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Chapter 145 Practice Fighting

After packing up these things, Qin Jin took the elevator to his place where he lived. Qin Jin entered the house, then walked up to the balcony and sat on the lounge chair on the balcony, feeling very depressed. Who is this person? Did he also encounter the invincible lunatic in the joke? He would kill someone when he caught him? Qin Jin thought about it and thought that the only possibility was that the accomplice of the man who had kidnapped him and Bai Suxue.

In Bai Suxue's words, these people are involved in the Japanese intelligence department and Taiwan's intelligence department. Since it is the intelligence department, it is no big deal to know where Qin Jin lives, but he fucked, why do these guys kill themselves? Is it just because they ruined their good things? Qin Jin still couldn't think of it, but no matter what, fuck, this place must not be lived in.

I'm so sad, don't think about being entangled by these guys, but if it were these people, how could he send such a trash person and even avoid him? But when he thought of these people's pistols, Qin Jin was so angry that he was rude. Damn, there's no way to go by the river. This time Qin Jin's fate is good, but next time? Can he still report so quickly? Thinking of this, Qin Jin suddenly envied Qin Wanyan's skills. If Qin Wanyan had just changed, Qin Jin would be sure that that guy didn't even have a chance to shoot.

Qin Jin has decided not to tell anyone about what happened today, and it will be useless to tell them. However, an unstoppable idea suddenly emerged in Qin Jin's mind. Should he learn to learn skills from Qin Wanyan? Or learn to fight? At least there is a capital for heroes to save beauty in the future? Human things are very strange. Sometimes when an idea comes up, you will think about it endlessly. When Qin Jin thinks about it, it is feasible. Learn something by himself, at least it won't be bullied, right?

Every woman has a dream of a prince charming dream, and every man also has a dream of a prince charming dream, but a woman dreams that she is the one who is favored by a prince charming, and a man dreams of being this prince charming. Although the person riding a white horse is not necessarily a prince, Tang Seng is also a novice. He does it when he thinks of it. This is the principle of Qin and Jin. Once Qin and Jin decide to learn something, he is not the kind of man who gives up halfway.

Qin Jin stood up excitedly and walked into the living room. As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Qin Wanyan walking down from the building. Qin Jin immediately said excitedly: "Wanyan, can you teach me the skills?" Qin Wanyan was slightly stunned for a moment, and then said for a while: "I don't know how to work, I only know how to fight, or the skills of killing people." Qin Jin nodded immediately and said, "No matter what it is, as long as you can fight, you can do it."

In fact, the poor Qin Jin was also stimulated. Wanyan agreed without hesitation. Don’t let her teach him to fight, even if she was asked to die for him, Qin Wanyan would not have any fear of death. If it weren’t for Qin Jin, she would have lost any hope for this world. "Well, then the place we live now is not good. I think it’s a remote place. I will call to ask." Qin Jin immediately began to talk to himself.

After thinking about it, Qin Jin quickly called Murong Shiyu's phone number. Only Murong Shiyu knew that it was not suitable for his house. The phone was connected, and the doorbell remembered. Qin Jin signaled Qin Wanyan to open the door. Qin Wanyan immediately walked over and opened the door. It was Nalan Ruoyu. He gave Nalan Ruoyu a wink, and Qin Jin signaled her to sit first. The phone was connected, but Murong Shiyu didn't answer, and didn't know what he was doing.

Until a minute came, no one answered, what was it? When she was using her, she stopped answering the phone. Was she intimate with a man? Qin Jin felt a little yelling in his heart, "Qin Jin, who are you calling?" Nalan Ruoyu asked softly. In front of Qin Jin, Nalan Ruoyu did not have the cold appearance he usually looked like. Today, Nalan Ruoyu was surprisingly wearing a light pink casual outfit, and her whole body became much more beautiful.

"Murong Shiyu, I want to ask her where to buy villas? The surroundings need to be clean. I want to move." Qin Jin said helplessly, "Villa? What are you looking for a villa?" Nalan Ruoyu asked in confusion, "I want to learn fighting with Wanyan. I can't keep wandering like this." Qin Jin did not hide at all. "Fighting? Oh, I have a villa, live in my place." Nalan Ruoyu said.

"Ah, really? Why don't I buy it?" Qin Jin said, "No, my dad bought that villa for me, and I only live in it myself. But I think there is no popularity there, so I came to the city. Since you want to live there, I will move back too." Nalan Ruoyu smiled and said, although she was not so cold in front of Qin Jin, she still had few smiles, and she was pitiful.

"Okay, thank you." Qin Jin thought for a while and said, "No need to thank you." Nalan Ruoyu said, after getting the place to live, the rest was much simpler. These two days just entered August, which was the day of the Beijing Olympics. Qin Jin didn't go anywhere. It didn't take much to move to Nalan Ruoyu. It was just that people would go there, and there was nothing in the villa.

However, when he moved there the next day, Qin Jin realized that what he saw was not part of the rich. This villa is extremely luxurious. Its area is probably nearly a thousand square meters, from building houses to swimming pools, etc. There are also a yard of several thousand square meters around the villa. This villa is located in the east of Xi'an, and the environment is quite good. The surrounding villas are all like this.

It is estimated that all the people living in this area are rich. When Murong Shiyu knew that Qin Jin was going to learn fighting, her interest came immediately. She was even more concerned than Qin Jin. The next morning, two large green trucks drove directly into the villa. After exploiting Qin Jin for three million, people were then brought down these things. Qin Jin did not realize how miserable his situation was, and was still looking at the instruments Murong Shiyu bought.

Seeing the appearance of these instruments, they were all for training. Qin Jin naturally knew that Murong Shiyu was doing it for him, so he felt grateful. If he knew that these things were used for training special forces, he would not know what he would think. He learned from Qin Wanyan, but Murong Shiyu had no objection. After Murong Shiyu secretly talked with Qin Wanyan for several hours, the next morning at five o'clock, and Qin Jin was tossed by Qin Wanyan.

In Qin Wanyan's words, it means that no matter whether you practice fighting or practice skills, a strong body and a good foundation are the most important. Therefore, Qin and Jin had to conduct the simplest training and running, simply put, exercise their body. On the first day, they were jogging for five kilometers. Although Qin and Jin had never experienced it before, since it was what they asked for, it could not be interrupted. Although it was hard, Qin and Jin still persisted.

Even if he persisted, he still had the strength to do it. Of course, this was something Qin Jin himself didn't expect. He thought he had died after running the five thousand meters. "The next training is going to be done." Qin Wanyan said, and Qin Jin immediately said hard: "Can I take a break?" "No!" Qin Wanyan was extremely straightforward. After saying that, he took Qin Jin to another thing, which was one of the equipment Murong Shiyu bought.

When he was brought to this thing, Murong Shiyu said cunningly: "Hehe, Qin Jin, you must persevere, don't let us look down." At this moment, at the door of the villa, several girls were here today, and even An Qian came over. They each moved a recliner with a sun umbrella on it to watch Qin Jin's training, which made Qin Jin extremely depressed. "What is this?" Qin Jin asked at the strange training instrument.

This instrument is about two meters and five meters high. It is an iron on top. The iron is full of ropes. Under the rope is a sandbag about ten centimeters high and thirty to forty centimeters in diameter. Could it be that you are going to make a sandbag? But this sandbag is too small, right? And the rope on the sandbag is full of elasticity. "If you stay here for an hour, I don't care what method you use, but you have to ensure that this thing cannot be stopped. If you stop one, you will be fined ten minutes." Qin Wanyan said coldly.

At this moment, Qin Wanyan really looks like the devil instructors on the TV. "Stay for an hour? Will you stand inside?" Qin Jin asked in confusion. The iron rack covers about a dozen square meters, and there is about a circle surrounded by six iron rods. There is something between these iron rods. There is something like boxing gloves tied between the two elastic ropes, which is rubber anyway. "Yes, just stand inside." Qin Wanyan's expressionless face.

Qin Jin got in confusion. Qin Wanyan stood outside and said, "Remember, every time you stop something, you will be fined ten minutes. These things must be in a state of motion." Qin Jin was about to ask what was in a state of motion. Qin Wanyan suddenly lifted a baseball bat from the side, and then suddenly hit it, something similar to a glove connected between the two pillars. A dull sound of "bang", and the thing immediately rushed towards the middle of the iron rack.

Almost in an instant, Qin Jin understood what Qin Wanyan was saying. "Wanyan, isn't it true?" Qin Jin asked with a scream. It didn't matter when he asked, but Qin Wanyan didn't answer him at all. He quickly walked behind the second thing, and then "bang" another baseball bat. The thing immediately rushed towards the middle. Although there was a rope pulling, the rope was quite elastic. The rubber fist in the middle could rush to the middle of the iron rack. Qin Jin was dodged without rushing, and the thing hit him directly, making a dull sound. Although it didn't hurt, Qin Jin was beaten back two steps.


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