[Chapter 101 Chapter 101 The Female Teacher's Dog Training Rules (28)]
When Zhao Jinling and Yan Qing were on their way down the mountain, they were attacked.
The black off-road vehicle rammed into the two people's car at an extremely fast speed, as if it wanted to die together with them.
After the harsh sound of brakes, dense bullets hit the car body like raindrops.
"Can you shoot?" The man opened the box next to the speed lever, revealing two black pistols.
He seemed to be accustomed to such assassinations, and his young face was full of calmness that was inconsistent with his age.
Yan Qing's expression changed from panic at the beginning to calmness, and his pupils shrank slightly when he saw the gun.
The right rear tire was blown out, and the car suddenly spun and drifted, almost running out of the cliff on the side of the road.
"I've seen Master shoot."
There was no time to think, so she picked up one of the weapons, leaned through the open skylight, and shot the assassin who was approaching her in the wrist.
The two took the opportunity to get off the car.
Zhao Jinling dealt with one person and saw Yan Qing's trembling hand. He pulled her to avoid a stray bullet that bounced from the car door.
"Teacher, are you scared?" He did not miss Yan Qing's pale face.
Yan Qing pretended to be shooting and wounding someone for the first time, and softened in his arms, but his tone of rebuttal was tough: "How is it possible?"
Zhao Jinling hugged her tighter: "If the teacher hadn't been here today, I would have been hurt."
Yan Qing brushed him away: "What should we do next?"
Zhao Jinling raised his cell phone to indicate that someone would come to solve the problem.
When the people from Sanjianghui arrived, she insisted on going back, but the man kept her back with one sentence: "Qingqing, don't you want to know where Lin Shuxian is?"
Yan Qing was taken to the Zhao family's private cemetery by Zhao Jinling.
The night was dark and a light rain began to fall, bringing the coolness of autumn into my pores.
Two beams of car lights illuminated the stone tablet in front of them. There was no photo on it, only three simple words: "Lin Shuxian".
Yan Qing stood there stiffly, staring at the tombstone without blinking.
"He was my closest instructor. He was hired by my father to teach me assassination techniques when I was ten years old, and he taught me until I was sixteen."
Zhao Jinling held up the umbrella, with the black umbrella tilted towards her, shielding her from all the wind and rain coming from the side.
The strict instructor also has a kind side, which almost replaced the fatherly love that he lacked in his childhood.
Instructor Lin was also the first person he killed.
Just like the dog he raised as a child, his father would force him to kill his closest friend in cold blood.
Afterwards, he was locked in a dark room with those illegitimate children.
No water, no food.
Until there was only one person left alive.
They had no weapons and in order to survive, they bit each other like mad dogs.
After successfully coming out of the dark basement, he officially became the young master of the Sanjiang Society.
Then he went to Shenghui College.
His father's original intention was for him to win over some young men from wealthy families in preparation for whitewashing the Sanjiang Society.
"It could also be that they have the same name and surname." Yan Qing choked up and spoke, her fingertips stiffly sliding across the words carved on the stele.
She suddenly grabbed the man's hand and said, "Tell me what he looks like."
Zhao Jinling described Lin Shuxian's appearance and watched the remaining light in her eyes dim bit by bit.
His right hand rested on her back, soothing her.
Yan Qing fell on his chest, her tears wetting his clothes.
Xiao Ba found out that Lin Shu was a mercenary with erratic whereabouts. Before joining the Sanjiang Society, he mostly operated on the Myanmar border.
The southern Yunnan Province where the original owner was located happened to border Myanmar.
This is also the biggest reason why she dared to put Lin Shuxian's skin on her fictitious master.
After a little polishing, she quickly made up a story about how she saved the injured Lin Shuxian in the mountains when she was a child and was therefore accepted as his disciple.
Yan Qing grabbed his hand tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh, and asked him in despair: "Tell me how Master died, who killed him?"
She did not hide the hatred in her eyes and was determined to get an answer.
"Qingqing..." Zhao Jinling hugged her, his eyes fell on the name on the monument, and he lowered his eyes to hide the sadness in his eyes.
Yan Qing caught a flash of guilt in his expression.
When the man raised his head again, he pushed the matter onto Han Wei, the second-in-command of the Sanjiang Society, without any burden.
"I will take good care of you on behalf of the instructor." He promised affectionately.
Yan Qing just remained silent, as if still immersed in sadness.
She stayed at the cemetery till dawn, and the friendship between her and Lin Shuxian moved Zhao Jinling even more.
The light of the sky broke through the clouds and the place was silent.
She took a deep breath and pulled a bitter smile on her lips: "Come to think of it, you should call me Senior Sister."
Zhao Jinling avoided her gaze and left the cemetery with her with heavy steps.
The more guilty he felt towards his instructor Lin Shuxian, who was both his teacher and his father, the more he wanted to compensate Yan Qing, his "senior sister".
The next day Yan Qing took his car back to school.
It happened to be Friday, and the weekend holiday was combined with the National Day.
There was no such thing as adjusting holidays at Shenghui College, so we just gave them nine days off.
Taoist Master Ziwei became famous a few days ago for predicting two major events, bringing the declining Qingyun Temple back into the public eye.
He predicted that the B4130 international flight from Beijing Hengqin Airport would crash at high altitude on its first flight on September 26 due to personal reasons of the co-pilot.
Since there were many overseas scientific researchers on the flight that day, the country attached great importance to it and launched an investigation in a timely manner even though the flight was withdrawn as soon as it came on the hot search.
The co-pilot's suicide revenge plan was actually discovered.
The old man was summoned by the police for this. Unexpectedly, he kept on making shocking statements and actually predicted on the spot that there would be a sudden earthquake in the East City of Jingcheng at 2 a.m. on the 29th.
The Hengfei incident happened first, and after being reported through various levels, it alarmed the central leadership.
Tong Ruhai was present in person and offered his entire fortune as a guarantee.
The leader was also a man of character. He immediately dispatched his soldiers to the East City of Jingcheng to evacuate the people in the name of a strategic exercise.
Even though he knew that if something went wrong he would be held responsible for the panic caused and even lose his bright future, he was still willing to do it.
"The safety of people's lives is of paramount importance and we cannot be careless in the slightest," he said firmly.
The news on the Internet has been blocked as much as possible, but because the commotion was too loud, it still caused quite a stir.
Taoist Ziwei looked like an immortal, but in fact he was as anxious as an ant on hot pan.
I kept praying in my heart that the ancestors would bless me and that this would be the first time for Taoism to be revived.
He was being stared at by a group of people, with pairs of eyes shining on him like searchlights.
He felt like his old bones were about to fall apart from being stared at.
Ku Xixi complained that Yan Qing was disrespectful and had tied him up on a pirate ship, from which he could not get off.
But when he thought of the more than 130 passengers and other crew members of Hengfei who were rescued, his heart slowly settled down.
At 2:28 a.m. on September 29, an earthquake with a magnitude of 8.0 on the Richter scale and 8.3 on the moment magnitude occurred in East Jingcheng City.
Thanks to the Chinese government's early evacuation, no one died in this earthquake!
The only few people who were injured were those who accidentally sprained their feet during the evacuation.
This incident was like a huge storm, the sound of which could be heard throughout the world.
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