Originally, Fu Xiao was only defending and not attacking. After all, an old person of this age probably has loose bones. If she failed to stop the kick and got injured, there would be no explanation at that time.

But after taking two of his moves, Fu Xiao realized that this old man was a martial artist and had been trying to provoke her to attack.

Then there is nothing to worry about...

Her eyes changed and her speed increased. She stopped defending and started attacking.

There was no intention of stopping, and he began to ignore the white hair and wrinkles on the face of the person in front of him.

It’s not that she is disrespectful to the elderly, but have you ever seen a serious old man with such skills?

Stronger than Lu Yuan.

The kick was merciless and Fu Xiao took a step back after being kicked.

Her eyes became sharper and she stepped forward again. This time she attacked first, but the old man was defending with ease.

Although the old man's eyes flashed with satisfaction, he still provoked her mercilessly: "You little girl, your strength is still not enough."

Feeling Fu Xiao's violent ups and downs in emotions, he said again: "And he's a little impetuous..."

"Just like your father back then, full of energy, but not as skilled..."

Fu Xiao suddenly became furious and almost couldn't help cursing out loud.

Anyone would be impatient if a stranger said this to them.

She glared at the old man, raised her hand to rub her hurt arm, gathered all her strength, clenched her fist, calmed down, and began to observe his weaknesses.

Li Qi walked out of the department store and was surprised when he didn't see Fu Xiao in the car.

I looked around but didn't see anyone, and I became extremely anxious.

When Song Ruyuan was riding a bicycle, he saw Li Qi, who looked anxious. He stepped aside and asked, "Li Qi, what's wrong?"

Li Qi turned around and saw him, and replied: "Mr. Song, I don't know where our young lady has gone."

"I'll just go out and buy a bottle of drink,"

Song Ruyuan frowned and looked around with sharp eyes. Finally, his gaze fell on a familiar figure in the corner, and he immediately had a guess in his mind.

He walked up to the man and said respectfully, "Uncle Wang,"

Uncle Wang nodded with a smile and said to the two of them, "Mr. Qi was just playing with the kid, don't worry."

Song Ruyuan glanced into the alley and chuckled, "Uncle Wang, I'd better go in and take a look."

Uncle Wang had no intention of stopping them, so he just stepped aside and let the two of them in.

As soon as I walked in, I saw the old man facing Fu Xiao’s fist.

The child took a step back and stood still, his hands behind his back trembling slightly.

Song Ruyuan frowned, and seeing that the old man was about to move forward, he quickly stepped forward, pulled Fu Xiao behind him, and raised his hand to block the old man's move.

"Teacher, that's enough..."

The old man in front of him is Mu Lianshen’s teacher, and none of his disciples are ordinary people.

People in Beijing call him Mr. Qi.

The reason why Song Ruyuan also called him teacher was because he had studied under him for a period of time.

Mr. Qi is a person who loves talents, and he wants to teach those with good talents when he meets them.

Of course, the first thing was to pass his tests, and when he tested a person he would do everything he could to bring out the person's full potential.

They had all experienced it, so of course they knew it, but Fu Xiao was a girl, and Mu Lian usually protected her like the apple of his eye, and he certainly wouldn't want to see her suffer, so Old Qi must have come here without telling anyone.

He had fought with Old Qi before, so he knew how painful his blows were. He felt a little sorry for Fu Xiao's trembling hands, let alone Mu Lianshen.

Thinking of this, he hid Fu Xiao even tighter and looked at Mr. Qi seriously, "Teacher, this is still a child..."

Old Qi sighed, "Does it really need to protect her so closely? How can I bully her?"

"Kid?" He glared at Song Ruyuan unhappily, "This is not an ordinary child, he is very brave."

Sure enough, when Old Qi took a glance, he saw the little girl behind Song Ruyuan. There was no timidity on her face, and she even rolled her eyes at him.

"Ha ha ha ha,"

Seeing this, he laughed out loud and shook his head, "That's enough for today. I'm leaving now, little one. We'll see you another day."

Fu Xiao responded with a cold snort.

Old Qi paused, turned around and looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

His eyes moved to Song Ruyuan's face again, and he pointed at the wound on his face and said, "Are you... letting someone vent their anger?"

"Are your skills so bad now?" He glanced at him with an indescribable look and then walked out.

Song Ruyuan had been hiding Fu Xiao behind him, watching Old Qi walk out of the alley. He then turned around and looked Fu Xiao up and down, and whispered, "Are you hurt anywhere?"

Fu Xiao moved his arm and said, "It's okay. It doesn't hurt."

He picked up Fu Xiao's wrist and looked at it, staring at the redness and swelling and frowning, "Go back and ask your father to get some medicine for you."

Facing the genuine concern of others, even though he was not familiar with him, Fu Xiao did not show any indifference, and nodded with a smile, "Got it, thank you Uncle Song."

"Uncle?" Song Ruyuan chuckled, "I am two years older than your father."

"Then uncle..." Fu Xiao tilted his head and smiled.

Old Qi walked out of the alley and followed Uncle Wang into a military jeep.

As soon as he got in the car, he couldn't hold back and smiled widely, "Old Wang, this kid is extraordinary."

"She kicked me hard, and almost broke my old arms and legs."

He raised his hand and rubbed his arm. "Fortunately I held on, otherwise I would have been embarrassed in front of her."

That's right. If he gets hurt by this girl, it would be a joke if people tell others about it. But he is her father's teacher and he can't lose face.

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