Chapter 543 A Refined Young Lady from the Republican Era Gets the Male and Female Protagonists Killed (45)

He's a man, a strong and healthy man who's served in the military for many years. Surely he can't withstand a beating from her?

Jin Shu clenched her fist and stepped forward. Zhang Jisheng smiled and offered his hands.

"Come on, hit me however you want."

"Yes, as you wish."

The next second, Jin Shu swung her fist and smashed it hard into Zhang Jisheng's heart!

Zhang Jisheng's smile froze instantly, and his fair face turned as red as a boiled shrimp.

Pain spread across Zhang Jisheng's face. He bent over, clutching his chest with both hands, his face turning purple, and veins bulging on his forehead.

Immediately following, with a "vomiting" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted directly from his mouth.

At that moment, all the internal organs, including the heart, shifted instantly.

"Hmm..."

This time, Zhang Jisheng was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak.

Jin Shu twisted her wrist, slowly walked forward, and easily lifted Zhang Jisheng, who was lying on the ground, with one hand. Then she raised her leg and kicked him hard in the stomach.

"puff--"

This kick made him vomit blood.

"Stop...stop for a second..."

Zhang Jisheng painfully rolled over on the ground, using all his strength to raise his hand to cover his face, his voice barely audible.

"Stop hitting me...stop hitting me..."

Jin Shu looked down at him.

"Didn't you say you'd be fine with me killing you? This is nothing, and you can't even handle it?"

Zhang Jisheng had a mouthful of blood in his throat, and his eyes, red from the pain, stared weakly at Jin Shu.

"You...you really...are going to kill me..."

Zhang Jisheng dared to say such things entirely because he was a man and Jin Shu was a woman.

So what if Jin Shu hits him a couple of times? With her thin arms and legs, at most she'll just scrape his skin and make him suffer a little. What's a little injury compared to that?

But Zhang Jisheng regretted it the moment Jin Shu threw her first punch.

Something's not right.

Jin Shu is acting strangely.

This is hardly the strength a woman should have.

Even a strong man couldn't unleash such terrifying power.

Faced with such strength, he, a soldier who had served for many years, did not even have the slightest ability to stand up and resist.

It hurts so much.

His mind was completely blank; all he could think about was escaping from Jin Shu's clutches as quickly as possible.

"You've already signed the agreement, so even if the police come, they won't care whether you live or die."

You wasted so many years of my youth; taking half your life wouldn't be too much for me.

After saying that, Jin Shu swung her fist again, this time aimed at Zhang Jisheng's face, which he had always been proud of.

With one punch, half of his teeth were shattered, mixed with blood and saliva in his mouth, before Jin Shu punched them into his stomach.

Fifteen minutes later, Jin Shu calmly and composedly walked out of the alley.

A day later, news of Zhang Jisheng being beaten and disabled made the newspapers.

This incident caused just as much of a stir as the one involving Commander Liu.

The Zhang family, mother and daughter, went to the police station crying and making a scene, claiming that their son had been beaten by Jin Shu.

Who is Jin Shu?

Everyone in BH City knows him.

The most famous newspaper owner in BH City, and also the second richest man in BH City after Jiang Beilou, her exquisite and perfect face has appeared in the newspaper more than once, and she has become the dream lover of thousands of men.

Let's set aside the disclaimer that Zhang Jisheng signed himself.

Just by standing there, no one would believe that Jin Shu was the one who hit Zhang Jisheng.

How could such a delicate and frail woman from Jiangnan possibly commit such a bloody and violent act?

In conclusion, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with Jin Shu; Zhang Jisheng getting beaten was entirely his own fault.

In addition, because Commander Liu was sidelined and transferred, Zhang Jisheng, as one of his capable subordinates, naturally did not fare much better.

The day after he was crippled, orders came down from above, instructing Zhang Jisheng to set off immediately without any delay.

Upon hearing this news, Zhang Jisheng, who was lying in his hospital bed, almost died of anger on the spot.

But things have come to this point, so the choice is either to resign or go to Xinjiang for assistance.

In this situation, he was given very little time to consider, and orders to set off were issued one after another.

And so, Zhang Jisheng, dragging his ailing body, boarded the train bound for the frontier.

Zhang's mother went with him.

Zhang's mother wanted to take Zhang Jiqing with her, but Zhang Jiqing, who was already used to living in the city, would never go to such a remote place.

Moreover, she had already heard from other places that in that godforsaken place, some people even ate raw meat and drank blood, and the place was in complete chaos.

And so, Zhang Jiqing was left alone in BH City, holding the last fifteen yuan that his mother had left in her pocket before she left.

With no one paying tuition, Zhang Jiqing dropped out of school.

He rented a small room by himself, still dreaming of studying abroad.

Just when her dream was about to shatter, a strange man suddenly barged into her life.

The man said he was a diplomat of mixed race and would be returning to the United States in six months, and asked Zhang Jiqing if she would like to go back with him.

Having longed for love and freedom for so long, Zhang Jiqing naturally agreed without hesitation.

Three months later, Zhang Jiqing, still basking in the glow of love, wanted to tell the man the good news that she was pregnant. However, she waited in the rented apartment for a whole week, but the man never showed up again.

In despair and anguish, Zhang Jiqing couldn't understand why such men existed in the world.

She was simply following Zhao Hanying's advice to pursue her love with passion and boldness.

But in the end, how did she become a pitiful clown?

As her belly grew bigger day by day, Zhang Jiqing became increasingly frightened, because she knew that she would no longer even have the chance to find an honest man to marry.

So she went to a shady clinic run by a foreigner, gave him five dollars, and then lay down on the operating table.

Zhang Jiqing never woke up after lying down like that.

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"High school girl dies on operating table after miscarriage?"

Few news stories escape the ears of journalists.

Illegal clinics kill people; they go bankrupt overnight.

The word spread from one person to another, eventually reaching the ears of a reporter.

When reporters went to interview Zhang Jiqing, who died on the operating table, no one had even claimed her body.

Jin Shu learned about this in the afternoon. After seeing the photos, she called her secretary.

“Send someone to spend some money to make a proper place for the body.”

The secretary nodded and asked curiously.

"Do you know that person?"

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Jin Shu gave instructions to the newspaper reporter.

"Don't report this. Just go to the police station and report it."

It's a real shame that such good news isn't being reported.

But since the boss said so, they had no choice but to do as he said.