The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

After junior high school, the children left the school one after another with their schoolbags on their backs. There were few people at the gate, but Kang Boqian never came out.

Jiang Wanjing got impatient and got out of the car to go in and look for it.

As a result, when I passed by the alley, I saw four or five short children surrounding a shorter and thinner boy against the wall.

One of the kids, who had several tufts of yellow hair on his head, threatened in a duck-like voice that was being changed by a voice changer: "Do you think I'm so easy to fool? If you hadn't complained, would the head teacher have come to me? You are kidding me."

The child who was surrounded cried in fear: "It really wasn't me. I didn't collect the homework today, so I didn't go to the teacher's office."

Another little boy arrogantly scolded: "Bullshit, the last time our brother Qian smoked, it was you who reported him, causing him to be punished by the school to read a self-reflection. Even if it wasn't you this time, we will beat you up too..."

As the boy spoke, he kicked the child who was squatting on the ground.

The child shrank into a ball in fear: "Don't hit me. The bruises from the last time you hit me haven't healed yet. When my mother asked me about it, I didn't know how to answer."

The boy who beat him pulled the child's hair and slapped him on the head: "How you answer is your business, but if your mother comes to the school to find our brother Qian, we brothers will beat you up every time we see you in the future..."

Could Jiang Wanjing still tolerate this scene?

He is so young and has not learned his lesson yet, he has even learned to bully others.

He immediately stepped forward and shouted, "What are you guys doing?"

Four or five of the surrounding children turned around at the same time.

Jiang Wanjing saw at a glance that the kid with disgusting yellow hair in the crowd was Kang Baiqian, whom he was going to pick up today.

Brother Qian? It turned out to be him!

His eyes flashed, and Kang Boqian saw it and was obviously frightened, his eyes unconsciously widened.

But the younger brother beside him was not afraid of Jiang Wanjing who had a serious face. He pinched his waist and said, "Who are you? Do you want to bully us by relying on your age? Let me tell you, our boss, Brother Qian, is a well-known member of the Kang family in Beijing. His mother is a member of the Jiang family who is very powerful in the military and political systems. We will deal with you..."

"Shut up!" Kang Boqian pushed the boy nervously.

The child staggered two steps, fell against the wall, turned back and looked at Kang Boqian in disbelief: "Boss..."

"Boss? Just you?"

Jiang Wanjing walked in front of Kang Baiqian. With a height of 187cm, he already had a strong sense of oppression in front of Kang Baiqian, who was just meters tall. Coupled with his own pressure, Kang Baiqian suddenly lowered his head and called out obediently, "Cousin."

Hearing this name, the children around were silent and dared not speak.

This is a relative of the old family.

But just when they were thinking that since they were family, everything should be fine, Jiang Wanjing raised his hand and slapped Kang Boqian.

Kang Boqian was hit and staggered, then fell to the ground.

Jiang Wanjing didn't say anything else. He walked over, grabbed the yellow hair on the top of his head, lifted him up, raised his foot to his hips, and kicked him to the ground again.

"You are so courageous. You are using the reputation of the Kang and Jiang families to throw dirty water on them."

Kang Boqian fell to the ground after being beaten. His head was buzzing and his butt was hurting. He said aggrievedly, "Cousin, I was wrong."

"Really? Tell me what's wrong. I want to hear if you're right."

"I shouldn't have used the reputation of the Kang and Jiang families to cause trouble."

Jiang Wanjing raised his hand and slapped him again: "You haven't said enough, keep talking!"

Kang Boqian pouted: "I shouldn't have brought people out to bully my classmates."

Jiang Wanjing sneered: "It seems that you know that your current behavior is wrong, but you still dare to do it. You are quite courageous."

"I'm not……"

Jiang Wanjing raised his foot and kicked him again, kicking him three or four meters away from where he was.

The children were so scared that they stood against the wall obediently, like quails, and no one dared to speak.

Kang Boqian was in so much pain: "Cousin, stop hitting me. It hurts so much."

"Does it hurt when others get beaten, huh?"

"I really know I was wrong, and I won't do that again."

"No, you are far from realizing it. What else you did wrong? Keep telling me."

Kang Boqian: ...

Is there anything else?

what else?

Seeing his confused look, Jiang Wanjing grabbed his schoolbag, opened it, and actually found a cigarette box inside.

He smashed the cigarette box on Kang Boqian's face and kicked the man who had just barely stood up to the ground: "Do your parents and your uncle know that you are smoking?"

Kang Boqian's face turned black: "I was wrong, cousin, don't tell them this, my uncle can skin me alive."

"Your uncle will never have the chance to peel off your skin because I am going to peel it off!" He said and kicked the other man twice.

He was beating people up almost every time he spoke.

Kang Boqian had been beaten before in his life, but this was definitely the worst beating he had ever received.

If his uncle beat him, he would at least feel bad afterwards, but his cousin...he beat him to death.

Moreover, he knew very well how much the elders in the family liked his cousin. If this matter were to get back home, he would be the one who would be in trouble.

"Cousin, I really know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. I promise."

Jiang Wanjing didn't respond, but grabbed the hair on his head and said, "Who allowed you to dye your hair yellow? It looks very handsome, right? Is your father going to ignore you?"

"My parents don't know because I haven't been home these few days. I've been staying at my uncle's house. My uncle went abroad and won't be back until tomorrow. I was thinking of getting my hair done tonight..."

Unexpectedly, I was caught by my scariest cousin.

"What a coincidence! Your uncle came home early today, so your mother asked me to pick you up and take you home."

Kang Boqian's face turned black. No wonder his cousin showed up here today and caught him.

Jiang Wanjing walked up to the little boy who was beaten and helped him up from the ground: "Who hit you just now? I'll take charge of it for you. Hit him back."

The boy looked at several male classmates in fear and didn't dare to move.

Jiang Wanjing said calmly: "It doesn't matter. Whoever dares to fight back today can try!"

The boy shook his head: "I can't hit people. It's wrong to hit people."

What a good kid.

Jiang Wanjing thought about it, tore a piece of paper from Kang Boqian's bag, wrote a mobile phone number on it, handed it to the child, and took out a hundred yuan to give to him.

"Take this money. I'll hire you to help me supervise Kang Boqian in school. If he dares to do anything that violates school rules and regulations in the future, or if he dares to say something unpleasant to you again, just make this call and I'll take care of him."

When the little boy saw Kang Boqian being beaten by the older brother and couldn't even stand, he hesitated for a moment and took the money.

"What if... these people bully me?" he said, pointing at the people shaking like sieves against the wall.

Jiang Wanjing looked at them and said, "Then you can order Kang Baiqian to beat them up. If Kang Baiqian doesn't do anything, you can come to me. If they make a mistake, it's Kang Baiqian's fault. I'll still be the one to deal with him!"