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"They learned from the Internet that a martial arts school in our country has suddenly become famous recently, and it has set off a wave of martial arts learning. This Yamajizuka happens to be a martial arts enthusiast, so he wanted to find an opportunity to spar with you."

Shen Jiayin raised her eyebrows: "Then why don't you go directly to the martial arts gym to visit, but ask you to be the middleman?"

"From what they said, they are a country of etiquette and it would be bad to challenge them rashly."

"Heh," Shen Jiayin sneered. "Please don't put these four words together with them. It will taint these four words."

Xiao Changqing nodded in agreement. "It's also possible that they are afraid that they will be killed if they challenge the master. If so, they will lose both face and dignity, which will be bad."

Shen Jiayin likes this statement.

"I agreed on behalf of Zhenxing Martial Arts School. Where do they want to fight? How do they plan to fight? They don't need to stop at a certain point, right?"

She was worried that she wouldn't have the chance to beat someone up.

Yan Zheng silently moved to the side.

Such a strong murderous intent!
Xiao Changqing looked at Shen Jiayin with a fierce face, rubbing his fists, and clearly ready to beat her to death, and he just felt distressed.

Although Jiaojiao's soul has traveled through time and space for a hundred years and arrived today, a part of it is still trapped in that special era, like a shackle.

"Have someone clear out an area in the gym within 20 minutes, and arrange the competition there."

"Yes." Yan Zheng quickly went to make arrangements after receiving the instructions.

The door closed, Xiao Changqing grabbed Shen Jiayin's arm and pulled her into his arms. His lips fell on her head and kissed her hair.

They all come from that era, and the hatred and pain in her heart cannot be understood by people of this era.

Even he couldn't fully empathize with her. After all, half of his soul belonged to Xiao Jiyun. He was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze.

A happy life will dissolve the hatred in a person's heart. Even if it will not be completely forgotten, it will be weakened.

Shen Jiayin pushed him. "I'm fine. Please help me think of a way. How can I beat them up?"

Now she doesn't want these Qingqing to me, she just wants to do it.

"How about this, you can tell them that I'm deaf-mute. Then when they shout stop, I can pretend I can't hear them and stop when I've beaten them enough. It just so happens that I don't want to talk to them either."

"You don't need to be deaf and dumb, you just need to not understand their bird language."

But in fact, Shen Jiayin understood. In order to know herself and the enemy, she also learned it, and basically understood it.

The cell phone suddenly rang. It was Xiao Changqing.

Shen Jiayin pushed his arm. "Let's talk about it later. Answer the phone first."

"it is good."

Shen Jiayin lowered her head and examined her outfit. She was wearing a sweatshirt and skinny jeans. The material and style of the jeans did not affect her movements, so she had no problem beating someone up.

Coincidentally, she was wearing a pair of Martin boots similar to military boots, which were as handsome as Martin boots and as practical as military boots.

This pair of shoes was brought to her by Xiao Changqing. He also had a pair of the same ones, which he was wearing at the moment. When the two of them walked out together, everyone knew that they were a couple.

What Shen Jiayin was thinking at the moment was: It is said that this kind of shoes hurts more when kicked.

She didn't wear much makeup today, and she deliberately made her eyebrows look more heroic, which was quite different from her appearance in front of the camera. People who knew her could still recognize her, but people who didn't know her would just think she looked a bit similar.

After taking a look at Xiao Changqing, Shen Jiayin turned and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling city.

Slowly, through the prosperity before her eyes, what she saw was the devastated China and the brutal massacre a hundred years ago.

The sound of Xiao Changqing answering the phone behind him seemed to become very distant all of a sudden, so distant that it seemed to come from another time and space.

Because of the greedy and plundering nature of the great powers, this land, which was originally beautiful and rich, was turned into a purgatory by them, and tens of millions of compatriots were killed.
What is scary is that after a hundred years, many people have forgotten the painful lesson and the deep blood feud, and it seems that when mentioning that period of history, they can downplay it as if it is not painful at all.

But to her, it all seemed like it was just yesterday.

National hatred and family feuds should not only remain in history books, but should be engraved in the blood of every Chinese son and daughter, and reflected in the words and deeds of every Chinese son and daughter. They should not be forgotten and cannot be forgotten!
What is even more terrifying is that even today, the invaders of that time still regard this land as fat meat, always eyeing it covetously and waiting for an opportunity to attack.

The old grudge has not been avenged, and new troubles have arisen.

When will we, the sons and daughters of China, be able to unite as one and face the outside world head on?
Shen Jiayin suddenly closed her eyes and felt that the air seemed to become thinner and there was an uncomfortable feeling of suffocation.

She wanted her motherland to stand at the top of the world, look down on the world, and settle all old and new grudges...

After Xiao Changqing finished answering the phone, he looked at the figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and couldn't help but frowned with heartache and a little worry.

What he was worried about was not the issue of winning or losing, but the fear that Jiaojiao would choose a move that would hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt herself by eight hundred in order to severely inflict a heavy blow to the opponent.

A pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist. Even through the clothes, she could still feel the warmth, which pulled her thoughts back.

She opened her mouth to say something when Yan Zheng came to report that the area had been cleared.

Shen Jiayin swallowed all the words and pulled his arm away.

"Let's go. Grandpa won't have the chance to beat me up again, but it's nice to be able to beat up my grandson."

As she spoke, she strode towards the door.

Xiao Changqing followed him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

As soon as they entered the elevator, the people in the secretarial department immediately started talking.

"Do you think the boss's wife had an argument with the boss?"

“How come you see?”

"Don't you think the boss lady looked murderous when she came out? She looked like she was going to fight!"

The gym is on the middle floor, occupying an entire floor, which is simply inhumane.

In addition to Shan Dizuka and his group, there were also several middle and senior executives of the Xiao Group.

But the moment Shen Jiayin stepped into the door, she accurately locked onto the target.

Just like in her memory, he was as small as a third-level disabled person, extremely ugly, and his two little mustaches looked wretched no matter how you looked at them... In short, he was disgusting!

Shen Jiayin took one look and then looked away in disdain, fearing that she would want to attack if she looked at her any longer. In contrast, Shan Dizuka and the others were stunned for a moment when they saw her, and then showed obvious surprise, and even chattered in their bird language.

Shen Jiayin heard Yan Zheng introduce them in Japanese. He first introduced Xiao Changqing, and then said that Shen Jiayin was the master of Zhenxing Martial Arts School and a friend of their boss.

Shen Jiayin leaned towards Xiao Changqing and said in a low voice, "Assistant Yan is a man of many skills. Could he speak eight languages?"

It feels like there is nothing he can't do.

"Not eight, but he knows six foreign languages."

Cattle!
Over there, Yamazuka smiled with interest and said, "If I'm not mistaken, she is the lady in red, right?"

"Yes."

Shan Dizuka nodded, walked up to Shen Jiayin, and talked a lot. To sum it up, it was what the Chinese say - I've heard a lot about you.

Shen Jiayin pretended to be confused, as if she didn't understand at all.

Yan Zheng had no choice but to explain for her, saying that she didn't understand the island language.

The two sides talked for a while and finally got to the point.

It was obvious that Yamajizuka came prepared. He knew martial arts, and the two bodyguards Yamai and Yamada who followed him were also said to be masters.

The first person to fight with Shen Jiayin was the bodyguard named Yamai, who should be stronger than Yamada.

The two men came to the center of the venue and stood face to face.

Shan Jing bowed to Shen Jiayin, and Shen Jiayin cupped his hands in return.

Then, Yamai got ready.

Shen Jiayin stood there straight, and seeing that the other party didn't move for a long time, she raised her right hand and hooked her index finger.

This action was obviously provocative, and coupled with the smile on her lips, it immediately angered Shan Jing. He roared and rushed forward, attacking Shen Jiayin's face directly.

Shen Jiayin dodged his attack with a light move, and after standing still, she hooked her fingers. Her relaxed and effortless posture seemed more like a kind of contempt.

Yamai attacked her even more fiercely, his movements were fast and fierce, like an enraged beast.

Shen Jiayin just dodged and rarely fought back, with the aim of depleting the opponent's strength.

Shan Dizuka saw Shen Jiayin's intention and warned her, "Yamai, she is deliberately draining your energy."

As soon as Yamajizuka spoke, Yamai reacted, but at the same time his mind was distracted.

Shen Jiayin seized the opportunity, spun around and kicked out, and her specially made Martin boots hit Shan Jing's cheek hard.

Yamai screamed in pain from the blow, and before he could fight back, he was hit hard on the other side of his face.

Shen Jiayin was a little confused about the reality and her memories. She only knew that the man in front of her was the Japanese devils she hated the most. They killed tens of millions of our compatriots. It was not an exaggeration to say that they ate our flesh and slept on our skin.

So her attacks were fast and fierce. If she had a saber in her hand, Shan Jing would probably have been dead.

Finally, Shen Jiayin flew into the air and kicked Shan Jing in the chest with a series of kicks, knocking him to the ground, and then hit him hard with an elbow.

A sound like a broken bone was heard, and Yamai spat out a mouthful of blood on her face, and then he fainted.

Shen Jiayin was about to attack, but Yamada rushed in at this moment. She no longer wanted to fight, and quickly rolled to avoid the attack.

Yamada had just watched the whole game and knew Shen Jiayin's routine, so he was no longer as impulsive as Yamai. He even deliberately prolonged the battle. After all, Shen Jiayin had already fought a battle and consumed a lot of physical strength. If he continued to consume it, he would not be able to fight back.

Shen Jiayin is also aware of this, and after more than half a year of training, the physical fitness and flexibility of this body have improved, but it is still not comparable to her in her previous life.

Therefore, Shen Jiayin decisively changed his tactics and tried his best to get rid of Yamada as quickly as possible.

But Yamada was no pushover, and the two of them fought back and forth, with the fight being hard to decide. Gradually, Shen Jiayin seemed to be losing the upper hand.

Finally, Shen Jiayin was beaten to the ground. She seemed to have little strength left and did not get up for a long time.

Yamada stood up straight and staggered back a step, also panting and out of breath.

Just when he thought he had won, Shen Jiayin suddenly came back with a fierce kick, kicking the man's most vulnerable spot accurately.

Yamada was kicked without any preparation and fell to the ground wailing.

Shen Jiayin staggered back two steps, her physical strength reaching its limit.

But at this moment, Shan Dizhong suddenly rushed in.

Three against one, it's clear that they have no intention of abiding by martial ethics.

Although Xiao Changqing had been paying attention to Shen Jiayin's every move, he did not completely ignore Shan Dizhong. So as soon as Shan Dizhong made a move, he rushed out at the same time and kicked Shan Dizhong away unexpectedly.

He used all his strength in this kick, without caring about his own life or death.

In his previous life, he failed to protect Jiaojiao, so that no trace of her body remained. He would never forget the heart-wrenching pain.

In this life, he could not tolerate anyone hurting her under his nose.

If he didn't know her well enough, he would have taken action when she was kicked down by Yamada just now.

Shan Dizhong fell heavily to the ground and it took him a while to get up. He wanted to attack again, but Xiao Changqing's bodyguards were not to be trifled with and immediately surrounded him.

Shen Jiayin stood there with her hands covering her chest. She didn't fall down, but she looked unwell and was about to collapse.

"Jiaojiao." Xiao Changqing walked over quickly and caught her. "Are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital."

As he said that, he picked her up and carried her like a princess.

Shen Jiayin hugged his neck, shook her head and said, "I'm fine," but the next second she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Blood splashed on his chest, and Xiao Changqing was horrified. "Jiao Jiao!"

(End of this chapter)