Hidden Assassin

There is nothing troublesome in the world, but Jiaming himself is the troublesome one.

The New Year of the Huang family is very cumbersome, but for an unimportant child like Jiaming, it is possible to hide if you want to. What you need to participate in is ancestor worship, New Year's Eve dinner and the next day's New Year's greetings to receive red envelopes. When the child saw him, he looked like he wanted to beat him but didn't dare, it made people resent. It's like a husband who was dumped by his wife. Now that his wife is married, she wants to hit her every time she sees her. But the wife's current husband is more aggressive. This idea can only be hidden in her heart and shown on her face, but she dare not put it into action.

There is no love for this big family. Lingjing called her to the martial arts gym after receiving a few red envelopes on the first day of the new year. After that, she basically spent every day in the martial arts gym. The martial arts hall is called Ye's martial arts hall. In front is the hall for practicing martial arts. There is a courtyard in the middle, and the living room is in the back. In the new year, there are not many people who learn martial arts, except for Ling Jing who dominates the entire small arena every day, and two children who circle around her all day long. Papa Ye often sits at the side of the hall, reading a book, and Jia Ming occasionally goes to the bookshelf to get a book, but Lingjing reprimands him for pretending.

Occasionally, Lingjing would call her into the ring to be a target for her practice. For Jiaming, seeing those flawed boxing techniques and not taking action was a painful thing. Therefore, whenever guests came to pay New Year's greetings, he would go down to help serve tea. Pour water, the guest asked Lao Ye when did you have an extra son, and Ye's father often replied that this is my son, and Ling Jing is just a child bride raised here. Then Lingjing will be depressed for a long time.

Naturally, it is impossible to stay in the martial arts hall all day. Occasionally, Papa Ye takes the four children out to play, and when the flying bamboo and dragonfly set off firecrackers, Jia Ming has to act like a fool who is very interested and cheering. Only this Sometimes, he would hate why the phoenix didn't send himself to the age of eighteen or nineteen.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Liu Huaisha, who was dressed in fiery red, came to visit her teacher according to an appointment.

When I came here, it was around nine o'clock in the morning. On the small arena, Jia Ming was holding two cushions as sandbags for Lingjing. Seeing a child coming in, he first waved to Lingjing. Papa Ye thought it was Lingjing's friend, and greeted him with a smile: "Little friend, are you here to play with Lingjing?"

"Ah, hello, are you Lingjing's father?" Liu Huaisha bowed, took off his snow-covered fiery red boots, looked at the two people on the ring, and twirled his fingers in the air a few times cutely , "No, I'm here... to kick the gym!"

"Ah? The one who kicked the gym?" Ye's father's expression was obviously a little stunned, and then he saw Liu Huaisha pointing at the stage, "I want to compete with him!" The point was not Ye Lingjing, but the silly hand holding the hand guard. Gu Jiaming who stood there stupidly.

As soon as these words came out, several people were a little surprised, Lingjing said: "He, he won't fight." Jia Ming shook his head in agreement.

"No, he is wearing the clothes of your martial arts school, that is, the people of your martial arts school. When he was bullied yesterday, he asked girls to protect him. I want to come to learn, but if I learn it, I can't even compare with girls. Then what am I going to learn?"

"Well, well, learning martial arts is for strengthening your body, not for fighting..." Papa Ye stroked his beard and said, looking at Jiaming on the observation platform, he changed his words: "Well, but the matter is related to our martial arts school The honor, Jiaming, you just compete with this little girl."

"Ah?" Jia Ming opened his mouth. This Ye Han obviously wanted to see his jokes, so he continued: "Well, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose. The important thing is that you have the courage. Our martial arts school can't do that." Let people see the joke."

Ye Lingjing frowned, turned around and said, "Okay, Jiaming, you can just compete with Sister Huaisha once, anyway... I'll secretly tell her to be gentle."

"Uh...then how should I fight?"

"You just...you just run away as hard as you can."

"Oh." Jiaming smiled helplessly in his heart. If you run away, you run away. It's a good strategy. You can play as long as you want, and you won't be afraid of you, a little girl.

A moment later, Ling Jing got off the ring and said something secretly to Liu Huaisha. The little girl in red nodded, but when she got on the ring, she said softly: "I hate boys who ask girls for help the most." Yes, you wait!"

The two saluted each other, and when Ye Han knocked on the small bell next to him and called out "Start", the girl in red yelled and punched her. She swung her fist in a decent way, and with that yell, she really had extraordinary momentum. However, this punch was thrown in the air, because at the same time Papa Ye shouted, Jia Ming had already shouted "Help", turned his head and ran away.

This arena is slightly smaller than ordinary boxing rings. Although it is still big enough for children, it should be very simple to intercept a person within the range. Seeing the boy just shouting "Help" and running around the ring, Liu Huaisha felt contemptuous, because his father said that a real man should face any challenge without fear. See how far you can run, she thought in her heart, and rushed up.

After a while, she realized that the boy was indeed running like a loach, running, jumping, rolling, and accelerated by the elastic force of the ring rope. Every time he passed by her, he chased her in the arena for about five minutes, but he didn't even grab the hem of his clothes.

"Don't run..."

"Help..."

"Watch me catch you..."

"Help..."

"If you run away again, I will kill you..."

"Help..."

After a while, the chasing scene on the stage turned into a farce in the eyes of others, and the shouts of Ling Jing from the audience gradually changed from "Jiaming, run..." to "Jiaming, run, sister Huaisha, come on!" !" Ye Han held his stomach and laughed, which made Liu Huaisha feel more and more embarrassing.

"Stop running!"

"Help..."

"I'm not coming!"

Panting after chasing, Xiao Huaisha finally couldn't help shouting to stop. As soon as these words came out, Jia Ming's body stopped immediately, and he leaned against the pillar beside him and gasped softly: "Really?"

"You know how to run."

"Then we are tied? I didn't beat you and you didn't win me?"

The girl in red gasped loudly, and cast a slanted glance at Jia Ming, who approached with a smile. All of a sudden, the little girl yelled, and rushed over with bared teeth and claws: "I'm going to kill you!"

Jia Ming stepped back abruptly, avoiding the kick, raised his hands to protect his head, and lowered his body at the same time. Being forced into a corner at this moment, it is not so easy to escape flexibly in a haste. Xiao Huaisha's second punch hit Jia Ming's arm fiercely, she was overjoyed, and another punch came out one after another, but this time, they missed again.

It wasn't that Jia Ming escaped, but that he had already turned into a half-squatting position. The punch missed, and his body rushed forward involuntarily. Just as Jia Ming was about to rush forward, he hugged her waist, The little girl's body immediately flew up.

With a "bang", the little girl fell heavily to the ground, and Jia Ming jumped on her body, about to punch her. If it is a professional-level fighter, such a move will definitely be regarded as an exceptionally good performance, but at this moment, in Ye Han's eyes, it is naturally just Xiao Jiaming's good luck. Seeing Jiaming's eyes at that moment, Xiao Huaisha cried out involuntarily, turned her head away, and closed her eyes tightly, but in the next moment, she realized that Jiaming was just holding her two hands tightly. .

"let me go!"

"Don't let go!"

"open!"

"You will hit me!"

"ah--"

On the ring, the little girl who was pressed down struggled desperately with her teeth and claws open, screaming continuously, and even wanted to open her mouth to bite someone, but no matter what, Jia Ming just held her hands tightly, No matter how much she yelled, she would never let go.

"Ah—I'm going to kill you—"

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