The Rebirth of the National Goddess

With Song Shiqin's help, Chu Jin relaxed a lot.

The two of you come and go, they cooperate very well, and they have a tacit understanding.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Dick turned around and wanted to run away.

Chu Jin chased after him, and Song Shiqin flanked him!

——The next second!

boom!

With a loud noise, Song Shiqin jumped up, his long legs turned into a sharp blade, and with full strength, he slashed towards Dick.

Dick spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the voice of the system sounded in his mind.

【Ding! The task is completed, gain 50% faith value! 】

Ah Zi shouted in Zilei's space, 'Long live Brother Jin. '

Chu Jin and Song Shiqin stood facing each other, and Dick lay curled up under his feet.

The light in the basement was very bright, shining on the girl's face, she felt a little cold and aloof.

There were traces of red on the white fabric at the waist.

The red against the white looks a bit shocking.

But she didn't look embarrassed, but added a bit of flirtatious aura to her.

Song Shiqin did not expect to subdue Dick without anyone dying.

What's more, he didn't expect that the same girl brought him two different surprises on the same day.

"Little girl, what's your name?" Song Shiqin looked at Chu Jin squarely, "You're very skilled."

"Well, I'm honored that I didn't disappoint you," Chu Jin curled his lips slightly, and raised his exquisite jade-like chin slightly, "Everyone on the road calls me Brother Jin, and you can call me that too! I have something to do, let's go first step."

Chu Jin smiled slightly, raised his foot and walked in the direction of the exit.

"Are you injured?" Song Shiqin's eyes tightened, and he noticed the abnormality in her waist.

"Don't worry, I won't die," Chu Jin waved to Song Shiqin without looking back, saying goodbye to him.

Wherever she went, the group of men dressed in justice all made way for her.

These people have rolled over mountains of knives and seas of fire, living a life of sweet blood on the tip of a knife.

Never before has a woman brought them such a shock.

This, a girl who is thinner and younger than them.

Zhang Zijun looked at the back of the person who left, with a look of determination flashing across his face, and shouted, "Salute!"

He subconsciously stood up straight and saluted very standardly.

This is true of everyone else.

The scene was a little moving, but also a little inspiring.

A correct salute is the most direct way for a warrior to express his respect.

Until that figure disappeared into the long corridor.

This group of passionate men lowered their arms.

"Brother Song!"

The two quickly ran to Song Shiqin's side.

"Brother Song, are you not injured?"

"I'm fine," Song Shiqin kicked Dick who was curled up on the ground, "take him back."

"Yes!" The assistant waved his hand, and immediately three or four people came forward with handcuffs and escorted Dick back.

After the assistant took Dick away, Zhang Zijun looked at Song Shiqin and asked.

"Brother Song, who was that person just now? She was able to fight side by side with you, and she cooperated so well. Do you know her?"

How come he didn't know when such a powerful character appeared in the capital.

Seeing that her methods are so sharp, she is definitely not an ordinary person.

It must have been rigorously trained.

Why have I never seen it before?

Song Shiqin shook his head, "I don't know."

"I don't know," Zhang Zijun raised his hand and stroked his chin, "This is strange, then who is she?"

Zhang Zijun raised his eyebrows, as if thinking of something, he jokingly said, "By the way, Brother Song, did that little girl just ask you to call her Brother Jin?"

Although Song Shiqin didn't want to admit it, he still nodded and snorted softly, "Yeah."

Zhang Zijun smiled even more happily.

Unexpectedly, I could still see Song Shiqin deflated, and at that moment, I became even more curious about Chu Jin's identity.

"Brother Jin?" Zhang Zijun rubbed his chin with his hand, and said with a smile, "It's interesting."

Song Shiqin took out a cigarette from his pocket, held it in his mouth, and did not light it.

There was a deepness in the pitch-black eyes, and the ink color gradually thickened.

**

Chu Jin here naturally didn't know that after she left, a bunch of people would be curious about her identity.

She walked straight out of the clubhouse, hailed a taxi and rushed back. With blood all over her body, she naturally couldn't go to the private room to continue playing Landlords with Miao Xinran and the others.

Need to go back and treat the wound first.

Just as he was thinking of taking out his mobile phone from his pocket to call Miao Xinran and the others, he realized that his mobile phone was also missing.

Only then did I remember that I had just thrown my phone into the elevator.

Chu Jin patted his forehead annoyed.

Seeing that Chu Jin hadn't come back, Miao Xinran picked up the phone and called Chu Jin.

An assistant walked up to Song Shiqin holding a black phone and stopped, "The lady dropped her phone just now."

Just in time, a pleasant bell rang.