Supernatural rebirth: genius girl fortune teller

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"Yang Zimei——"

Huang Yunguo chased after her and stopped her.

Yang Zimei stood, looked at Huang Yunguo, blinked and asked, "Officer Huang, what's wrong with you?"

"Yang Zimei, you are so amazing!"

Huang Yunguo raised his thumb and praised.

Yang Zimei smiled and said with a hint of ridicule, "You are even more powerful. You know that you are going to die if you go up there, but you still fight for national sentiments."

Huang Yunguo's face turned slightly red with embarrassment. He reached out and grabbed the head of the board, lowered his head slightly and said, "He insulted us Chinese people. I'm really angry. I thought we could fight for a few rounds. Who can

Knowing that their fat muscles are trained like steel, I can’t even pull out my fists, it’s really useless.”

"It's not that you are useless, it's just that they are a bit strong. At least, in that situation, if you dared to go out and challenge, that would be the behavior of a hero, unlike those onlookers who can only talk and dare not act.

." Yang Zimei comforted him seriously.

Huang Yunguo's face turned slightly red again, and he looked at her with real admiration and said, "You are the real heroine. You just poked the finger and knocked down the sumo. I admire you so much.

Have you really been practicing martial arts since you were a child?"

"Um."

Yang Zimei nodded.

"Can you teach me?" Huang Yunguo asked expectantly.

"I practice the Taoist Qi Guiding Technique. It seems a bit late for you to learn it at your age. If my uncle is still here, I might be able to teach you Tan's legs."

For Huang Yunguo, an upright policeman and her benefactor from the previous generation, Yang Zimei really wanted him to learn some domestic and foreign skills so that he could protect himself. After all, the police industry is still very risky.

"I'm only in my twenties. I still have a long life. I will definitely practice hard."

Huang Yunguo said in a very eager and expectant tone.

"Okay, then you come to my house at five o'clock every morning to find me, and I will teach you how to practice." Yang Zimei couldn't bear to refuse. As for whether he can practice Taoism, it depends on himself and God's will.

When Huang Yunguo heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly bent over to salute her and called her "Master——".

Hearing this title, Yang Zimei was startled, and then thought of Jiang Ziliang, who kowtowed to him, poured tea for him, and respectfully called himself master.

I heard that he was sent to carry out a dangerous mission in the war-torn Middle East. I don't know what to do.

Seeing that she was distracted, Huang Yunguo cautiously called "Master" again.

He was worried that she would be angry. After all, she was so young and he was so old. Calling him Master would make her look a little older.

"You're angry?"

Huang Yunguo asked nervously when he saw that she didn't respond.

Yang Zimei came back to his senses and shook his head, "No, it's just that I already have an apprentice and I don't plan to accept any more. You are my benefactor. I can't bear the title of master. From now on, you will treat everyone as my friend."

Now that your communication skills are better, don’t ask Master to be so tight-lipped and reserved."

"Do you have an apprentice?"

Huang Yunguo was a little disappointed. In his mind, he had completely ignored her young age. What he thought of was her powerful skills.

Yang Zimei nodded.

"Is he a child of only a few years old?" Huang Yunguo asked.

Yang Zimei smiled and said a little embarrassed, "No, he is 25 years old and a soldier."

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