Magic Love Ring

Chapter 25

Song Yan has a physical capacity of 500 points. She has a strong instinctive reaction. In the moment when the woman flees out, she responds. She raises her palm and turns her knife into a knife. She steps up and cuts her neck. At the same time, she raises her right knee to her abdomen.

The woman was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, song Yan's reaction was so fast. She subconsciously stopped her body and retreated.

But she gave song Yan a chance.

After the integration of the medium-sized body skill, all kinds of fighting skills and condensed into his bones, song Yanqing had a drink, stepped forward two steps, turned his hands over, and a series of attacks attacked the woman like a storm.

Because he knew that the woman was cruel and cruel, he didn't dare to keep her hand.

Under the attack of song Yan, the woman was defeated day by day, and was soon forced to the corner of the wall. Her eyes flashed a surprise light. She never thought that the strength of this young man would be so strong. If she was not injured, there should be 50% to take him, but now she is seriously injured, and can play 50% of the strength at most, so she is not the opponent of the other party at all.

Because there was no room to dodge, the woman had to fight hard with song Yan. She collided several times in a row. The corner of her mouth began to bleed, and the wound on her lower abdomen also cracked. She felt the blood soaked in the bandage.

"Whoosh!"

Song Yan backs up and stares at her proudly: "don't think you can kill others at will if you have a little force. This time, I'll teach you a little lesson. If you dare to fight against me next time, you'll never give up!"

Hearing song Yan's words, the woman's eyes flashed with anger, but at last she didn't say anything. She took off her fur coat, exposed the bloodstained inner garment, tore off some sheets and began to bind them.

Seeing this, song Yan felt a little guilty and felt as if he had taken advantage of others' danger, so he said, "you can't do this kind of bazaar. It's easy to get infected. Why don't I buy some anti-inflammatory drugs for you?"

"At this time, the drugstore on the street has been closed for a long time. Where can you buy it?" The woman said coldly.

"Also ha!" Song Yan touched his head with embarrassment: "then I'll ask the hostess if she has a first aid kit there."

This time the woman didn't say a word.

"Do you have a first aid kit here, Madame? My friend is injured. Can I use it? "

The middle-aged landlady yawned and looked at Song Yan. Then her eyes became strange: "I have the first aid kit, but I can't give it to you in vain. Fifty yuan."

"Good." Song Yan took out fifty pieces and took photos at the front desk.

"Just a moment." The landlady reached for the money, then she took out a first-aid kit under the counter and handed it to song Yan. She said, "young man, be polite, don't kill people!"

Song Yan is not embarrassed. He grabs the first-aid kit and goes to the room. Behind him comes the voice of the owner's wife: "now, young people, it's crazy! It's all hurt! "

"Can I help you?"

Song Yan hands the first aid kit to the woman and asks politely.

He thought that the other side would refuse, but unexpectedly, the other side was silent for a few seconds and said: "you come to bandage me."

Song Yan was stunned and nodded.

He is a martial arts practitioner. It is inevitable that he will get hurt when practising martial arts. Therefore, he has a lot of experience in bandaging injuries.

When he opened the woman's bloody cloth, he was shocked. There was a five or six inch wound on her abdomen. It seemed that the wound was quite deep.

"Your wound is too serious. You'd better go to the hospital." Song Yan frowned.

"My pursuers are powerful." The woman is still cold, but song Yan can feel that her tone is not as cold as before.

Wen Yan and song Yan understand that since her pursuers know that she is injured, they will definitely pay attention to the hospital, clinic and other places. If they go to the hospital, they will be caught by themselves.

Then, song Yan wiped the blood around the wound with distilled water, then applied it with white medicine, and finally wrapped the wound with bandages.

"Well, you'd better not use any more force at this time, or your wound may crack at any time!" Song inkstone exhorted.

The woman did not speak, directly put on the leather clothes again.

As he packed the first aid kit, song Yan said, "my name is song Yan. What's your name?"

"I said, don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" The woman stared at him indifferently.

"I don't want to say that." Song inkstone curled his mouth and took the emergency rescue box to return it to the owner's wife.

At six o'clock in the morning, song Yan, who was sitting on the chair, woke up and saw that the woman was still sleeping. He quietly walked out of the room and went to the breakfast spot nearby to buy a breakfast and put it in the room. After thinking about it, he took out another 200 yuan and put it next to the breakfast.

When he walked out of the room, the sleeping woman suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the breakfast on the chair and the two hundred dollars. Her look was complicated.

Back to the dormitory, song Yan slept until noon, and the figure of the woman flashed in his mind. He wanted to see the hotel very much, but he didn't go for a long time.

He and the woman met by chance. To do so is the end of his duty. If he is involved with her again, he will probably cause trouble to himself or the eldest uncle's family.At two o'clock in the afternoon, song Yan goes to the martial arts school.

Although zhaojiaquan martial arts school is a martial arts school, it also has the nature of a gym. Compared with the evening, there are fewer people in the afternoon.

"Song Yan, have you not come for a while?" He Yong is quite intimate.

As Zhao Fengyang's eldest disciple, He Yong has learned his true skills. At least before the fusion of medium-sized body skills, song Yan was not his opponent, but he could also play 20 or 30 moves. As for now, song Yan is confident to defeat him in five moves.

"Yes, I have been studying hard. By the way, master Zhao is still shooting?"

"I just called master last night, and the play will be finished in about a week."

A week is not long. Song Yan decides to fight with Zhao Fengyang when he comes back.

"Song Yan, come with me. I have something to tell you."

After practicing in Song Yan for a while, Zhao Xiaoyu suddenly appears.

So, he followed Zhao Xiaoyu to the office, and the other side signaled him to close the door and said: "I called my brother about that last time, he agreed to teach you the three skills of my Zhao family boxing, but you must worship him as a teacher."

Song Yan is reluctant to take Zhao Fengyang as his teacher, because he thinks that his strength is not weaker than Zhao Fengyang. Even if the other side is strong, he is not strong enough. Maybe next time, he will draw a higher physical skill and surpass him in minutes.

He is not interested in learning from a person who is weaker than himself. Besides, he has also heard about the rules of martial arts practitioners. He is the father of a teacher all his life. He has systematic help. Sooner or later, he will be able to fly for thousands of miles. To worship a teacher will only limit his development.

So he said to Xiaoyu, "sister Xiaoyu, you misunderstood me. Last time, I was just joking with you."

"What do you mean, song Yan? Don't you want to learn from my brother? " Zhao Xiaoyu's face sank and he was very dissatisfied.

Hesitated, song inkstone or nodded.

"Get out of here!" Seeing that he nodded, Zhao Xiaoyu was furious and shouted at the door.

Song Yan did not know why Zhao Xiaoyu was so excited, so he had to smile and leave.

As soon as song Yan left, Zhao Xiaoyu scolded at the air: "son of a bitch, song Yan, I've tried my best to ask elder brother to accept you. You're so ungrateful. I'm so angry with you!"

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