Her voice was indifferent, and there was no fluctuation in her tone.
It was cold and cheerless, as if it was clouds drifting with the wind.
But it was these three words that made the air stagnate for a moment.
Jiang Ran was really stunned for a moment. "Why are you …"
He didn't tell anyone that he was participating in the black market boxing.
Moreover, most people didn't know about this underground market and wouldn't come, especially girls.
Of course, Xiu Yu was an exception. She often came here to race.
Ying Zijin didn't respond and repeated, "Go down."
These two words were unquestionable.
Jiang Ran was now sure that she was talking to him.
If it was any other time, he would definitely be irritable, but now —
He looked at his dumpling feet again and punched the wall angrily. He picked up his walking stick with a dark face and stood aside.
He didn't have time to figure out how Ying Zijin knew that he was here. Jiang Ran hesitated for a moment and said, "They're not ordinary boxers. They're quite skilled. Otherwise, you'd better …"
Ying Zijin didn't look back. "If you go down, just shut your mouth."
Jiang Ran immediately stopped talking, and his face turned even darker.
He recalled the second time he had fought with Ying Zijin, and that time, he was completely beaten up.
Even if he took it seriously, he didn't have a chance to fight back.
It seemed that there was nothing to worry about.
But Jiang Ran really couldn't understand how a girl could erupt with such powerful strength.
He was even sure that even if he used his internal strength, he still wouldn't be a match for Ying Zijin.
"Well." Jiang Ran didn't say the last word. "Thank you, Ying …"
"Keep it." Ying Zijin rolled up her sleeves and said indifferently, "Call me later."
Jiang Ran: "…"
No.
He actually didn't want to call her.
At the side, the young man understood what was going on.
"Young Master, you're really useless." He shook his head. "It's just a fight, and you even brought your girlfriend."
Jiang Ran glanced at the young man. He wasn't angry. Instead, he smiled. "You'd better think before you speak, or you'll be gone in a while."
Girlfriend?
Did he dare?
This was the father of their class.
The kind that had to be kept.
He did not have the guts to eat a bear's heart or leopard's guts.
"You're still so stubborn even at a time like this." The young man also laughed and shook his head. "It's fine to substitute, but there are rules for substituting."
He pointed at a yellowed piece of paper on the wall. "See that? Substituting is six times the normal rate."
At that time, Jiang Ran had decided on three people. Ying Zijin would fight for him, so he would have to fight eighteen people.
"Bullsh * t!" Jiang Ran was instantly enraged. "Where did this broken rule come from? You did it on purpose. "
The young man shook his head and laughed. "Young Master, you still don't know the rules. Why are you so naive?"
Black market boxing had always been unreasonable and relied on fists to do the talking.
Ying Zijin glanced at Jiang Ran, who was as angry as a little lion.
Not only was he a silly child, but he was also a teenager who had yet to grow up.
"But seeing that your substitute is your girlfriend, I don't need her to play all at once." The young man smiled. "She can play one at a time."
"No need." Ying Zijin's expression was indifferent as she walked onto the boxing ring. "Come at me together, I'm in a hurry."
"…"
This sentence made the entire boxing ring fall silent.
Jiang Ran was silent for a few seconds. He dug his ears to make sure that he had heard wrongly.
"Okay, you have guts." After the young man was stunned, he waved his hand and sneered. "Then let's go together. When the time comes, don't cry out in pain."
The eighteen people walked up respectively. The girl stood in the middle of the boxing ring.
Her body was thin, as if she could be swept away by the wind at any time.
Around her were eighteen adult men. Each of them was muscular and tall.
"Young Master, you're really careless." The young man chuckled. "In a while, your little girlfriend will see blood."
Jiang Ran did not say anything. He stared at the boxing ring, feeling uncertain.
Eighteen people, could they really beat him?
This was not an ordinary competition. It was fatal.
"Young Master, you still have a chance to choose now." The young man spoke again and sneered. "Could it be that one of your hands is not as good as her life —"
His words were suddenly stuck in his throat.
Because in the boxing ring, the girl moved.
She did not even look at the boxers surrounding her. She used her wrist to support herself on the ground and suddenly jumped up.
Her knee suddenly buckled forward!
"Crack!"
The clear sound of bones breaking was heard. The sternum of the person in front of her broke in an instant and he fell straight down.
Without giving the others any time to react, Ying Zijin tilted her head slightly and raised her elbow.
"Bang!"
With a throw of her elbow, she directly knocked down the person on the right.
At the same time, she once again buckled her knee and broke the arm of another boxer.
The girl did not use much strength, but every movement was extremely precise.
It was as if she knew what the opponent was going to do in the next second, making it impossible for the opponent to dodge.
She was like a sharp blade, flowing between the enemies.
Every time she landed, it was a sweep.
This was clearly a one-sided and inhumane beating.
But it also made people feel extreme beauty.
The kind of beauty that could kill people was terrifying.
"…"
The young man in charge of the black market boxing ring's smile froze on his face.
He watched in disbelief as the boxers fell one by one. They were all dumbfounded.
In the end, they could not suppress the fear in their hearts and ran out like crazy.
Rolling and crawling, they grabbed the phone and made a call. "Hello, something happened!"
Jiang Ran was also completely dumbfounded. "…"
What kind of fighting style was this?
Jiang Ran had practiced since he was young, and he was not an unorthodox fighter. His judgment was also very accurate.
He could naturally see that Ying Zijin's skills did not belong to any of the current fighting and fighting schools.
However, he felt that it was familiar.
Jiang Ran frowned and thought for a long time before he remembered that he had read it in a book.
To be precise, every person who practiced ancient martial arts had read this book.
Because this book was the origin of the Hua Dynasty's ancient martial arts.
It recorded the initial form of ancient martial arts, as well as some moves that did not require inner strength to unleash the power of ancient martial arts.
After all, inner strength was like the so-called inner strength of those martial arts masters in TV dramas. It would be completely exhausted.
The origin of ancient martial arts had always been a mystery. Its history was not long, only less than 400 years.
The 19th century was the most glorious time of ancient martial arts.
Unfortunately, it was declining, and there were fewer and fewer people who were suitable to practice ancient martial arts.
He had also forcefully practiced it, which was why the inner strength in his body had gone berserk.
However, if he had been personally taught by an ancient martial artist, such a thing would not have happened.
However, in the ancient martial arts world, he could not find it now.
Jiang Ran knocked his head.
He was really bewitched. He actually associated his father with the origin of ancient martial arts.
No matter how long an ancient martial artist's lifespan was, the person who created the ancient martial arts was already buried underground.
Jiang Ran raised his head and looked at the boxing ring.
However, he did not have the time to look at anything carefully.
The eighteen people had all fallen on the boxing ring, twitching non-stop.
There were even a few who had fainted.
Ying Zijin jumped off the stage and landed easily.
She walked over, picked up the milk tea that she had placed on the ground, and touched the cup.
Yes, very good. It was still warm.
She did not need to spend money to buy another cup.
After inserting the straw into the cup, Ying Zijin walked out.
When she came, she did not make a sound, and when she left, she did not make a sound.
"Wait!" Jiang Ran held onto his walking stick and jumped up with one foot, "Wait for me! Papa YIng! "
Just as he shouted out this name, he wanted to slap himself.
What a disappointing mouth.
Ying Zijin stopped and glanced at him: "How did you come, how did you go back?"
With that, she ignored Jiang Ran and left.
Cold and heartless, as if he was not a father who had come to save his son.
Jiang Ran: "…"
He could only drag his dumpling feet, jump outside the underground market, and hail 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 Huapin put down the fashion magazine in his hand and smiled: "Let's see how you die."
Jiang Ran's face darkened, "Mom!"
"What a pity." Jiang Huapin sighed softly, "I could have lived with your father alone, why did I have a third wheel like you?"
Jiang Ran shut his mouth.
He was sure that his mother already knew about the black market boxing.
She had already restrained her temper by not coming up to beat him up.
"Come here and stay on the bed." Jiang Huapin lifted Jiang Ran's ear with one hand and threw him onto the bed, "If you run around when you're injured again, don't blame me."
Jiang Ran hissed, "Mom, be gentle, it hurts."
"That's right." Jiang Huapin let go of his hand and crossed his arms, "I'll let you remember. If it really doesn't work, mom will personally help you chop off your legs."
Jiang Ran covered his head with the blanket, refusing to communicate with Mrs. Jiang.
"Remember to take your medicine." Jiang Huapin walked out and closed the door.
She frowned and thought for a moment, then called the capital.
**
After Ying Zijin left the underground market, she went to Shaoren Hospital.
With a new doctor, there were more patients coming to Shaoren Hospital.
The daily income from running water was also increasing, almost catching up to the First Hospital in Hu City.
"Miss Ying, it's all thanks to you." The Principal sincerely admired the girl in front of him, "The information you left behind has really benefited us a lot."
The Principal was also learning humbly, and the more he learned, the more surprised he became.
It was hard to believe that such a young lady knew more about medicine than the older generation like them.
Moreover, she didn't hide it and directly shared it with him.
But thinking about it, it made sense.
They really couldn't catch up to Miss Ying's medical skills.
At the very least, they wouldn't be able to learn the Golden Needle Acupuncture Point technique even if they had a tutorial.
Ying Zijin nodded, "If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me."
"Alright, thank you again, Miss Ying." Just as the Principal was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.
There was a cough, empty and shallow.
"Excuse me, is the Godly Doctor here?"
Ying Zijin turned her head and looked towards the source of the voice.
----- Digression -----
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