Wen Xinlan held the injury report in his hand and wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Multiple soft tissue injuries, muscle injuries, large bruises, bruises, and swellings are recommended, and hospitalization is recommended.

Looking at the doctor's assertion, Wen Xinlan thought of Jiang Ming's punch after punch, which was extremely despicable and shameless, and continued to hit violently. She watched from the audience, thinking that Akio Nitta would be scrapped, but it turned out to be just a flesh wound, could it be that guy just beating people for the sake of beating people?

Then he's really bad enough, and Akio Nitta still doesn't dare to see people.

Wen Xinlan put down the diagnosis report, listened to the roar of Akio Nitta in the next room, and called his boss, "Hey, Team Wang, do you know where I am now?"

Wang Tiejun was frowning with a piece of information, and when he received her call, he said strangely, "Didn't you teach you to follow that Japanese idiot, where can you go? Could it be that idiot in trouble?"

"I'm in the hospital right now. Wen Xinlan smiled and said, "Team Wang, your guess is quite accurate, this Japanese 'guest' is indeed in trouble." ”

Wang Tiejun hurriedly said, "Who did he injure? Did you stop these little devils, it won't be good for them to come to us." ”

"I didn't have time to stop ......"

"What! How do you usually train! Tell me, what a disaster that idiot has done. ”

Wen Xinlan looked through the glass on the hospital door and looked at the mummy-like Akio Nitta in the bread, "It's a big disaster, the doctor is very busy." ”

She didn't lie, because Akio Nitta had a special status, and four or five doctors surrounded him to apply medicine.

"Shhh

"So far......" Wen Xinlan deliberately hung up his boss's appetite, "Well, it's just one person." ”

"What? Just one person?" Wang Tiejun was stunned for a moment, "What you said is so evil, why did you hurt a person? Who did he hurt? How badly did the injury be?"

Wen Xinlan felt that it was almost the same, and he didn't plan to tease him, so he said, "He injured himself, he looked quite miserable, but he was actually quite good." ”

"Poof!" Wang Tiejun laughed suddenly, "You dead girl, make fun of me again." Since this fool was injured, why didn't you tell me earlier, it worries me. By the way, although that fool has a bad head, how can his kung fu be comparable to the level of our second-class middle warriors, who else can hurt him in Minghai besides us?"

"Have you forgotten that kid?"

"Is that kid in the violent terrorist incident?" Wang Tiejun's voice was obviously excited, "This kid can still surprise people from time to time, haha, why did that fool in Xintian provoke him? No, you said that he beat Xintian, isn't it that our original judgment was wrong? I thought he was only at the level of a C-class warrior, it turned out that this kid had surpassed the second-class middle, could he be equivalent to the second-class superior, or ......?"

Speaking of this, he couldn't get so excited that he couldn't say the word "first-class" at all, because he felt that it was too unbelievable, but he vaguely expected Jiang Ming to be first-class.

He said incoherently, "Didn't I teach you to talk to him last time, why is there no follow-up?" Xinlan, you use snacks, I don't care what method you use, in short, it's still the same sentence, this kid, I'm going to decide. It's really not good, you just use beauty tricks, and you have to ...... Damn, the little girl dared to hang up on me. ”

Even if he was hung up by his subordinates, Wang Tiejun looked helpless. He picked up the information on the table again, puzzled.

This time, Kenichi Ikeda, the No. 2 leader of the Japanese Black Dragon Society, personally went out and brought more than a dozen good players from all major schools in Japan, so he came to Minghai to participate in the auction?

Is there something of special value that they look up to, and we don't notice it?

He picked up the catalogue of lots to participate in this international auction again, and he couldn't see anything worthy of such a big force from the Black Dragon Society.

What would it be? Or was it a façade for them to go to the auction?

Wang Tiejun fell into deep thought.

Wen Xinlan hung up the phone from her boss, but she had a headache, to be honest, a person like Jiang Ming was very happy to recruit into their team.

But when she thought of him being so close to Gao Jie that day, she was a little hesitant.

Alas, sad, she really doesn't want to have any more conflicts with Gao Jie.

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After watching the video of Jiang Ming fighting in the karate club, Zhao Yunchu frowned, and his face was surprised, as if he had discovered something incredible.

When did this waste become so able to fight?

At this time, the picturesque Murong Lanxin walked over, no matter when, she was like a fairy.

She asked softly, "Chu, what are you looking at, you are so engrossed?"

Zhao Yunchu smiled and said, "Heart, it's a video about Jiang Ming." A friend just sent it, do you want to take a look, it's very surprising. ”

Murong Lan's heart frowned slightly, "At the beginning, I wasn't interested in reading anything about him. ”

Zhao Yunchu put away his phone, "Okay, if you don't look at it, then don't look at it." ”

Seeing Murong Lan smile in his heart, he also smiled at each other.

The reason why they call each other this way is because they have these two words in their names, and the other is to remind themselves all the time, "Don't forget your original intention, you have to always." ”

Murong Jianxin looked at them from a distance, with a affectionate appearance, and couldn't help but stop, she felt that even if she told her sister everything she saw in the karate club, I am afraid she would not be able to change anything.

There are some things that she can't change after all.

It's just that she suddenly saw Zhao Yunchu answer a phone call, and then her face changed greatly, and she said a few words to her sister before leaving in a hurry.

Since I met Zhao Yunchu, I have never seen him lose his temper like this. It turns out that he is also human, and he also has all the expressions and characteristics of human beings.

After Murong Jianxin left, he approached his sister and asked, "Why did he leave?"

Murong Lan said lightly, "It seems that something has happened." ”

Murong Jianxin was surprised by his sister's indifference, "Aren't you worried about him?"

Murong Lanxin smiled slightly, "I'm very relieved, with him, there won't be anything that can't be solved." ”

Seeing confidence and happiness on her sister's face, Murong Jianxin didn't plan to say it in the first place, let alone say it.

Something, it seems, is already predestined.

Their sisters would never have thought that the phone call Zhao Yunchu received was only one sentence, "The third junior is dead." ”

Zhao Yunchu couldn't help but panic, the third junior high school was the best kung fu among his guards. It is also the person who has the best chance to break through to the first class and enter the innate class.

A first-class master, he doesn't care. A first-class master who can almost certainly enter the innate world, let alone him, even the entire Huaxia, no one can not care.

He can't afford such a loss.

Soon he found out what happened, it was the hand of the people at the No. 2 grocery store.

He was furious, he had already compensated 100 million in liquidated damages, and these people still wanted to attack his people.

He was helpless, because his current ability was not enough to deal with the No. 2 grocery store.

The first time something was out of his control, and the first time he was slapped in the face so hard, he was very uncomfortable and a little at a loss.

It turned out that he was not a god.

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When Zhao Yunchu had a headache, Jiang Ming took Shen Shuangqin's hand and returned home with a smile.

As soon as I arrived in the living room, I heard a soft and beautiful voice say, "Yo, Jiang Dashao's grades are good, it seems that he has already learned one hundred and eight tricks of picking up girls and put them into practice." ”

Jiang Ming hurriedly looked over, and saw the elegant and intellectual teacher Fengqin Yafeng, standing at the top of the stairs with his hands and arms on his face with a strange smile.

Jiang Ming hurriedly pulled Shen Shuangqin over and smiled at her, "Are you back?"

"It's back. ”

Teacher Feng's style is still the same, there is resentment in his eyes, and there is a trace of imperceptible distress.