Chapter 502 Abusing the Scum: Do you know who Lin Qingjia's medical skills were passed down to? [1st Update]
He was in his early twenties, full of youthful vigor.
Her deep-set eyes gave her a kind of decadent beauty, and her skin was very pale in the sunlight.
"You? You're just a brat, you—" The head of the Cohen family was still contemptuous, but suddenly, his words stopped abruptly, and his gaze froze on the sky.
The surfaces of these dozen or so aircraft all have numbers and markings.
The head of the Cohen family was not paying attention to the symbol, but to the number.
Although the Cohen family is not a prominent family in O continent, the head of the Cohen family has always been very concerned about matters related to the IBI due to their frequent involvement in smuggling and illegal transactions.
These aircraft have serial numbers that only IBI has!
What are the fears of families of all sizes in O continent?
What I'm afraid of is IBI.
Fine beads of cold sweat appeared on the head of the Cohen family's forehead, and for a moment he could not even stand up straight.
The Cohen family has always been very careful and would never leave any dirt on the public. How come they attracted the attention of the IBI this time because of a car race?
Are you kidding me?
The events were too coincidental, and the head of the Cohen family did not believe that it was because of the new weapons he had just bought from the underworld that the IBI had targeted him.
Moreover, the existence of the underworld was originally permitted in O Continent.
The head of the Cohen family naturally wouldn't dare to take action against Xiu Yu in China, but once he left the country, it would be fine.
"Wow, this fortress is really high-end and classy." Anthony crossed his arms. "Great design, buddy."
"How about this, I'll hire you as a designer for an international prison. Would you be happy?"
The tone was so irritating that the head of the Cohen family tried hard to recall the rumors about the IBI, and his expression changed.
There is only one person who fits this appearance, age, and personality.
His legs trembled, and his throat went dry: "Commander Anthony?"
The IBI actually sent a high-ranking official to their Heba state?
Or is he the commander of the air fleet?
Is the Cohen family head worth the IBI mobilizing so much resources?
The head of the Cohen family's legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud: "Commander Anthony, what... what have we done wrong?"
If it were a high-ranking official from IBI personally involved, it certainly wouldn't be something that could be swayed by a single racing competition.
But the head of the Cohen family racked his brains and still couldn't figure out where he had gone wrong.
"I don't care about the charges," Anthony snorted. "I'm only responsible for arresting all the lawbreakers here. Enough talk, are you coming over here yourself or should I go up to you?"
The head of the Cohen family was so weak in the knees that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
He was no longer the arrogant man he once was; his face was pale and ashen, and he could barely breathe.
Anthony stepped forward, grabbed the Cohen family head by the collar, and lifted him up: "You think you're so tough? Are you as handsome as me?"
The head of the Cohen family trembled, unable to utter a single word.
“Useless.” Anthony said, supporting him, “Let’s go.”
A voice came from behind.
"etc."
Anthony turned his head, paused for a moment, and then said, "Sister-in-law—"
Ying Zijin glanced at him.
Anthony swallowed back everything he was about to say.
I'll give him a piece of candy.
Before the Cohen family head could react, Anthony had already pried open his jaw and fed him the "candy".
This "sugar" melts in your mouth and is indeed very sweet.
But the head of the Cohen family felt as if his internal organs were being twisted together, as if being bitten by a thousand insects, and the pain made it hard for him to breathe.
“Behave yourself.” Just then, Anthony kicked him. “If you make me lose face, I’ll throw you into a swarm of sharks.”
The head of the Cohen family was sweating profusely, trembling uncontrollably, and his face was deathly pale.
Then he remembered another rumor.
Rumors suggest that the top brass of the IBI are actually a group of violent freaks.
**
IBI is known for its fast processing speed.
After Anthony brought back the head of the Cohen family and other members of the Cohen family who had broken the law, the investigation team and the security department quickly compiled all the criminal records.
The sentences vary depending on the severity of the offense.
In Heba state, detectives and agents were also in charge of cleaning up the mess.
"Hahaha, Li Xini, you idiot!" Anthony burst into the director's office, slammed his hand on the table, and laughed three times. "Didn't expect that, did you? Last time you were on a mission, this time I'm on one! And with my sister-in-law!"
"I didn't see what my sister-in-law looked like, but I did see her figure, it's amazing!"
Anthony clicked his tongue: "Sigh, you know, my sister-in-law has a great figure, good looks, and fighting skills, she's practically a goddess, how could she have fallen for this ascetic, Commander?"
He's more lovable than their superior; he's a handsome man.
Upon hearing this, Li Xini looked up from the computer screen, glanced at Anthony, and slowly began typing on the keyboard.
As Anthony was marveling at this, a series of bells rang.
This is the communication device he used to contact Fu Yunshen.
"Hello, sir, you called for me?" Anthony's blue eyes lit up, and he immediately straightened up. "The matter is settled. The dangerous weapons have been confiscated, the land belongs to the other residents, and everyone's safety is guaranteed. Please give further instructions."
"Daya is coming back from the Seventh Special Zone soon." On the other end of the line, Fu Yunshen's voice was lazy, with a hint of a smile. "Go and replace him. Before you come back, you need to train an elite team. Don't let your superiors down."
Anthony, who was just waiting for his reward, was instantly dumbfounded: "???"
Why was he exiled so soon after he made a contribution?
Although District 7 is indeed an IBI training site, why would he go out into the freezing cold at this time?
Moreover, how about training an elite team?
He can command warships, but training is not something Deputy Director Dai Ya should be doing.
"Hmm." Fu Yunshen's voice was gentle, but perfunctory. "Good boy, the pass has been arranged for you. Take your place immediately."
Anthony was hung up on.
He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly looked at Licinius.
Li Xini immediately raised his hand, looking completely innocent: "It's none of my business. I didn't do anything. I was just looking at the new recruits' information, preparing for their interviews."
"Pah! Anyone who believes you is a pig!" Anthony exclaimed indignantly once again. "The day I beat you, I'll take your place."
He had never seen such a shameless person.
**
News of the Cohen family's sudden attack by the IBI spread rapidly among the major families and forces in O Continent.
However, no one took it to heart, since this kind of thing had happened before.
Who made the Cohen family so unlucky to run into the IBI?
Even the four major conglomerates of O continent have to show respect to IBI.
Regardless of the circumstances, the IBI is the only international organization dedicated to maintaining global security; it doesn't discriminate based on region or race, it only focuses on saving lives.
This minor incident was quickly overlooked by O-Zone, as many racing enthusiasts focused their attention on the F1 series run by the Manson family.
After being cared for by Ying Zijing, Xiu Yu quickly recovered and learned that the Cohen family had been wiped out by the IBI.
Even Xiu Yu was shocked: "Ying, Father Ying, you wouldn't really be having an affair with the IBI's commander, would you?"
She also recalled that last year, when the Zhong family's prized possession, the Jadeite Collection, was stolen, IBI personally registered a Weibo account.
These two things are normal when viewed separately: the IBI's fight against international crime.
However, when viewed together, they become quite intriguing.
Ying Zijing paused for a moment, then said, "It's more than that."
They've already kissed.
Xiu Yu: "???"
She stroked her chin: "I'm going to prepare for the competition, Daddy Ying. Can you cheer me on later?"
Ying Zijing patted her shoulder and chuckled, "Of course."
These two words gave Xiu Yu a divine boost. She took her helmet and went to the locker room to change into her racing suit.
Ying Zijing glanced outside, her gaze lingering for a moment.
Just then, the phone rang; it was Zuo Li.
Ying Zijing hung up decisively and then sent a WeChat voice call.
"Ying," Zuo Li answered, puzzled, "Why did you hang up on me?"
"I'm in Continent O, international roaming."
Zuo Li: "..."
You, a wealthy woman who owns an entertainment empire, would care about the cost of international roaming?
Unlike him, he bought several boxes of whitening face masks for his wife, and all his savings were gone.
"I just wanted to let you know that classes have started at Imperial University." Zuo Li sighed. "There are still some things to discuss when you get back, no rush."
Ying Zijin nodded: "Okay."
"That's settled then." Zuo Li was very happy. "I'll wait for you to come back."
Ying Zijing hung up the phone and walked towards the audience seats.
**
The race car drivers' rest area.
Near the window, there was also a team composed of Asians.
A total of 48 teams qualified for the finals. Seven teams came from China, but five of them were reserve teams.
Besides the Xiu family's racing team, another team officially qualified for the competition, formed by a racing organization in China.
The team leader, like Xiu Yu, is also a very young woman, only around twenty years old.
"Aunt, don't worry." The girl's tone was indifferent. "This is the last time I'll participate in a race. After this, I'll focus solely on medicine."
Her hands are for studying medicine; racing is just for fun, not for serious purposes.
Her parents passed away the year she took the college entrance exam, and it was her aunt Yan Ruoxue who helped her.
Therefore, she listened to Yan Ruoxue's words.
"Anhe, it's good that you know this." Yan Ruoxue's tone softened. "Medical skills are much more useful in racing. Take good care of your hands. When you come back from the race, I'll take you to see Miss Qingjia."
She really liked her niece Yan Anhe; she was very promising and had a great talent for medicine.
At this point, Yan Ruoxue's tone became somewhat excited for the first time: "An He, do you know who Miss Qingjia's medical skills were passed down to?"
Yan Anhe was also curious: "Who?"
She had heard Lin Qingjia's name from Yan Ruoxue many times.
He is the number one genius who is proficient in both ancient medicine and ancient martial arts.
"Her sect was founded by the first person in ancient medicine, and her medical skills are the most orthodox in the ancient martial arts world," Yan Ruoxue said. "Miss Qingjia is very kind and helpful. I went to great lengths to get you a spot. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't bother with us ordinary people."
"You must seize this opportunity and try to join her school."
As long as one becomes a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, even if one only knows a little bit of traditional medical skills, one can establish oneself in the medical field, and Yan Anhe's future will be secure.
Yan Anhe smiled and nodded, "I understand, thank you, Auntie."
"By the way, I heard you say that there's a talented race car driver in China?" Yan Ruoxue wasn't interested in these things, so she asked casually, "Did he also go to participate in the competition?"
"Hmm." Yan Anhe glanced at Xiu Yu opposite her, her tone becoming somewhat indifferent. "She is indeed amazing. I watched her race when she was fifteen. However, she hasn't been involved in racing for five years. Even the best talent is gone."
Yan Ruoxue said a few more words before hanging up the phone.
Yan Anhe was casually looking at her phone when she saw a race car driver hurry in from outside and stand in front of Xiu Yu.
Many eyes in the hall turned to look at it.
"Sister Yu," the race car driver gritted his teeth, "I just went to the back, and all our cars..."
Xiu Yu's expression changed: "Take me there to take a look."
She got up and immediately followed the race car driver to the parking area behind the cars.
Yan Anhe's eyes flickered slightly, and she stood up and walked outside as well.
Her fellow racer looked at her and asked, "Captain Yan?"
"You wait here," Yan Anhe said calmly. "I'll go check it out."
The race car parking area wasn't far from the waiting area, and we arrived quickly.
Xiu Yu's eyes turned slightly cold.
The Xiu family's racing team has a total of seven cars, but now the tires and engines are all ruined.
It could only have been done by someone with ulterior motives, and it must be inextricably linked to the Manson Family, the organizers, since there are people specifically monitoring the place.
Race car drivers' cars are all custom-made; their tires and engines are far superior to those of ordinary vehicles.
The race is about to start, but the vehicle broke down, making it impossible to participate.
"The car broke down?" Yan Anhe, who followed her in, naturally noticed as well. "Miss Xiu, how about you become my navigator?"
Xiu Yu turned his head and sneered, "Dreaming in broad daylight?"
She didn't know Yan Anhe, but she had looked at the contestants' information before the competition.
When she was fifteen, she only became a navigator due to physical limitations.
This time, she's a race car driver.
She could be a navigator for her race car driver, but if she becomes a navigator for another team, the Xiu family's efforts will have been wasted this time.
"You're unwilling?" Yan Anhe's voice was tinged with mockery. "Among the shortlisted racers, who doesn't know you haven't raced in five years? Now you don't even have a car anymore. Are you going to go up there and embarrass us Chinese? You can only be a navigator."
"Miss Xiu, it's already a great favor that I've given you the opportunity to play."
Although I'm not writing about the real-life F1, I did watch some race replays. The worst part is, I had foreign commentators, so I was completely lost :)
Happy Lunar New Year's Eve! Wishing everyone a joyful Lunar New Year's Eve and a happy new year!
(End of this chapter)
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