The man in black was severely injured and fell unconscious on the ground.

Only at this moment did the people who were chasing up take a closer look at Yang Qiao who was sitting on a flaming horse.

"Hey, I almost didn't recognize this appearance." A clear female voice came.

Then she walked from the darkness to the streetlight.

Only then did Yang Qiao realize that the person who came was his sister in this body.

That's right, his own sister, Yang Fu.

From childhood to adulthood, it was Yang Fu who raised him.

As for their parents, they died in the flames of war during the first alien invasion.

That was fifteen years ago.

"Sister, why are you here?" Yang Qiao asked casually.

"I haven't asked you yet, why are you here? If you weren't my younger brother, I would definitely take you back as this man's accomplice." Yang Fu said while kicking the man in black on the ground.

"I'm not testing my precious mount." Yang Qiao patted the flame bone horse under him.

"Have you completed one turn?" Yang Fu looked over with big watery eyes.

"Of course, what are you going to do with this person?" Yang Qiao began to change the subject.

"I'll take care of it, you'd better worry about yourself." Yang Fu picked up the person on the ground with one hand.

Completely looks like a superwoman.

By the way, she is a fourth-rank professional, a martial arts master, and her title is Fist Zhen Shanhe!

At this moment, Yang Qiao remembered how strong this cheap sister's fist was.

"I'll take this man back, you go back first." Yang Fu turned around, with his empty hand, signaling, bye!

"Okay!" Yang Qiao agreed, looking at Yang Fu's leaving back, feeling filled with emotion.

"If I didn't know my sister's age, I would definitely think that she is just a cardamom girl, but I don't know that she is already 28."

Shaking his head, putting aside the thoughts in his heart, Yang Qiao pulled back the fiery bone horse and walked back.

Back home, take a shower and go straight to sleep.

As for whether Yang Fu returned home, he didn't know at all.

The next day, back to school.

Today is the final assessment day of the third year of senior high school, mainly cultural classes.

Only those who are specially recruited will be related to the occupation of the job change.

Step-by-step exams, everything passed smoothly.

until the last class is over.

Going downstairs, I saw a certain Zhang Jun with a blushing face and a thick neck downstairs.

As if arguing with someone, Yang Qiao leaned over to take a look and found that Chen Jiaming and others were facing Zhang Jun.

Although Yang Qiao felt childish for two lives, he still decided to go and have a look.

The main fat guy, Zhang Jun, is one of his own.

As soon as he got closer, he heard Chen Jiaming's arrogant laughter, "Fatty, is the job of Qi Refiner enjoyable?"

"Let you fight against me, hahaha!"

The group of dogs behind Chen Jiaming also laughed.

Zhang Jun stared at a pair of blood red eyes and said, "You arranged that guy?"

Chen Jiaming said, "Me? Of course it's not me, how could it be me?"

"Which eye did you see?"

Zhang Jun can be sure that Chen Jiaming in front of him arranged for him to trick him into buying a Qi Refiner profession at a high price.

"If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for believing that Qi Refiners can become gods." Chen Jiaming smiled sadly, "Let me tell you the truth, Qi Refiners are the most useless professions among all professions."

Zhang Jun's mentality is a bit broken, the most tasteless profession.

At this moment, Yang Qiao patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder, "It's okay, it's a big deal to change jobs after the second job!"

When Chen Jiaming saw Yang Qiao coming, he laughed even more wildly, "Boy, wasn't the beating yesterday not enough?"

While speaking, several of his legs were gearing up, looking like they were about to make a move.

"Why, you still want to fight?" Yang Qiao narrowed his eyes and made a look of contempt, "Just because you crooked melons and split dates are worthy of fighting with me?"

Having reached level 10, coupled with the two magical skills, Yang Qiao is full of confidence.

Chen Jiaming and his dog legs, the only thing to pay attention to is Chen Jiaming himself, he has level 13.

As for the others, the highest level is only level 9, and for those below level 10, no matter how many they have, they won't matter.

Seeing that a fight was about to start, Zhang Jun first released the Houtian Bagua Pan from the side to increase Yang Qiao's defense.

As for the people behind Chen Jiaming, they immediately became furious.

They couldn't figure out why the person who was beaten on the ground yesterday became so tough today.

"A bunch of chickens and dogs!" Yang Qiao spat and said contemptuously.

"What did you say?" Being scolded as a chicken and a dog made these domineering people couldn't bear it anymore.

In particular, one of the burly muscular men came straight to Yang Qiao, raised his hand and used his signature professional skills, bloody battle!

This is a guy who has turned into a berserker, who can perform powerful attacks by consuming blood.

However, Yang Qiao stood there without changing his expression, allowing the opponent to hit him.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, but Yang Qiao didn't feel anything, but it was the strong man.

The whole arm is broken!

"Ouch!" The strong man yelled, fell to the ground, clutched his arms, and was in excruciating pain.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

what happened?

Chen Jiaming and the others were puzzled, what did Yang Qiao do just now?

no!

He just stood there motionless!

On the other hand, the person concerned, Yang Qiao, had a faint look of...enjoyment.

At this moment, not only did he not feel the pain, but he felt as if he had done a trick!

Comfortable!

"Hey, you see, I didn't do anything, he just lay here." Yang Qiao looked at Chen Jiaming with an innocent face, and spread his hands at the same time.

Chen Jiaming's complexion is not good-looking, he is obviously a random target, why did he become more serious today?

He was about to let his men attack together.

The strong man on the ground suddenly shouted, "Young Master Chen, there is something weird, he has something weird."

eccentric?

what's that?

Chen Jiaming frowned, hesitating in his heart.

Just when Chen Jiaming was hesitating and Yang Qiao was about to continue provocative words.

A teacher rushed over and yelled, "You guys, why are you fighting? Didn't you know this is a school?"

This teacher's name is Jia Li, a third-rank professional.

Faced with Teacher Jia's questioning, Yang Qiao spoke first, pointed to the strong man on the ground and said, "Mr. Jia, I was standing still, and he just lay on the ground. It's none of my business."

"If you don't believe me, you can adjust the monitoring."

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