Silent Killing

Zuo Zhicheng naturally did not know which man-made shipwreck thousands of kilometers away. At this moment, he was helplessly walking in an alley.

And 20 meters behind him, Jiang Qing was hiding in the corner like a monkey.

‘Sure enough … Still doubtful …’

Indeed, Jiang Qing naturally had no doubts or other emotions at first, but as time passed, I thought of the strength, calmness, and the sudden emergence of ghost punches and blood Rakshasa that Zuo Zhicheng showed in Rising Sun Dojo at that time. .

Although he did not directly suspect that Zuo Zhicheng was a ghost fist, Jiang Qing naturally felt a bit of doubt.

So now Zuo Zhicheng walking alone in the alley will feel helpless. This is the fifth time this person has followed him this month. The amateurish level makes him feel a little unbearable.

‘But if you just expose it like this, it’s not very good …’ Zuo Zhicheng thought: ‘But if she keeps following it, many things can’t be done. ‘

I was wondering if I could borrow the terrain or crowds of people to throw away the other party. A loud noise came from behind Zuo Zhicheng.

In the case that ordinary persons will definitely look back, Zuo Zhicheng naturally can only look back.

With a look of surprise, Jiang Qing, who was more than ten meters away, and more than ten bamboo poles that the other party fell to the ground, said, “Senior Sister? Why are you here?”

“Eh …” Jiang Qing flushed and said casually, “I just wander around, why are you here? Aren’t you home with Xiao Lan?”

“I’ll buy something for supper …”

“I know to eat, to eat supper at this late hour, I’m not afraid of gaining weight, don’t eat.” Jiang Qing ignored Zuo Zhicheng’s answer. Jiang Qing asked: “Don’t forget the competition at the end of the year, you must prepare well and stay in shape. ! “

The next process is as if the teacher was chanting. Most of them are Jiang Qing saying that Zuo Zhicheng is nodded. It’s all about the dojo contest.

The so-called dojo big match is an event after 18 martial arts associations of Xinlu dojo established this time. The purpose of the event is to promote the spirit of martial arts and promote the culture of martial arts. After all, Rising Sun Dojo killed more than 30 outstanding students. The purpose of this competition is to expand the influence of each dojo and recruit more students to practice martial arts.

Of course, in addition to pure competition, there will be various performances on the day of the finals at the end of the year.

However, to say that it is to promote martial arts culture, although it does mean to expand the influence of martial arts associations, according to Zuo Zhicheng’s investigation, there is a hidden purpose in the comparison, which is nothing more than the ranks of the associations. dojo’s seat that’s all.

This is also an inevitable thing after a group of martial arts people meet together.

Although this so-called competition and ranking is meaningless to Zuo Zhicheng, Jiang Tianzheng still signed up for him. The speaking of which is also to increase his practical experience, and to have more experience with other dojo students. .

“There is still a half-year time to start,” Jiang Qing said. “Although you have made great progress during this time, don’t underestimate other dojo people. You must hurry up and practice a lot. Do n’t eat anything. It ’s supper. It ’s bad for you to eat. Did you hear that? ”

“Um.” Zuo Zhicheng replied casually. Although he seemed casual, he could actually feel the hidden concern in the other person’s words. It seems that since the incident of Rising Sun Dojo, the other party has really regarded him as his Junior Brother.

However, in this way, too much concern for Zuo Zhicheng also caused additional trouble, as it is now.

On the other side, when seeing Zuo Zhi’s absent-mindedness, Jiang Qing felt gnash the teeth. Although this guy has made great progress these days, except for himself and his dad, no one can win him steadily, but other dojos are not as large as Haoran dojo.

Especially Rising Sun Dojo, researching Martial Hall, and the big dojo of Xinlu Boxing Club. Many of the disciples in it are more than ten years of martial arts, and the martial arts is higher than her. Although the incident of Rising Sun Dojo, died Many outstanding students have been dropped, but many others remain impossible for Zuo Zhicheng to defeat.

Moreover, in order to supplement the losses, the major dojos in the future also recruited many students, many of whom were talented. Although half a year is not long, but it is enough to learn a lot.

According to Jiang Qing’s estimation, if Zuo Zhicheng can be ranked in the top 20 in the ranking of dojo this time, it will be very, very powerful. Unfortunately, the ribs were broken in the first two months, which caused a lot of practice time.

But if he really is …, maybe he can … No, he can definitely win the championship.

But Jiang Qing looked back at Zuo Zhicheng’s absent-minded look and his thin shoulders, and immediately shook the head, throwing out the incredible possibility in his mind.

Just as Jiang Qing and Zuo Zhicheng stepped out of the alley and were about to separate, a scream sounded.

“Someone is in danger!” Jiang Qing heard the scream and rushed without saying a word.

Zuo Zhicheng looked at her back and shrugged helplessly.

When Zuo Zhicheng arrived, Jiang Qing had kicked a black and short man to the ground.

“Girl, are you okay?” Hearing Jiang Qing saying this, the other party just bowed his head to say a few words, and left quickly without looking back. Jiang Qing still wanted to say something, but the other party had already gone.

Instead, the man he had fallen to the ground had already got up, and his dark face showed a ruthless color: “Women, who makes you nosy?”

“Hmph.” Jiang Qing raised his fist. “What? Still want to be beaten? Follow me to the government!”

“Zuo Zhicheng, are you here? Stop him!”

The short man looked at Jiang Qing, and then came over to Zuo Zhicheng, thinking that he had been knocked down by the other three punches and two feet. He pointed at Jiang Qing and said, “Fortunately for you, I am too lazy to care about you today.”

“Want to escape?” Jiang Qing rushed directly to see the other side ran, picked up the stones beside his feet and hit the past. She practiced martial arts all the year round, and her hand strength was almost greater than that of an adult man. At this moment, the other side was directly hit on the back, and she immediately screamed and fell to the ground.

Zuo Zhicheng watched helplessly as Jiang Qing slammed the little dwarf in front of him, but suddenly turned his head. In that direction, more than 20 men with the same dark skin rushed over.

Seeing the looks of these men and the man at the foot of Jiang Qing, Zuo Zhicheng responded: “West Indian?” This is an indigenous race of the new continent.

However, compared with the slender and beautiful Newmans, the West Indians are short, black-skinned, greedy, stupid and lazy. They belong to the lower and middle layers of the colony, and they are often engaged in pitfalls.

Seeing more than 20 people rushing and screaming, Zuo Zhicheng turned his head and moved towards Jiang Qing, saying, “Senior Sister, his companions seem to come to support.”

“So many people!” Jiang Qing glanced up: “What are you doing stupidly! Hurry up and run!”