Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 621 Jian Shao, enough is enough!

Like a god of death, she walked towards the dying Nangong Jing step by step. Her fist was extremely fast, and her fist was as strong as a thousand pieces of gold. She raised her bloody fist and aimed at Nangong Jing's heart...

At the very moment, Jiang Heng took her fatal punch, and a pain relief hit his internal organs directly. This pain caused a flash of horror to flash in his dark eyes.

But it only took a second, after regaining consciousness, he softly persuaded: "Jian Shao, enough is enough!"

The blood in Jian Junxi's body was boiling, every cell was full of anger, and the terrifying gaze seemed to be able to pierce through the human body, making Jiang Heng shiver uncontrollably.

"Heh...Enough is enough?" Jian Junxi gritted her teeth in her voice, and she was already angry, but these words made her even more angry.

What is enough is enough?Who should stop when enough is enough?

The anger at the bottom of his eyes became more and more intense, and he raised his fist unceremoniously. Jiang Heng was caught off guard and fell to the ground when he was beaten by her, but he was not Nangong Jing, so he would not let her beat him.
He got up and started fighting with her. The more he hit Jiang Heng, the more surprised he was. Her punches seemed soft as cotton, but they were as heavy as thunder. Every place she hit was extremely painful.
Especially the speed of her shots was too fast. She had been beating Nangong Jing unilaterally just now, so he didn't see that this thin boy was so good at it.

Although Jiang Heng was very surprised, it was very rare to meet such a strong opponent. Two people were in the square, you waved and blocked each other, and neither gave way.

It was like a real fighting match, it was very exciting, and the people who were watching couldn't help clapping their hands.

Nangong Jing struggled to get up from the ground. Seeing that the two of them were fighting fiercely, she wanted Jiang Heng to stop, but Jian Junxi's skilled boxing made him stop.

Because his movements are exactly the same as Yang Feixue's, every move, the key point of every attack, he has fought with her for so many years, he is very familiar with these moves.
Even if Yang Feixue taught him, the movements of his hands couldn't be exactly the same, almost the same, even with a mask on, those cold eyes...
Full of irrational anger and deep-seated hatred, this feeling was exactly the same as hers, and he was confused again...

Lin Yiyi searched around inside, but couldn't find the two of them. At this moment, when she rushed outside, she saw a lot of people surrounded by something, as if someone was fighting.

She wondered if Jian Junxi was also in the crowd, her steps started to rush towards the crowd, Yang Hui held her back, and said with an uneasy expression: "Honey, there are so many people there, she can't be there..."

"Get lost... What did you say at that time? Didn't you say that she would never find a girlfriend, what happened? Hmph..." After Lin Yiyi yelled at him, she pushed him away with a big hand.

Yang Hui stroked his forehead like a headache, but no one answered Jian Junxi's phone no matter how much he called, he followed up helplessly, and Abu followed closely behind them.

Lin Yiyi managed to squeeze into the middle, and when she saw that the person fighting was Jian Junxi himself, her chest heaved violently with anger, her eyes were red, and she roared furiously: "Jian Junxi..."

This voice was too scary and too familiar, Jian Junxi suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the source of the roar, Jiang Heng's fist was aimed at her face, and struck her mercilessly...

Yang Hui didn't expect that it was really Jian Junxi. Seeing that she was about to be beaten, he shouted in horror: "Be careful..."

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On-shelf notice:

January 1st, next Tuesday, I chose this date mainly because I wanted to be stuck in the year before, maybe I was thinking too much, what if someone cried when watching it?New Year's Eve, not so good...

On the day of release, I will have ten updates. After that, I will keep four updates until the end. I will explode the abuse part. Of course, if no one is watching, I will still maintain four updates.

Regarding the listing, the editor has urged me several times. Originally, I didn't think about whether to put it on the shelf or not?I really thought about finishing the book for free, but I didn’t care about full attendance. To be honest, in order to write this article, I spent more than 600 on smoking and drinking a month. My dreams are all inspiration. The key is that I don’t have time.

In order to update stably, I need to stay up one or two nights a week. I can only rely on these things that hurt my body to refresh myself. Coffee is useless to me. There are countless times. I want to stop updating. Every time I see you give I voted as if to say, honey, I'm waiting for an update, I don't want to disappoint the person who is waiting, even if there is only one person waiting, I don't want her to wait for nothing...

I have to make money by myself, and I have to take care of my child. My child has just entered the first grade, and I have to help with homework every night. The house is often messy. I have already turned myself into a machine. Forgive me, I can only write like this.

Even though I work hard, there will inevitably be some wrong words or professional problems in the article. After it is put on the shelf, it cannot be modified. If you see mistakes, please be more understanding and tolerant.

In order to write novels, I have often been counted down by my family. I don’t want to say how tired and stressed I am. No one in this world is easy. Anyway, I can’t control others, I can only control myself.

Please believe, because you care, so sincere, I hope you can understand...

One hundred people have one hundred kinds of thoughts after reading it. Some people like it and some people don’t like it. Some people read it carelessly, some people read it casually. There are thousands of stories and thousands of people, but not everyone is kind. The... words hurt no less than a knife.

Not everyone who writes dares to call himself a writer, at least I dare not, and at the same time, I don’t want to be influenced by anything. I’m just an ordinary person, I just want to write stories I like, I don’t want to be famous, let alone make money ...

I just want to finish writing this story quietly. Recently, I have been under a lot of pressure. I always dream of being scolded for being too abusive... This is even scarier than dreaming that my husband is looking for a mistress. I sit in front of the computer, thinking It's hard... I always feel that that day is not far away...

Friends who want to watch it for free, I want to tell you, I'm sorry, maybe many people won't watch it again after it's released, so I would like to thank everyone who has given me encouragement here.

Thank you for cheering for me, thank you for voting for me, thank you for giving me five-star praise, and thank you for giving me rewards. Every time I see your encouragement, I am really happy, happier than when I was getting paid , this is my truth...

Important reminder: The following article is more abusive, I dare not say it is the most abusive, and it is definitely not ordinary abuse. Friends with poor psychological endurance, I suggest you stop reading it.
Of course, if you insist on challenging the bottom line of psychological endurance, I can’t stop it. Just don’t scold me when you see some heart-wrenching plots. I’ve already reminded you N times that this is a story of abuse from the beginning to the end. Turning back because the heroine was too miserable, and then scolded me to death, I was really scared... I was afraid in my dreams. Because there were several episodes of continuous abuse, it was really heartbreaking...

If you want to know the ending of the heroine, you can watch the finale at the end of the year. Even if no one applauds for me, I will gracefully call off the curtain. If there is one person watching, I will finish it for this person. If no one watches, I will also It's my attitude to finish it for myself.

Strange friends, maybe our fate ends here, please allow me to express my gratitude for the last time, thank you for your encouragement and support.

Life is not easy, long live understanding... My sincere blessings, in the days to come, I wish you, kind-hearted, to be happy forever... Seek benevolence and benevolence, all gods bless you, thank you!
(End of this chapter)