It's so hard, I'm dressed like a group favorite in the 1960s

Just as Inoue Fukuichi was still immersed in pain, rubbing his chest with his hands, a figure rushed over like lightning and appeared in front of him in an instant.

Everyone looked closely and saw that it was Jiang Junjun! Her speed was so astonishing that everyone present could only see a faint shadow passing through the air.

Time seemed to stand still, and no one could tell exactly how much time had passed.

Finally, when everything became clear again, Murong Chen, Murong Qing, Shen Xin, Jing Xin and Fang Yanjin outside the yard were surprised to find that Inoue Fukuichi had fallen to the ground, his body in an extremely twisted posture, and he had completely lost the ability to fight back.

Shen Xin was shocked when she saw this scene. She clearly realized that Inoue Fukuichi's limbs might have been broken by Jiang Junjun. However, what was unexpected was that Shen Xin had the audacity to ask, "Why are you so cruel?"

Hearing this, Jiang Junjun sneered and responded: "Oh, if you think it's not cruel enough, you can keep trying.

Don't you have any idea of the crimes you have committed? How dare you question me here?

Not to mention other things, just the incident of my mother's mysterious disappearance twenty years ago, what I did today is not even a heavy blow.

I'm not the kind of coward who won't take revenge... As for the mysterious organization behind you, we'll slowly settle accounts with them after we finish this battle!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Junjun attacked again, aiming directly at Shen Xin.

Shen Xin's reaction was also quite quick. She pushed Jing Xin away without hesitation, as if she was afraid of accidentally hurting her innocent daughter.

Inoue Fukuichi was lying on the cold ground, with his eyes wide open, his hands stretched out in horror, his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to shout at the top of his lungs to stop what was happening before his eyes, but he could only make these useless movements in vain.

Because at this moment, not only was his jaw removed by Jiang Junjun, but his arms also suffered the same treatment, making it impossible for him to make a single sound.

Jing Xin, who was standing aside, tightly hugged Inoue Fukuichi who was lying on the ground. Her originally gentle eyes instantly became full of hatred and anger. She stared straight at Jiang Junjun who was fighting fiercely with Shen Xin, as well as the brothers Murong Chen and Murong Qing who were standing not far away and watching coldly without stopping them.

However, Jing Xin never thought about whether her hateful look was the same as how Murong Chen and Murong Qing looked at them deep down in their hearts!

"I've heard that Ms. Shen Xin is very skilled, but I didn't expect her to be so ruthless, even more so than Inoue Fukuichi.

What a pity, the opponent you met today is me, Jiang Junjun!" Jiang Junjun thought to himself as he exchanged blows with Shen Xin.

After just a few rounds of confrontation, she keenly realized that all the moves Shen Xin used were lethal. Such fierce and brutal methods were obviously acquired through special and rigorous training.

It seems that the training received by Inoue Fukuichi and Shen Xin is different.

"Hmph! In that case, let's see who will have the last laugh today. It's still unknown who will be the winner!" Shen Xin snorted coldly, and the speed of his moves became faster and faster, and his figure was as erratic as a ghost.

Suddenly, she flicked her wrist and pulled out a small, exquisite dagger from nowhere. With a flash of cold light, she stabbed Jiang Junjun without hesitation. In an instant, the battle between the two escalated again, and the flashing of swords and sabers was dazzling.

"It feels so good! It's so satisfying!" Jiang Junjun became more and more courageous as the battle went on. She was in a state of extreme excitement and her attack speed became faster and faster.

Surprisingly, Jiang Junjun had suddenly acquired a JC weapon. Each of her strikes landed precisely on Shen Xin, yet she deftly controlled the force, leaving only mild, non-fatal marks.

This style of play was like a cunning cat teasing a poor mouse. Shen Xin was extremely angry and felt a bit overwhelmed.

"Hmph, these insignificant scars are nothing compared to the pain you once inflicted on us!

And my uncle Murong Qing, although I no longer harbor hatred towards you and do not hold any expectations of you, the hurt and pain I suffered in the past are memories that can never be erased.

So, no matter what the reason is, you, Shen Xin, are extremely incompetent as a mother!

Indeed, I want to thank you for giving him life in the Murong family, but that's just a polite remark, don't take it seriously! "Look at Jiang Junjun's mouth, it's like a machine gun, chattering endlessly.

Seeing this, Murong Qing couldn't help but cough twice in embarrassment. After all, although he was one of the parties involved in this matter, facing such a situation, he was really helpless. After all, who told Shen Xin and the others to always be so self-righteous and arrogant?

Looking at the hatred in Jingxin's eyes, like two sharp daggers piercing people's hearts, it was enough to know how correct their decision was. Indeed, there are always some people in this world who do not deserve mercy and forgiveness from others no matter what.

Not long after, Shen Xin fell to the ground like a withered flower.

She looked normal, but she was unable to move. Anyone who saw her would know that she had obviously suffered a serious injury.

I think if Jiang Junjun had not taken into consideration that this girl still had some beauty and deliberately gave Shen Xin some face, her pretty face would probably be covered with several bruises and red fist marks like Inoue Fuku.

"Jiang Junjun, you are truly ruthless and cruel to the extreme! My parents have been constantly thinking about how to avoid that terrifying organization over the years, and have never done a single thing for them.

It's okay for you to fight with others, but how can you treat them like this? " Jing Xin's eyes were wide open, staring intently at Inoue Fuyi and Shen Xin lying on the ground, and then he turned his head abruptly and roared at Jiang Junjun at the top of his lungs.

Jiang Junjun, on the other hand, stood steady, as if she hadn't even experienced a fierce battle. Her expression remained unchanged, not a blush on her face, nor was she panting. She folded her arms leisurely and gazed into the well with a calm expression, as if nothing she saw had anything to do with her.