The girl's action stunned the five ancient warriors who broke in, 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 exist.
It's just that they always do things neatly and without leaving any traces.
Moreover, ancient warriors are good at hiding their aura because they have inner strength in their bodies.
It is very likely that in the vegetable market, passing by a butcher who sells meat is an ancient martial artist with profound inner strength. This is not an uncommon thing.
The five ancient warriors were all followers sent by Meng Jingyu.
In the ancient martial arts world, they can only be regarded as the bottom group.
But even so, not to mention ordinary people, even international-level boxers are not opponents at all.
Internal strength can hit objects from a distance.
After Ying Zijin bought this house, he chose the strongest security door on the market.
Bullets are also impenetrable.
However, the ancient warrior just kicked a few times with his inner strength before falling down.
Ying Zijin finished tying her hair, looked at the anti-theft door where the body was already lying, and nodded: "This door, 50,000."
The four words made the five ancient warriors laugh and shook their heads again and again.
They thought that this little girl really had some background to be so calm in front of them.
It seems that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and ignorant people are fearless.
By this time, I was still thinking about money.
No wonder, he came out of a small county town.
"Little girl, don't talk too much." One of the ancient warriors stepped forward, his eyes light and arrogant, "Hand over that tulip, and we don't have to do it."
They have been squatting here for several days, and finally seized an opportunity.
But they kept in mind Meng Jingyu's instructions, and they could only do it if they were sure that Fu Yunshen had left.
Although the five ancient warriors felt that Fu Yunshen was just a dandy with no power to restrain a chicken, it was not worth their attention at all.
May let Meng Jingyu warn again and again, but they still obeyed.
A seventeen-year-old girl, so frightened that she couldn't help crying, brought the Snow Ganoderma to their eyes?
After leaving the ancient martial arts world, these ordinary people have to give them whatever they want.
Fists are the capital.
"Tulip?" Ying Zijin raised his eyes, indifferently, "Isn't it Snow Ganoderma lucidum?"
In a word, the expressions of the five ancient warriors changed.
"So you know." The leading ancient warrior narrowed his eyes slightly, "Could it be that you have studied ancient medicine?"
This snow ganoderma is not the common traditional Chinese medicine with the same name.
Therefore, no matter 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 fifty thousand with you."
The headed ancient warrior's complexion sank: "I don't know good or bad!"
He didn't want to talk nonsense to the girl either, so he went straight forward.
Without extra movement, he just raised his hand and slashed towards the girl's shoulder and neck.
This palm, with internal strength, is still aimed at the position of the lute.
It won't kill people, but it's easy to get a permanent disability.
However, what he didn't expect was that he slashed down with his palm, but the girl did not move at all.
Before he could react, suddenly!
"Boom!"
An extremely powerful internal force suddenly gushed out from the place where he struck.
It actually shook him out directly.
The next second, Ying Zijin took a step forward, raised his hand to grab his collar, and slowly lifted him up. .
Only one left hand was used.
She flipped her wrist suddenly, and instantly knocked the person in her hand to the ground.
At the same time, the inner strength fluctuated again, breaking his two arms.
The other four ancient warriors were shocked.
Ying Zijin didn't even look at the people on the ground, she stepped forward again.
Ten seconds later.
There were four more people who fell on the ground.
Both legs were unharmed, but the upper body was twitching non-stop, as if she had gone epileptic.
And at the dining table.
Ying Zijin sat down, took off the rubber band, and put it on his wrist again.
Her long, soft hair hung over her shoulders, adding a bit of cuteness.
I can't see what she just did at all.
"Youyou're done" The ancient warrior headed by the leader had a swollen face, the broken teeth in his mouth were mixed with blood, and he couldn't speak clearly, "You, offend Mengjia, youyou will definitely 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 and slow, with a certain powerful charm.
"look into my eyes."
The expressions of the five ancient warriors were all restrained, and they raised their heads blankly, as if they were controlled like puppets.
"Forget what happened today." Ying Zijin tapped her fingers on the table, casually, "As for the reason, I think about it myself."
Hearing this sentence, the five ancient warriors all nodded dumbly.
Ying Zijin pressed his temples and said lightly, "Leave the money, and you can leave."
An ancient warrior with an unbroken arm began to dig out his pocket.
After digging for a long time, I took out 128 yuan and 50 cents in cash, and a bank card.
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Ying Zijin picked up the bank card and calculated the balance inside.
Sixty-three thousand five hundred and forty-two dollars and a dime.
She was silent for a while: "You are really poor."
But fortunately, enough to ask someone to change the door.
None of the five ancient warriors answered, and left Wen's house one after another.
Ying Zijin picked up her mobile phone, ordered a security door that she was optimistic about this morning, and made an appointment for the door to be installed.
Her eyelashes drooped, thoughtful.
The rules of the ancient martial arts world are different from those of the outside world.
Can kill each other.
It's just that if she kills these five ancient warriors, it will attract the attention of the ancient martial arts world.
Right now, she doesn't want to have anything to do with the ancient martial arts and ancient medical circles.
Ying Zijin rubbed her head again.
I haven't used hypnosis for a long time, and I have some headaches.
**
In front of the teahouse a few streets away from the community where Wen's family lives.
Meng Jingyu sat on the bamboo and rattan seat outside.
There is a pot of tea and a plate of snacks on the sandalwood table.
The tea mist curled up, but it matched the dark blue Hanfu embroidered cardigan jacket very well.
Meng Jingyu poured a cup of tea and glanced at his watch.
Do the math, the time has come.
It just so happened that a car stopped in front of him.
It was the woman who was driving with her.
The woman got out of the car and cupped her fists at Mengjingyu, a very ancient way of saluting.
Provoking passers-by can't help but look back.
"Sir, the mission failed." She paused before saying, "They were seriously injured and are being treated in the hospital."
"Failure?" Meng Jingyu's eyes turned cold, and her voice was still smiling, "They are all trash? Even an ordinary person can't handle it?"
"They said they met someone from O continent." The woman continued to report, "I'm not an opponent, so I didn't succeed."
"Ozhou" Meng Jingyu frowned slightly, her expression a bit solemn.
He did hear from Mengjia that the lady of the Beiwen family in Ozhou was in Shanghai during this time.
If they do meet, they are indeed not opponents.
Meng Jingyu put down the teacup, and slowly uttered three words: "Return to the imperial capital."
He can't stay here any longer.
Others don't know who Fu Yunshen is, but he knows it.
He witnessed with his own eyes how this man knocked out an ancient warrior with deep inner strength in hand-to-hand combat with one punch after another.
At that time, he was only seventeen years old.
Meng Jingyu's eyes darkened.
No one is willing to confront such a man who doesn't even want his own life.
The woman cupped her fists again: "Yes, sir."
**
Qingzhi Secondary School.
After the ISC start process was announced on the entire network and fully implemented, all the students in the elite class and science experimental class in the three grades of high school were notified by their respective head teachers.
For this competition, it is best to participate in the second year of high school.
You can exercise yourself without affecting the college entrance examination.
Therefore, interested students have signed up for the second-year senior high school elite class and the science experiment class.
There are not many people applying for the science experiment class of the third year of high school. After all, for them, the college entrance examination is the most important thing.
In the elite class of the third year of high school.
"Yuexuan, do you sign up?" The girl at the same table poked Yingyuexuan's shoulder, "If you sign up, I will too. Even if you can't make it to the international finals, it's still a form of exercise."
"There is only one place for the school to go directly to the international competition." Ying Yuexuan held the mobile phone, and the registration interface was displayed on the screen, "I am not eligible to take it, of course I have to register."
The girl nodded: "Oh, there is no way, who made Ying Zijin really good? But Yuexuan, you are not bad, and her perversion does not happen every year."
Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips, but did not respond.
When the girl turned around, she opened the Qingzhi Forum.
The username and password are then entered.
id is a string of numbers and letters.
Under this id, there is only one post.
[Title]: Zhong Zhiwan took advantage of the privilege of the head of the student union to take the words written by Ying Zijin. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)There are not many people applying for the third science experiment class. After all, for them, the college entrance examination is the most important thing.
In the elite class of the third year of high school.
"Yuexuan, do you sign up?" The girl at the same table poked Yingyuexuan's shoulder, "If you sign up, I will too. Even if you can't make it to the international finals, it's still a form of exercise."
"There is only one place for the school to go directly to the international competition." Ying Yuexuan held the mobile phone, and the registration interface was displayed on the screen, "I am not eligible to take it, of course I have to register."
The girl nodded: "Oh, there is no way, who made Ying Zijin really good? But Yuexuan, you are not bad, and her perversion does not happen every year."
Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips, but did not respond.
When the girl turned around, she opened the Qingzhi Forum.
The username and password are then entered.
id is a string of numbers and letters.
Under this id, there is only one post.
[Title]: Zhong Zhiwan took advantage of the privilege of the head of the student union to take the words written by Ying Zijin. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com