(Time Travel + Space + Ancient Martial Arts + 1v1 + Patriotism) The descendants of the great shaman priest have dwindled. Unable to bear it, the old ancestor sends a modern orphan girl to the 1960s...
After preparations, the shop that An Moxue and Sophia and several others jointly opened finally opened for business.
Several people stood at the shop entrance, watching the guests come and go. An Moxue wore a polite, professional smile.
Katyusha asked uncertainly, "Mo Xue, do you think anyone would be willing to participate in this kind of experiential consumption?"
The others were also unsure, as it was their first time doing business and they had no experience.
An Moxue looked at her and replied, "If I gave you such an opportunity, would you want to give it a try?"
After thinking about it for a while, the group decided that it wouldn't hurt to give it a try; if things didn't work out, they could always just not come back.
Thinking about it that way, I feel like it might be possible.
Sofia said, "We've sent out quite a few invitations, and look at all these young women. We must seize this opportunity to keep them here."
Martha also said, "I think it's no problem. We're offering free image design, experiential marketing, one-on-one service, preparation, and prize draws. This is the first time we've done this before. Nobody else has ever done this before."
After a while, three girls arrived together. They were all Saiya's former high school classmates. Saiya led them into the store.
The constant stream of people coming to the door were all drawn by the family backgrounds of these few individuals; how many they could retain depended on their abilities.
Polina led her friends over and waved to An Moxue and the others from afar.
An Moxue felt that she was like a little sun, always warm and enthusiastic wherever she went, making everyone around her feel cozy and warm.
"Sister Jiduo, congratulations on the opening of your store! I heard there were some experiential activities, so I called my friends over."
When Polina arrived in front of the group, An Moxue said to her and her friends, "Let me take you inside! I'll also introduce you and see what you're thinking and what you need."
And so, amidst the comings and goings, the day passed, and the group summarized the day's achievements.
Saiya exclaimed, "This is such a surprise! This is such a surprise! Eighty-one people have tried the trial kits today and they are extremely satisfied. They heard that there are so many priority benefits for becoming a member, so they became members on the spot. The money we collected from members in just one day is enough to keep us running for a while. This is really a good start."
Katyusha exclaimed excitedly, "Yes, doing business is so interesting! The feeling of earning money myself is simply amazing!"
Sofia thought to herself that if things continued this way, she would soon be able to earn enough money to buy gifts for her parents.
An Moxue thought to herself that if the store continued to operate normally, her network of contacts would only get better and wider.
At night, An Moxue had just opened the door when she noticed something amiss. She did a backflip and suddenly had a triangular military dagger in her hand. The intruder lunged forward, but An Moxue not only didn't dodge, she met him head-on. The dagger drew a line of blood, and the intruder fell to the ground, unable to get up.
Two more people attacked from the left and right sides simultaneously, each strike aimed at vital points, but An Moxue dodged them all. The attackers were ruthless, and An Moxue showed no mercy in return. In just a few rounds, both of them were injured.
Knowing they were outmatched, the two men cried out, and four more people emerged from the house. This time, An Moxue was completely enraged and no longer held back. If she hit an enemy, they would either bleed or suffer broken bones. All these burly men fell to the ground, unable to fight back.
An Moxue gently wiped the military dagger in her hand with a pure white handkerchief and said to the group of people, "Go back and tell your master that you are a bit weak! Next time, send someone stronger! The first three are still visiting the police station! Or you can come find me when you are convinced."
Everyone looked at each other, unsure how to respond.
"What, you want to go to the police station? Or you can wait a moment, the police station isn't far from here, we'll be there soon."
After An Moxue finished speaking, she walked into the house, ignoring the people lying haphazardly on the ground.
Seeing that An Moxue really didn't care about them, these people went inside the house, not caring about anything else. They left An Moxue's house in twos and threes, helping each other, and even thoughtfully closed the door behind them.
An Moxue wasn't in a hurry about the Popov family. After all, she wasn't the one who fell ill or died. She could treat the visitors as a way to stretch her muscles. Her skills had just hit a bottleneck these days. Back in Lan Kingdom, she could go deep into the mountains and forests to find wolves and tigers as sparring partners, but that wasn't possible now. It was good that the Popov family sent a batch, but they were a bit weak and couldn't last more than a few moves. She hoped that next time more people would come and they could last longer.
I wonder what Popov and his grandson would think if they knew what An Moxue was thinking.
What they thought was never within An Moxue's consideration. She was thinking about how to handle things in Esairi before the summer vacation so that she could go back to Lan Country and hand over the gun blueprints to the organization. How could she feel at ease if she didn't personally hand over something so important to someone she trusted?
Moreover, the assassination attempt on General Ak is still under strict investigation. During this time, she has not been involved in any activities, and she has not even contacted Wu Sicheng. She doesn't know if his mission went smoothly.
What was Wu Sicheng doing at this moment?
He and Fu Shanyue were trapped in a ventilation duct in a basement of the Puda Military Research Institute, with alarms sounding outside.
Fu Shanyue lowered his voice and asked Wu Sicheng, "Damn it, the security here is so tight! What did we run into that triggered the alarm?"
Wu Sicheng took out a simplified map and said, "There must be something here that neither of us is familiar with, and we've touched it. The most important thing right now is to get out of here as soon as possible; we can think about that later. The longer we delay, the worse it will be for us. Here's what we'll do: after we get out of here, there should be a forest. We can only rush in that direction. Once we're in the forest, we'll have a chance to escape. Then, in the forest, you run this way, and I'll run that way. We'll meet up on this path. If that doesn't work, we'll contact each other again after we get home. Remember, once you get out, don't look back."
"Okay." Neither of them was the type to fuss over things, and besides, they didn't have time to think about it any further.
The two men ran out through the ventilation duct and were quickly spotted by the people in the military research institute. Neither of them hesitated to use their weapons, throwing grenades one after another as if they were free, successfully stopping the enemy's pursuit.
As Fu Shanyue ran, he kept cursing, "Damn it, the weapons in this military research institute are really something else, powerful, and really useful."
Wu Sicheng suppressed the urge to hit him and said, "Stop talking nonsense and get out of here."
The pursuers behind them, seeing the two men's reckless fighting style, became fearful and kept their distance, creating favorable conditions for the two men to escape.
"Charge! You over there! I'll cover this side!"