True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Her voice was habitually dull, and there was no fluctuation in her tone.

It was cold and clear, like clouds drifting in the wind.

But these three words made the air stagnate for a moment.

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment: "Why are you..."

No one said anything about his participation in black market boxing.

Moreover, most people don't know about this underground market, and they won't come, especially girls.

Of course, Xiu Yu is an exception, and she often comes here to race.

Ying Zijin did not respond, and repeated: "Go on."

Two words, no doubt.

Jiang Ran was now sure that she was talking to him.

If it were normal, he would definitely be irritable, but now—

He glanced at his zongzi feet again, slammed the wall in anger, picked up the cane again with a black face, and stood aside.

It was too late to find out how Ying Zijin knew he was here, Jiang Ran hesitated for a moment, and said, "They are not ordinary boxers, they are very good, otherwise, you still..."

Ying Zijin didn't look back: "When you go down, keep your mouth shut."

Jiang Ran immediately stopped talking, and his face became even darker.

He remembered that the second time he beat Ying Zijin, he was completely hanged and beaten.

Even if he took it seriously, there was no chance to fight back.

Seems like there really is nothing to worry about.

But Jiang Ran really can't understand, how can a girl burst out with such a powerful force?

He could even be sure that even if he used his inner strength, he might still not be Ying Zijin's opponent.

"That's what." Jiang Ran didn't say the last word, "Thank you Ying, Ying...

"Keep it." Ying Zijin rolled up his sleeves and said lightly, "Call later."

Jiang Ran: "..."

Do not.

He didn't really want to call.

On the side, the young man understood what was going on.

"Young master, you are really worthless." He shook his head, "It's just a fight, and you brought your girlfriend."

Jiang Ran glanced at the young man, but instead of anger, he smiled: "You'd better talk it over your head, or it will be gone in a while."

girlfriend?

Does he dare?

This is the father of their class.

The kind that has to be offered.

He didn't eat bear heart and leopard gall.

"It's all this time and you're still stubborn." The young man also smiled, and he shook his head, "It's okay to be a substitute, but there are rules for substitutes."

He pointed to a yellowed piece of paper on the wall: "Did you see that, the beaten is six times the normal beat."

Jiang Ran ordered three people to fight, and Ying Zijin would fight for eighteen people.

"Fart!" Jiang Ran became angry all of a sudden, "Where did you break the rules? You did it on purpose."

The young man shook his head and smiled: "Little Master, you still don't understand the rules, so naive, what are you doing here?"

Boxing in the black market is inherently unreasonable and speaks with fists.

Ying Zijin glanced at Jiang Ran, who exploded like a little lion.

Not only a silly child, but also a middle-2nd teenager who has not grown up.

"But since your substitute is your girlfriend, you don't need her to finish it all at once." The young man smiled, "You can fight one at a time."

"No." Ying Zijin stepped onto the boxing ring with a light expression, "We're going together, I'm still in a hurry."

"..."

This sentence made the entire boxing ring silent.

Jiang Ran was silent for a few seconds, then digging out his ears, checking to see if he heard it wrong.

"Okay, you have the guts." After the young man was stunned, he waved his hand and sneered, "Then let's go together. When that time comes, don't cry out of pain."

Eighteen people walked up, and the girl stood in the center of the boxing ring.

She was thin, as if she could be swept away by the wind at any time.

And around her are eighteen adult men, each of them muscular, tall and sturdy.

"Young master, you are really big-hearted." The young man tutted and smiled, "You little girlfriend will see blood in a while."

Jiang Ran didn't say a word, stared at the boxing ring closely, and he didn't know what to do.

Eighteen people, can they really fight?

This is no ordinary game, it is fatal.

"Little Master, there is still a chance to choose." The young man spoke again, sneering, "Is it possible that your hand doesn't have her life yet——"

The words suddenly got stuck in his throat.

Because in the boxing ring, the girl moved.

She didn't even look at the boxer who came around, she propped up her wrist on the ground and suddenly jumped up.

Knees snapped forward!

"Crack!"

The clear sound of bone shattering came, and the sternum of the person in front of him was broken in an instant, and he fell straight down.

Without giving the others any time to react, Ying Zijin tilted her head slightly, raised her hand and bent her elbow.

"boom!"

An elbow threw out, knocking down the man on the right.

At the same time as the elbow strike, she buckled one knee again, and suddenly broke the arm of the other boxer.

The girl didn't use much power, but every movement was extremely precise.

It seems that he knows what his opponent is going to do in the next second, which makes people unavoidable.

She is like a sharp blade, circulating among the enemies.

Every time it falls, it is a sweep.

This is clearly a one-sided and inhumane beating.

But it makes people feel the ultimate beauty.

The kind of beauty that can kill people, I am heartbroken.

"..."

The young man in charge of black market boxing froze on his face with a smile.

He watched in disbelief as the boxers fell one after the other, dumbfounded.

In the end, he couldn't hold back his fear and ran away like crazy.

After crawling and crawling, I grabbed the phone and called: "Hey, something happened!"

Jiang Ran was also completely stunned: "..."

What kind of play is this?

Jiang Ran has been trained since he was a child, and he is not a wild way, and his vision is also very accurate.

He could naturally see that Ying Zijin's skills did not belong to any fighting and fighting genre today.

However, it made him feel familiar again.

Jiang Ran frowned and thought, it took him a long time to remember that he had read it in a book.

To be precise, everyone who practices ancient martial arts must have read this book.

Because of this book, this is the origin of ancient martial arts in China.

It records the form of the original ancient martial arts, and some moves that can exert the power of ancient martial arts without using internal energy.

After all, inner strength is like the so-called inner strength of those martial arts masters in TV series, it will be completely consumed.

The origin of ancient martial arts has always been a mystery, and the history is not long, only a short period of less than four hundred years.

The 19th century was the most glorious time of ancient martial arts.

It is a pity that it is becoming more and more declining, and there are fewer and fewer people who are suitable for practicing ancient martial arts.

He also practiced forcibly, so the internal energy in the body would riot.

But if there are real ancient warriors who teach in person, this kind of thing will not happen.

But in the ancient martial arts world, I can't find it now.

Jiang Ran knocked on the head.

He is really a demon, and he actually linked the origins of their Pan Dad and Gu Wu together.

The lifespan of ancient warriors is longer than that of ordinary people, and the people who created ancient warriors are already buried in the ground.

Jiang Ran raised his head and looked at the boxing ring.

But he didn't have time to look closely.

The eighteen people had all collapsed on the boxing ring, twitching incessantly.

Some even passed out.

Ying Zijin jumped off the stage and landed easily.

She came over, picked up the milk tea that had been placed on the ground earlier, and touched the cup.

Mmmm, good, still hot.

Don't need her to spend any more money to buy a cup.

After inserting the straw into the cup, Ying Zijin walked outside.

She came silently and silently when she left.

"Wait!" Jiang Ran held on to the crutches and jumped to keep up, "Wait for me! Father Ying!"

As soon as he called out this title, he wanted to slap himself.

Such a disgusting mouth.

Ying Zijin stopped and glanced at him: "How did you come here, how did you go back."

After she finished speaking, she ignored Jiang Ran and left.

Indifferent and ruthless, as if the father was not here to save his son.

Jiang Ran: "..."

He had to drag his zongzi feet, jumped outside the underground market, and hired a taxi.

When Jiang Ran returned to the hospital, there was one more person in the ward.

His throat tightened: "Mom, why are you here again?"

Jiang Huaping put down the fashion magazine in his hand and smiled slightly: "Look how you died."

Jiang Ran's face darkened: "Mom!"

"It's such a pity." Jiang Huaping sighed softly, "I could have lived with your father in a two-person world, why are there more light bulbs like you."

Jiang Ran shut up.

He could be sure that the fuck already knew about black market boxing.

If he didn't come up and beat him, he was already restraining his temper.

"Come here and stay on the bed for me." Jiang Huaping raised Jiang Ran's ear with one hand and threw him directly on the bed, "If you run around when you are injured, don't blame your mother for killing my son righteously."

Jiang Ran hissed: "Mom, take it easy, it hurts."

"It hurts." Jiang Huaping let go of his hands and wrapped his arms around him, "It's really not good for you to have a better memory. Mom chopped your legs off for you."

Jiang Ran covered his head with the quilt and refused to communicate with Ms. Jiang.

"Remember to take your medicine." Jiang Huaping went out and closed the door.

She frowned and thought for a while, and then called the imperial capital.

**

After Ying Zijin left the underground market, he went to Shaoren Hospital.

With new doctors, more patients come to Shaoren Hospital.

The daily income from running water is also increasing, and it can almost catch up with the Shanghai No. 1 Hospital.

"Miss Ying, thanks to you." The dean truly admired the girl in front of him, "The information you left has really benefited us a lot."

The dean is also very humbly studying, and the more he learns, the more surprised he becomes.

It's unbelievable that such a young girl knows more about medicine than the older generation.

Moreover, he didn't even hide it, so he shared it directly.

But think about it.

They really couldn't keep up with Miss Ying's medical skills.

At least they can't learn the trick of Jinzhendu Point, even if there is a tutorial.

Ying Zijin nodded: "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

"Okay, thank you again Miss Ying." When the dean was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.

There was a coughing sound, and the emptiness was shallow.

"Excuse me, is the genius doctor here?"

Ying Zijin turned her head and looked at the source of the sound.

It's another vest, guess how it will fall, ask for a monthly ticket OvO