Zhou Qing's expression changed drastically.
Intuition sends a warning to the brain: if you try to block this force with your hand, your bones will break.
He quickly took two steps back, but before he could make a move, Jiang Shuyin threw another punch. The wind from the punch made his eyes dry and his hair fly backward.
Ultimately, they were at a disadvantage.
He changed his strategy, widening the distance between them. He knew that Jiang Shuyin's original ability, as indicated in the information, was a power ability. This first-class ability would improve as the level increased, so a head-on confrontation was not an option. He decided to defend, observe, and wait for an opportunity.
It has to be said that Zhou Qing still doesn't understand women.
From a physiological perspective, women have a higher pain tolerance than men, and under the same intensity, women's endurance also exceeds that of men.
Jiang Shuyin had been traveling in another world for seven years. As the saying goes, it takes ten years to hone a sword. In those seven years, she solidified her foundation and her endurance was different from before. The reason Zhou Qing was able to persist until now was purely because she deliberately held back. She hadn't trained for a while, and she was now essentially rebuilding.
Zhou Qing had a good foundation, and it wasn't until noon when the cafeteria opened that he revealed a weakness, allowing Jiang Shuyin to defeat him.
With her head pressed against the floor, sweat dripping from her hair, and her body heaving violently, Jiang Shu was worried: "Won't she suddenly die?"
She felt both gratified and ashamed that her subordinates were working so hard.
"Can you get up?"
"cannot."
Zhou Qing didn't want to lift a single finger. He closed his eyes and gasped for breath: "Instructor, please put me in a chair and give me a full bowl of rice. Thank you."
He wanted to see what she would do, Zhou Qing curled one corner of his mouth.
The person approached and walked to his side. The touch of the arm revealed that it was a slender hand. But suddenly, he was lifted halfway up by a force. Zhou Qing opened his eyes abruptly and gritted his teeth, saying, "How could you drag me away?"
Jiang Shuyin threw the person onto a chair and retorted, "Otherwise what?"
"I'm going to get the food. Is there anything you don't want to eat?"
Zhou Qing was furious: "Anything is fine, I will definitely finish all the food that Instructor Jiang served."
Jiang Shu led them to the cafeteria, where they happened to run into Minister Hu, who arrived late, and the two walked together.
Minister Hu was about to ask her, "Are you settling into your work? The task force is full of young, lively, and open-minded people. Their rules and regulations aren't rigid. Why isn't Zhou Qing with you?"
He remembered that Zhou Qing thought highly of Xiao Jiang.
Jiang Shuyin forced a smile: "He's quite tired today, so I got him his food."
Minister Hu stopped, turned around, and stared intently at her: "It seems you two have a really good relationship, then I'm relieved."
Jiang Shuyin just smiled.
Thanks to Minister Hu, who knew he would definitely come down for dinner, the chef reserved some dishes for him. Jiang Shu took advantage of this and ordered braised chicken and stir-fried water spinach.
"Minister Hu, I'll head back now. Captain Zhou is still waiting."
Minister Hu waved his hand.
After she left, the chef finally spoke, "Who was that girl?"
Minister Hu was approachable, spitting out a chicken bone as he struck up a conversation: "Special task force instructor, aren't you impressive?"
"......sharp."
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The task force has two shifts, morning and evening. The members of the evening shift arrived an hour early today. Zhou Qing introduced them to her: "I and the deputy team leader Ma Fuqiang take turns on the morning and evening shifts. This week it's his turn to work the evening shift. You haven't met before, so let's get to know each other first."
Ma Fuqiang looked to be around forty years old. People of that age who still do high-intensity work tend to have a certain ruthlessness. He was indifferent to the female instructor who had been parachuted in; he didn't dislike her, but he had heard that she was quite tough.
"Instructor Jiang."
“Captain Ma.” Jiang Shuyin nodded, and then Ma Qiang’s gaze drifted over Zhou Qing next to her, lingering for a second on his trembling legs.
After getting to know each other, Jiang Shu said a couple of polite phrases that Liu Dan had taught her. It was almost time to get off work, so the group went to the cafeteria for a meal, which helped to shorten the distance between them.
Zhou Qing stood at the window: "Old Liu, are you out of that braised chicken from lunch? I'd like another serving."
Chef Liu kept his head down and worked, saying in a muffled voice, "That's all. Now we only have celery, dried tofu, and chicken legs."
"I want them all, and please give me more. I didn't eat enough at noon, and I'll be hungry again at three o'clock."
Chef Liu rolled his eyes inwardly: Then you shouldn't eat this meal. You'll be hungry again right away if you do, so it's better not to eat at all.
Zhou Qing brought the dish over, a bowlful, mostly green with a little yellow, all celery: "This..."
Chef Liu interrupted loudly: "Next—"
Next up was Jiang Shuyin. Her teammates all rushed to get her food, but she refused.
When Chef Liu saw it was her, he unconsciously softened his voice: "Instructor Jiang, would you like celery or tofu skin?"
"I'd prefer dried bean curd sticks. I can't stand celery or cilantro," Jiang Shuyin chuckled.
"good."
Chef Liu ladled out a generous spoonful of dried bean curd, enough for two meals, and then added the biggest chicken leg. The chicken leg was so big that Zhou Qing could tell it was different as soon as it was served.
Alright, Lao Liu, let's see how the dishes are made.
Jiang Shuyin burned a lot of calories today, ate all the food, put the plate back, and came over to say goodbye to her teammates: "I'm off work now, see you tomorrow."
Her job only requires her to work day shifts; she trains whichever team is on her daytime schedule.
"See you tomorrow, instructor!" Dozens of men shouted in unison, causing a stir throughout the entire canteen.
Jiang Shuyin quickly hurried away from the scene, nearly getting herself killed; other departments were also there.
On the bench she passed on her way home, she caught a glimpse of Xie Yin out of the corner of her eye. He was walking alone down the street, his black collared coat wide open, his tall and elegant figure attracting the attention of men and women around him.
His nose bridge is like a mountain ridge, and from the side it's like a peak.
Xie Yin suddenly turned his head.
Looking straight ahead...
He moved his lips, and Jiang Shu frowned to try and decipher them. Two honks from the car behind them urged him on, "Beep—beep—".
It turned out the light had turned green, and the car in front had already crossed the zebra crossing on the other side. Jiang Shuyin released the brake and drove a distance before stopping on the side of the road.
Xie Yin walked slowly over, his lips dark red and a smile playing on his lips.
What did you just say?
"Take me with you."
Jiang Shu laughed out loud, gave a thumbs-up and pointed behind her: "No problem." Then she asked, "Why did you come out?"
You know, this guy isn't interested in anything, and he rarely leaves his house.
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