When Cheng Yayan heard Jiang Mujin's words, she sneered, "Jiang Mujin, what else do you do besides talking big?"

Jiang Mujin raised her eyebrows, "Then you can see if what I'm talking about is a big deal."

Cheng Yayan took a step back, waved her hand directly at them, and said, "Get me, beat me to death."

Cheng Yayan was not afraid at all. The underworld was already chaotic enough. Even if Jiang Mujin was beaten to death, who would dare to say anything?

It is true that the Jiang family is a big family, but she has checked it very clearly recently. The Jiang family is far less brilliant than before. Even if Jiang Mujin dies at the hands of the gangsters, what can the Jiang family do? They can only break their teeth and swallow them. Can they still dare to seek revenge on them?

Jiang Mujin curled a sneer on the corner of her lips, and looked at the group of people holding a knife in their hands and pounced on them with no chance. Jiang Mujin stood there and did not move, but picked up a wooden stick from the side. When the first person rushed up, Jiang Mujin waved the wooden stick in his hand and directly hit his forehead.

The man suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the side with a shaking body. Seeing this, the men all rushed up. Jiang Mujin was not going to kill anyone, but since these people wanted to die, she would not be polite.

The wooden stick in her hand was like dancing, knocking hard on the head of every gangster boy who rushed up. They had no skills in fighting, they all used brute force, and they rushed up and chopped them up randomly.

Jiang Mujin's physical fitness is no longer as weak as before. With her persistent exercise every day, her body is like a spirit cat. She doesn't hit those people anywhere else, just striking them directly at their heads. There are the most nerves on their heads, which is enough for them to suffer.

Cheng Yayan widened her eyes there, watching the twenty-somethings she called fell down one by one, and they didn't even move in Jiang Mujin's body. She immediately retreated in horror, but she went to the alley first, and Jiang Mujin was standing at the entrance of the alley at this time, and she walked towards Cheng Yayan step by step.

Cheng Yayan felt at this moment like Jiang Mujin was the god of death walking on the corpse. The twenty or so little brothers all fell to the ground and wailed. It was obvious that Jiang Mujin was hit hard, and there was a trace of blood on the wooden stick in her hand.

"Jiang...Jiang Mujin...you...you don't...can't hit me..." Cheng Yayan retreated repeatedly, after taking a few steps, she fell to the ground.

Jiang Mujin glanced at her coldly, and suddenly waved the stick in her hand.

Cheng Yayan closed her eyes in fear, but the stick in Jiang Mujin's hand suddenly stopped when there were only two finger gaps left between Cheng Yayan's neck.

Cheng Yayan didn't feel the pain for a long time, and slowly opened her eyes, and her body kept trembling. She glanced at the neck beside her neck and breathed a sigh of relief. Jiang Mujin didn't have the courage to kill her.

However……

Just when she was relieved, the wooden stick in Jiang Mujin's hand suddenly pressed onto her skin.

"You...you..."

Jiang Mujin slowly squatted down beside her, holding her chin with one hand as if she was admiring Cheng Yayan's fear at this moment. She reached out and patted Cheng Yayan's face and asked, "What did you just say? Let them beat me to death?"
Chapter completed!