Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

In midsummer, Qin Qing, who was overtired, caught a cold after turning on the air conditioner in the car, and it happened to be the time when Feng Yan went home to visit, so the original work and study were doomed to waste.

"I don't want the company and the casino to go bankrupt tomorrow, so I will recuperate at home."

A certain domineering young master Feng issued an order, which completely put an end to Qin Qing's thoughts of stepping out of the gate.

It was a rare morning when she was free to have a good breakfast. The sun was shining brightly. She looked at the blooming flowers in the garden and planned to get some flowers outside the house later.

The usual elegant activities of these celebrities are also a must-have course. After years of training, they have formed a habit.

As soon as the thought came to him, Major General Feng on the other side quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and announced with a blank expression: "We will gather in the garden in half an hour."

Um? Qin Qing was startled, turned around to ask questions, but saw that the person had already got up and walked a long distance away, looking at the meticulously upright back, it didn't look like he was going to enjoy flowers with her in the garden, right?

When Aunt Mei heard this, she sighed with a smile on her face, "It's good to have Ms. Qin here, even the evil spirit that the young master just got off the battlefield has gone, so I don't have to panic anymore."

"Bad air?" Qin Qing looked up in confusion.

Aware of her doubts, Aunt Mei nodded, and explained with a somewhat mysterious expression: "Young Master's department, the team often carries out secret missions, and every time he comes back, he has a murderous look on his face, which is very scary. In the early years I was frightened and fainted once, and then the young master simply stayed in the army and did not come back. This time, I heard that something happened to you, so the young master hurried back."

In the era of frequent wars, many people have serious psychological problems caused by excessive killings. Therefore, soldiers who return from missions on the battlefield will be quarantined first, locked up for three days to remove the murderous aura, and equipped with a psychiatrist after diagnosis. come out.

Qin Qing thought of the man's cold face and terrifying aura last night, and finally knew the source of the mechanical words. After suddenly realizing it, her heart felt a little hot again. It has been more than half a month since she was kidnapped by Qian Mei last time. , this person is still thinking about it.

If she didn't know that the other party treated her as a younger sister, she might have misunderstood her.

After setting the love between brother and sister in her heart, Qin Qing didn't feel that it was against the law to appreciate the flowers. After eating, she carried a flower basket and scissors, covered her head with a small foreign cap, and walked out like an elegant and generous young lady. When I went out, I was looking at which flowers were more beautiful, when I was suddenly startled by a cold voice.

"Who told you to dress like this?"

At that time, Qin Qing didn't notice that someone was approaching behind him. Hearing the sound, he immediately grabbed the scissors, turned around and stabbed back.

When she saw Feng Yan who was wearing camouflage short-sleeved military pants in front of her, she froze and stopped her movements.

But in the next second, the tall figure on the opposite side suddenly turned from defense to attack, and his attack was as fast as lightning. Qin Qing's powerful force directly shocked Qin Qing back a few steps, and he barely stopped until he stepped on the flowerbed.

"What are you doing?" She frowned a little displeased, feeling a dull pain in her wrist holding the scissors.

Immediately, Feng Yan also coldly announced the real purpose of the gathering, "Training."

It's not practicing flower arrangement, but kung fu on fists and feet.

Qin Qing deeply felt that she had been deceived, but looking at the situation, she thought it would be impossible, so she simply threw the things in her hand and attacked without hesitation while wearing a long skirt.

What judo pays attention to is not strength, but angle. Qin Qing has an excellent observation angle, can easily find out the opponent's weakness, and defeat the enemy with one move on the field, so at the beginning, she attacked Feng Yan's fragile ribs.

The fierce fist moved towards the facade first, and attacked the target at a faster speed the moment the opponent shifted his attention.

boom!

After the muffled sound of the collision of firm flesh and flesh, Feng Yan's ribs did not break, but Qin Qing felt that his hand bones were about to break.

"The movement is too slow, the camouflage marks are too heavy, come again." Putting down the resisting arm, making judgments like a precise machine, Feng Yan announced the continuation in a cold voice.

Qin Qing pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and rubbed her fingertips while secretly observing the opponent's actions, and then took the offensive again by surprise. This time, after a feint, she went directly behind the opponent, her two knuckles raised slightly, Hit the spine hard.

When she was covered in explosive muscles, the only attack points she could find were these fragile joints.

But the opponent's movements were faster than hers. On one side of the body, the fist landed on the hard muscles again, and the counterattack followed quickly.

Feng Yanyang looked at that frozen face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, every movement was slow and unhurried, but his technique was so tricky and overbearing that it was difficult to parry, so that in the end Qin Qing was forced to a corner, his hands were caught again, and he pressed To the big tree.

"The enemy is stronger than you, you shouldn't have thrown away your weapon just now." It seems that only when explaining knowledge points, the man in front of him will say a few more words. Although the tone is still cold, it will not make people feel difficult to communicate.

Qin Qing frowned, but she didn't agree with this idea, she opened her thin lips and said calmly, "This is just training."

Therefore, there is no need to use knives and guns to rise to a height that will hurt human life.

This is purely a normal person's thinking, but Feng Yan is obviously not in this category. Hearing this, the air pressure all over his body fell down, and he took a step forward to suppress the girl tightly, and his tone was terribly cold, "If I want to You're bad, you're dead now."

A true fighter is one who can reach the same level of vigilance against anyone no matter when and where, and only then can the loopholes be completely sealed.

Hearing this, Qin Qing also realized the weakness of her defense, she lowered her eyebrows and said in a soft voice: "I won't."

What will happen?

Feng Yan looked at her without speaking, and his restraint did not relax at all.

Qin Qing suddenly laughed softly, her ethereal voice mixed with a hint of hoarseness, and said slowly: "I won't die, Feng Yan, trust me, you won't want to see me face the enemy."

Such a self, even she felt terrible.

"You..." The girl's sudden depression made Feng Yan a little at a loss, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Qin Qing didn't expect to get any comfort from this piece of wood, and said in a calm voice, "Let me go, lest the blade in my hand scratch you."

As the voice fell, she moved her fingertips slightly, revealing a thin blade from the gap. Just a slight movement of the sharp cut could leave a bloody smell on the skin.

A slight surprise suddenly appeared on Feng Yan's unchanged face for thousands of years. Although it was fleeting, it was enough to represent the fluctuation in his heart.