She moves unhurriedly and is very leisurely.

It's like going out for a run.

The girl's action made the five ancient warriors who broke in stunned, unable to understand what she was going to do.

Ancient warriors rarely appear in the public eye, but that doesn't mean they don't.

It's just that they have always done things neatly and crisply, leaving no traces.

Moreover, the ancient warriors are good at hiding their breath because they have internal strength in their bodies.

It is very likely that there is an uncle who sells meat in the vegetable market, and he is an ancient warrior with high internal strength, which is not unprecedented.

The five ancient warriors are all retinues sent by Mengjingyu.

In the ancient martial arts world, it can only be regarded as the lowest batch.

But even so, not to mention ordinary people, even if it is an international-level boxer, he is not an opponent at all.

Internal strength can be used to hit objects in the air.

After Ying Zijin bought this house, the security door he chose was the strongest one on the market.

Bullets, too, are impenetrable.

But the ancient warrior only used his internal strength to kick a few times, and then fell.

Ying Zijin finished tying his hair, looked at the anti-theft door that was already lying on the corpse, and bowed his head: "This door, 50,000." ”

Four words made the five ancient warriors laugh and shake their heads again and again.

They thought that this little girl really had some origins and could be so calm in front of them.

It seems that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and the ignorant are fearless.

At this time, I was still thinking about money.

No wonder, it came out of a small county town.

"Little girl, don't say much." One of the ancient warriors stepped forward, his eyes faint, and his arrogance was full of arrogance, "Hand over that tulip, we can do nothing." ”

They had been squatting here for days before they finally seized an opportunity.

But they kept in mind Mengjingyu's instructions, and they couldn't do it unless they were sure that Fu Yunshen had left.

Although the five ancient martial artists felt that Fu Yunshen was a powerless man, he was not worth their attention at all.

may have made Mengjingyu warn again and again, but they still obeyed the order.

A seventeen-year-old girl, frightened and crying, held the snow lingzhi to them in front of her?

Out of the ancient martial arts realm, what they want, these ordinary people have to give them.

The fist is the capital.

"Tulips?" Ying Zijin raised his eyes, faintly, "It's not Snow Lingzhi?" ”

In a word, the expressions of the five ancient warriors changed.

"So you know." The Gu Warrior's eyes narrowed slightly, "Could it be that you have studied ancient medicine?" ”

This snow lingzhi is not an ordinary Chinese medicine with the same name.

So whether it is Western medicine or Chinese medicine, it is impossible to know.

Ying Zijin didn't answer this question, she just nodded slightly: "I hope you have 50,000 on you." ”

The face of the ancient warrior led by him sank: "I don't know what to do!" ”

He didn't want to talk nonsense with the girl, so he stepped forward directly.

There was no extra movement, so he directly raised his hand and slashed towards the girl's shoulder and neck.

This palm, with internal strength, is aimed at the position of the pipa bone.

It won't kill someone, but it's easy to end up with a lifelong disability.

However, what he didn't expect was that his palm was split, but the girl did not move.

Before he could react, suddenly!

"Bang!"

An extremely powerful internal force suddenly poured out from the place where he had chopped.

It shook him out directly.

In the next second, Ying Zijin stepped forward, raised his hand and grabbed his collar, and slowly lifted him up.

I only used one left hand.

Her wrist bone flipped violently, and the person in her hand was knocked to the ground in an instant.

At the same time, the internal energy fluctuated again, breaking both of his arms.

The other four ancient warriors were shocked.

Ying Zijin didn't even look at the people on the ground, and she stepped forward again.

Ten seconds later.

Four more fell to the ground.

His legs were unharmed, and his upper body was twitching, as if he had gone crazy.

And at the dining table.

Ying Zijin sat down, took off the rubber band again, and put it on his wrist again.

Her long soft hair was draped over her shoulders, adding a bit of well-behavedness.

I couldn't tell what she had just done.

"You...... You're done......" The face of the ancient warrior led by him was swollen, the broken teeth in his mouth were mixed with blood, and he couldn't spit out his words clearly, "De, offend the dreamer, you...... You will surely die! ”

Hearing this, Ying Zijin turned his head.

She seemed to be thinking about something.

After a few seconds, he spoke.

The voice is low, with some powerful demagogic power.

"Look me in the eye."

The expressions of the five ancient warriors were all in one place, and they raised their heads blankly, as if they were puppets, as if they were controlled.

"Forget what happened today." Ying Zijin's fingers tapped on the table, nonchalantly, "As for the reason, think for yourself." ”

Hearing this, the five ancient warriors all nodded their heads.

Ying Zijin pressed his temples and said lightly: "Leave the money, people can roll." ”

An ancient warrior with an unbroken arm began to dig into his pocket.

After digging for a long time, I took out one hundred and twenty-eight yuan and five cents in cash, and a bank card.

“……”

Ying Zijin pinched the bank card and calculated the balance inside.

Sixty-three thousand five hundred and forty-two pieces a dime.

She was silent for a moment: "You are really poor. ”

But it's okay, enough to ask someone to change the door.

The five ancient warriors did not answer, and left the Wen family one by one.

Ying Zijin picked up her mobile phone, ordered an anti-theft door that she was optimistic about this morning, and made an appointment for the door installation.

Her eyelashes drooped, thoughtful.

The rules of the ancient martial arts world are different from the outside world.

It is possible to kill each other.

It's just that if she kills these five ancient martial artists, it will attract the attention of the ancient martial arts world.

Now, she doesn't want to have anything to do with the ancient martial arts world and the ancient medicine world.

Ying Zijin rubbed his head again.

I haven't used hypnotism for a long time, and I have a headache.

**

In front of a teahouse a few streets away from the Wen family's neighborhood.

Mengjingyu sat outside on a bamboo and rattan seat.

On the sandalwood table was a pot of tea and a plate of snacks.

The tea mist curls, but it matches the dark blue Hanfu embroidered cardigan jacket very well.

Meng Jingyu poured a cup of tea and glanced at his watch.

Do the math, it's time too.

It also happened that a car stopped in front of him.

It was the woman who was driving the car.

The woman got out of the car and hugged her fist at Meng Jingyu, a very ancient way of saluting.

It provoked passers-by to look back.

"Sir, the mission has failed." She paused before saying, "They are seriously injured and are being treated in the hospital." ”

"Failure?" Meng Jingyu's eyes were cold, and his voice was still smiling, "It's all waste? Even an ordinary person can't deal with it? ”

"They said they had met someone from the Ozhou side." The woman then reported, "It's not an adversary, so it didn't work." ”

"Ozhou ......" Mengjingyu twisted his eyebrows slightly, and his expression was a little solemn.

He did hear from the Dream Family that the young lady of the Ozhou Beiwen family was in Shanghai during this time.

If it really happens, it's really not an opponent.

Meng Jingyu put down the teacup and slowly spit out three words: "Return to the imperial capital." ”

He couldn't stay here any longer.

Others don't know who Fu Yunshen is, but he knows it.

He saw with his own eyes how this man punched one punch after another, and in hand-to-hand combat, he knocked out an ancient martial artist with deep internal strength.

At that time, he was only seventeen years old.

Dream Jingyu's eyes darkened.

No one wants to be confronted by such a man who doesn't even want his own life.

The woman clenched her fists again: "Yes, sir." ”

**

Qingzhi Middle School.

After the ISC opening process was announced on the whole network and thoroughly implemented, all the students in the talent class and science experimental class of the three grades of high school were notified by their respective class teachers.

This competition is best attended by the sophomore in high school.

It can not only exercise yourself, but also will not affect the college entrance examination.

Therefore, interested students have signed up for the sophomore elite class and the science experimental class.

There are not many people who report to the science experimental class in the third year of high school, after all, for them, the college entrance examination is the most important.

In the senior high school elite class.

"Yuexuan, have you signed up?" The girl at the same table poked Ying Yuexuan's shoulder, "If you report, I will report too, even if you can't enter the international finals, it's a kind of exercise." ”

"There is only one place for the school to go directly to the international competition." Ying Yuexuan held her mobile phone, and the screen was the registration interface, "I'm not qualified to take it, of course I have to sign up." ”

The girl nodded: "Alas, there is no way, who made Ying Zijin really powerful?" But Yuexuan, you're not bad, her kind of pervert doesn't happen every year. ”

Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips and didn't respond.

When the girl turned around, she opened the Qingzhi forum.

A username and password were then entered.

An ID is a string of numbers and a parent.

Under this ID, there is only one post.

[Title]: Zhong Zhiwan took advantage of the privilege of the student union minister to take the handwriting written by Ying Zijin.

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