Her voice was as bland as usual, and her tone was flat.

It was cold and deserted, like clouds drifting away in the wind.

But just these three words made the air stagnate for a moment.

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment: "Why are you..."

But no one told anyone about his participation in black market boxing.

Moreover, most people don’t know about this underground market and won’t come here, especially girls.

Of course, Xiu Yu is an exception, she also often comes here to race.

Ying Zijin didn't respond, and repeated, "Go down."

Two words, no doubt about it.

Jiang Ran was now certain that she was talking to him.

Under normal circumstances, he would have been furious, but now—

He looked at his lumpy feet again, hammered the wall in anger, picked up his crutches with a dark face, and stood aside.

There was no time to figure out how Ying Zijin knew he was here. Jiang Ran hesitated for a moment and said, "They are not ordinary boxers. They are very skilled. Otherwise, you should..."

Ying Zijin didn't look back: "When you go down, just shut up."

Jiang Ran immediately stopped talking and his face became even darker.

He remembered the second time he fought with Ying Zijin, he was completely beaten.

Even if he took it seriously, he wouldn't have a chance to fight back.

It seems there is really nothing to worry about.

But Jiang Ran really couldn't understand how a girl could burst out with such powerful strength?

He could even be sure that even if he used his internal energy, he would still not be a match for Ying Zijin.

"Well." Jiang Ran couldn't finish the last word, "Thank you Ying, Ying...

"Keep it." Ying Zijin rolled up his sleeves and said calmly, "I'll call you later."

Jiang Ran: “…”

No.

He didn't actually want to scream.

The young man at the side understood what was going on.

"Young Master, you are such a loser." He shook his head, "It was just a fight, and you brought your girlfriend with you."

Jiang Ran glanced at the young man, but instead of getting angry, he smiled: "You'd better think before you speak, or it will be gone in a while."

girlfriend?

Does he dare?

This is the father of their whole class.

The kind that needs to be worshipped.

He is not daring enough.

"You're still being stubborn even at this time." The young man also laughed and shook his head. "It's okay to be a substitute, but there are also rules for being a substitute."

He pointed to a yellowed piece of paper on the wall and said, "See? The substitute beating is six times the normal beating."

Jiang Ran had chosen three people at that time, and Ying Zijin would take over to fight, so he had to fight eighteen people.

"Bullshit!" Jiang Ran got angry all of a sudden, "Where did the broken rules come from? You did it on purpose."

The young man shook his head and laughed: "Young Master, you still don't know the rules. You are so naive. What are you doing here?"

Black market boxing is not based on reason, it relies on fists to do everything.

Ying Zijin glanced at Jiang Ran, who was as frightened as a little lion.

Not only is he a silly kid, but he's also a middle school boy who hasn't grown up.

"But since your substitute is your girlfriend, you don't need her to beat them all at once." The young man smiled and said, "Just beat them one at a time."

"No need." Ying Zijin walked onto the boxing ring with a calm expression, "Let's go together. I'm in a hurry."

“…”

These words made the entire boxing ring fall silent.

Jiang Ran was silent for a few seconds, then he picked his ears to make sure if he had heard it wrong.

"Okay, you have the guts." After a moment of hesitation, the young man waved his hand and sneered, "Then let's go together. When the time comes, you mustn't cry out in pain."

Eighteen men walked up one by one, and the girl stood in the center of the boxing ring.

She was so thin that she looked like she could be blown away by the wind at any time.

And around her were eighteen adult men, each of them muscular, tall and strong.

"Young Master, you are really careless." The young man chuckled, "Your girlfriend will bleed in a little while."

Jiang Ran didn't say anything, staring at the boxing ring, feeling unsure.

Can eighteen people really win?

This is not an ordinary game, it is fatal.

"Young Master, you still have a chance to choose." The young man spoke again, sneer, "Could it be that one of your hands is not worth her life——"

The words were suddenly stuck in my throat.

Because in the boxing ring, the girl moved.

Without even looking at the boxers surrounding her, she used her wrists to push against the ground and suddenly jumped up.

The knee suddenly buckled forward!

“Crack!”

There was a clear sound of bones breaking, and the sternum of the person in front of him was broken in an instant, and he fell straight down.

Without giving others time to react, Ying Zijin tilted his head slightly and raised his hand to bend his elbow.

"Bang!"

An elbow was thrown out, knocking down the man on the right.

At the same time as the elbow strike, she used a knee strike again, suddenly breaking the other boxer's arm.

The girl didn't use much strength, but every movement was extremely precise.

It's as if he knows what his opponent is going to do in the next second, making it impossible to avoid it.

She moved among the enemies like a sharp blade.

Every time it falls, it is a sweep.

This was clearly a one-sided and inhumane beating.

But it also makes people feel the ultimate beauty.

The kind of beauty that can cut people is terrifying.

“…”

The young man who was in charge of black market boxing had his smile frozen on his face.

He watched in disbelief as the boxers fell one after another, stunned.

Finally, he could no longer suppress his inner fear and fled like crazy.

He rolled over and crawled, grabbed the phone and called: "Hey, something happened!"

Jiang Ran was also completely stunned: "..."

What kind of play is this?

Jiang Ran has been practicing since he was a child, so he is not a novice and has a good eye.

He could naturally see that Ying Zijin's skills did not belong to any of the current fighting and combat styles.

But, it looked familiar to him.

Jiang Ran frowned and thought for a long time before he remembered that he had read it in a book.

To be precise, everyone who practices ancient martial arts must have read this book.

Because of this book, this is the origin of ancient Chinese martial arts.

It records the original form of ancient martial arts, as well as some moves that can unleash the power of ancient martial artists without the need for internal energy.

After all, internal energy is just like the so-called internal force of those martial arts masters in TV dramas, which will be consumed completely.

The origin of ancient martial arts has always been a mystery, and its history is not long, only less than four hundred years.

The 19th century was the most glorious time for ancient martial arts.

It's a pity that it's becoming increasingly decadent now, and there are fewer and fewer people suitable for practicing ancient martial arts.

He also practiced forcefully, so the internal energy in his body was in chaos.

But if there were a real ancient martial artist to teach in person, this kind of thing would not happen.

But it cannot be found in the ancient martial arts world now.

Jiang Ran knocked his head.

He was really possessed, he actually connected their Ban Dad with the origin of ancient martial arts.

Even though the lifespan of ancient warriors is longer than that of ordinary people, the people who created ancient martial arts are already buried underground.

Jiang Ran raised his head and then looked towards the boxing ring.

But he didn't have time to take a closer look.

The eighteen men had all fallen on the boxing ring, twitching constantly.

Some of them even fainted.

Ying Zijin jumped off the stage and landed easily.

She walked over, picked up the milk tea that had been placed on the ground, and touched the cup.

Well, it's good and still hot.

She doesn't have to spend money to buy another cup.

After inserting the straw into the cup, Ying Zijin walked outside.

She came quietly and left quietly.

"Wait!" Jiang Ran held onto his crutches and hopped on one foot to catch up, "Wait for me! Father Ying!"

As soon as he called out this name, he wanted to slap himself.

What a disappointing mouth.

Ying Zijin stopped and glanced at him: "You should go back the same way you came here."

After saying that, she ignored Jiang Ran and left.

Cold and heartless, as if he wasn't the father coming to save his son.

Jiang Ran: “…”

He had no choice but to drag his legs, jump to the outside of 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 Huaping put down the fashion magazine in her hand and smiled: "See how you die."

Jiang Ran's face darkened: "Mom!"

"What a pity." Jiang Huaping sighed softly, "I could have lived alone with your dad, but now you're the third wheel."

Jiang Ran shut up.

He was sure that his mother already knew about the black market boxing.

Not coming up to beat him up was already considered as controlling my temper.

"Come here and stay on the bed." Jiang Huaping lifted Jiang Ran's ear with one hand and threw him directly onto the bed. "If you run around when you're injured again, don't blame me.

Jiang Ran hissed, "Mom, be gentle, it hurts."

"It's okay if it hurts." Jiang Huaping let go of her hand and crossed her arms. "I'll teach you a lesson. If it doesn't work, I'll chop off your legs myself."

Jiang Ran covered his head with a quilt and refused to communicate with Ms. Jiang.

"Remember to take your medicine." Jiang Huaping walked out and closed the door.

She frowned and thought about it, then decided to call the imperial capital.

——

After leaving the underground market, Ying Zijin went to Shaoren Hospital.

With the new doctor, more patients come to Shaoren Hospital.

The daily cash flow is also increasing, almost catching up with Shanghai No. 1 Hospital.

"Ms. Ying, thank you so much." The dean truly admired the girl in front of him. "The information you left behind has really benefited us a lot."

The dean is also learning very humbly, and the more he learns, the more surprised he is.

It's really unbelievable that such a young girl knows more about medicine than the older generation.

Moreover, he did not hide it at all and just shared it directly.

But think about it.

They really can't even begin to catch up with Miss Ying's medical skills.

At least they can't learn the Golden Needle Crossing technique even with the tutorial.

Ying Zijin nodded: "If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"Okay, thank you again, Miss Ying." Just as the dean was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.

There was a cough, a shallow and hollow sound.

"Excuse me, is the miracle doctor here?"

Ying Zijin turned his head and looked towards the source of the sound.