second lady's expression was too scary.
Song Jing went downstairs. Lin Kaicheng, Lin Yan and Lin Yu were all there in the restaurant. Fan Qianqin was beaten by her just yesterday, so it was definitely impossible to wait for her to have breakfast.
Song Jing entered the restaurant, and the maid immediately served her soy milk and porridge.
"Sister, your face looks a little bad. Is it because you didn't sleep last night?" Lin Yan looked at Song Jing with a gentle smile.
Song Jing casually put his backpack beside him, pulled up a chair and sat down. His face was indifferent, without even raising his eyelids, he picked up his chopsticks and ate his breakfast.
Lin Yan tightened her hands on the chopsticks, glanced at Lin Kaicheng a little aggrievedly, lowered her head and started to eat.
Lin Kaicheng said, "Xiao Jing, your sister is caring about you."
Song Jing's eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes that he hadn't woken up from, and the breath all over his body was very irritable. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids indifferently, "I don't say anything when I eat or sleep." After saying that, 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 and Yanyan to school." Lin Kaicheng choked, but still suppressed his temper and reminded.
Song Jing didn't even stop, and he didn't know whether he heard it or not.
Lin Yan's eyes were red and she put down the chopsticks in her hand, "Dad, are you saying that I don't have a tutor?"
"Yanyan, Xiaojing just feels resentful in his heart. It will get better after a while. Take a break on the weekend and ask your mother to take you shopping. Don't wrong yourself." Lin Kaicheng softened his tone slightly.
"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 greatly wronged, but she still gave in gently and sensiblely, "I'm going to school too, see you dad."
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"Tch!" Lin Yu curled his lips and snorted.
"Are your skin itchy again?" Lin Kaicheng immediately turned serious.
Lin Yu sat up straight in fright, but couldn't help but mutter, "I just can't stand her face, as if she is the only one in the world who has the most aggrieved face."
"That's your sister."
"No, my only sister is Song Jing. She is my biological sister." Lin Yu stuck out his tongue, picked up his schoolbag and ran away.
He didn't like Lin Yan's way of doing one thing in front of her parents and another behind their backs, and she would always steal things from him overtly or covertly. However, she was so coaxed that she always favored Lin Yan.
Yan, teach him in turn.
At that time, he thought that Lin Yan was his biological sister, so forget it. Now he knows that Lin Yan was just hugged by mistake, and Song Jing is his biological sister. Lin Yu doesn't like Lin Yan anymore when he looks at her.
It's his sister's temper that suits him, cool!
"Sister!" Lin Yu rushed out of the door with his schoolbag and ran after Song Jing, "Sister! Sister Jing? My biological sister!"
Song Jing glanced at him with evil red eyes, his aura was cold and irritable.
He didn't say a word, but Lin Yu was very smart and understood what his sister didn't say: If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you up!
Lin Yu made a zipper movement on his mouth very well. Song Jing carried a black backpack and continued walking forward with his eyelids lowered indifferently, ignoring him.
Lin Yu took her as her acquiescence and followed her outside the villa area instead of getting in the car waiting at the door.
Song Jing walked to the bus stop on the side of the road and stopped. Lin Yu's eyes widened and he finally couldn't help it anymore, "Sister, aren't you going to drive your own motorcycle? You...are you here to take the bus?"
For such a cool girl like his sister, who has such a pair of long, straight legs, shouldn't she put on a helmet, step on the motorcycle without anyone liking her, and rush out in a hurry?
Only then would he be worthy of his elder sister's aura.
Lin Yu's thoughts were very middle-of-the-road, and he took them for granted.
When the bus came, Song Jing glanced at him and asked, "Do you have any cash?"
"Yes... yes." Lin Yu took out a few hundred bills from his schoolbag and handed them to Song Jing. "This is my pocket money for today. Sister, I'll give it all to you."