Qin Qing herself is a master of judo, and some moves that are too strong can hurt people on the training ground, so in general, the teacher will not let her train with the students in school.

  She has always regarded this sport simply as a physical fitness exercise, but she did not expect to be born again. After experiencing the pain of bullying and severed hands, her body has instinctively learned to resist external injuries.

  At the moment when the spirit reaches a critical point, all defenses are turned into killer moves.

  Kill, kill, kill, only by completely strangling the enemy can she have a chance to survive.

  When her consciousness came to her senses, there was only a group of down-and-screaming gangsters in front of her.

Qian Mei witnessed the whole process. From the initial shock to the fear, it evolved into the final soft legs. Her fat face had long lost the slightest blood. "You, don't come here, I tell you, Qin Qing, I won't be afraid of you. of."

Seeing the girl with disheveled hair and walking towards her expressionlessly, Qian Mei trembled, her eyes trembling violently and caught a glimpse of the fruit knife on the table, suddenly bent over and grabbed it in her hand, shouting hoarsely: " If you go one step further, I will kill you, Qin Qing, stop!"

  People tend to bluff more easily when they are more afraid.

  Ignoring the weapon in her hand, Qin Qing still approached her step by step, the tears on the corners of her eyes had not dried yet, and her beautiful face was covered with snow and ice.

   At the moment when the fear reached its peak, Qian Mei yelled in vain, and stabbed it straight out, "I'm fighting with you."

  The sharp knife edge was shining with cold light, and when the face hit, Qin Qing dodged sideways, bent her knees and slammed into the opponent's elbow, gently swiping the fingertips, and the knife immediately fell into her hand.

"Ah..." Qian Mei screamed and fell to the ground with a painful cry. Before she could cover her elbow joint, her neck was confined by a slender arm, and the air in her throat was slightly squeezed. His face flushed rapidly from lack of oxygen. She tried to struggle with her hands in horror, but found that the girl's seemingly slender arms were actually surprisingly powerful.

   Suddenly, a warm breath sprayed on the ears, and the clear and sweet voice that belonged to the girl was gently passed over, "Qian Mei, have you ever thought about it? A 17-year-old girl is ruined, what should I do in the future?"

  If history really plays out again, she is not sure if she can afford it again, but this woman has repeatedly used such cruel methods to deal with her.

   "Gluck..." Qian Mei struggled to squeeze a voice from her throat, as if she had something to say.

   Feeling that she was afraid, Qin Qing's mouth overflowed with a chuckle, "Ha ha, don't be afraid, the pain you endured is less than one ten thousandth of what I was at the time."

  She has lived for seventeen years with a nightmare, humiliated and desperate.

"Uuuu..." Qian Mei stared in horror, as if smelling the breath of death, and her strength in vain grew a lot. She actually got a trace of free breathing from the confinement, and immediately couldn't wait to confess: "Don't kill me, I have a secret, I know your life experience, I have met your parents, Qin Qing, if you..."

  She knew that if she didn't say anything, she would never have a chance again, so she resolutely revealed her trump card in an attempt to get a chance of survival.

But……

   There was a stabbing, and the cold blade cut across the skin and cut the fragile throat. The blood was spraying towards the surroundings and splendid blood blossoms. The remaining blood blocked her throat, making her unable to make a sound anymore.

  Qian Mei covered her neck at the last moment, and tried to pull the girl's skirt with blood stabbing one hand, "Goo, Guru..." Help...I...

Qin Qing lowered her eyes and stared at her quietly, tears fell on her face without the slightest emotion. The tears hit Qian Mei's hand with warmth, but her voice was cold at this moment. Bitingly, "I used to be an orphan. In the future, I will not need any relatives to participate in my life."

  The voice fell, she kicked the woman in front of her, and walked out the door without looking back.

It’s only 20 minutes before and after entering the factory. The night gang’s staff arrived in a speeding car. When I got off the car, I saw messy hair and a messy girl came out alone, still holding it in her hand. A fruit knife, with a little blood stained on the blade and clothes, looked shocking.

  "Miss Qin." A few of his men came forward, not knowing what to say for a while, they could only look carefully at whether she was injured, and did not dare to ask the situation.

Qin Qing walked slowly to the car, and just before getting into the car, she remembered that she was still holding a knife in her hand, and her stiff fingertips moved. Then she handed it to the brother next to her, raising her hand to hold her shoulder strap that had fallen. After finishing the order, he slightly nodded and said, "Qian Mei's body is inside. Tell Uncle Hei to keep Song Ruye a secret."

What? The members of the Night Gang guarding the door were all startled, and subconsciously looked towards the inside of the dark factory, and could vaguely see a vague figure lying on the ground.

  This person was killed by the girl in front of him?

  The same question appeared in everyone's mind, and it also seemed incredible.

  Even their scornful young gang leader Song Ruye was frightened when he saw the murder, but the girl in front of her was generous and did not forget to arrange her clothes after such a dangerous scene. Would such a lady kill someone?

  The contrast seen in reality forms a strong contradiction with the facts and shocks everyone's nerves.

   "...Yes." The brother in front hesitated for a long time before nodding, bending over to help her open the car door.

  And others got in the car and walked away. The brother on this side was doing finishing work. When he walked into the factory, he was immediately shocked.

A total of two people died, one of the cervical vertebrae was twisted, one was severed from the throat, and seven or eight gangsters with severed hands and feet. The scene was so tragic that the brothers who were used to the big scene could not help but shiver. .

  While returning to the villa area this night, Qin Qing shut herself in the shower room and kept scrubbing the disgusting breath and **** smell on her body, until the skin was red and swollen and hot before being pulled out by Oman.

That night, she did not fall asleep, the fear of the first murder, the fading breath and heartbeat, the temperature of the blood on the fingertips, everything made people tremble and uneasy, but she never said a word, quietly Listening to the sound of the waves outside the window, waiting for dawn.

  The next day, she brought fruit to visit Song Ruye, and met Lao Hei unexpectedly at the door of the ward. The two nodded and greeted, tacitly continuing to act as an unfamiliar stranger.

   "Wow, Qin Qing, you finally came to see me, little conscience, I waited for you all night last night, and my back hurts to death." Song Ruye lay stiffly on the bed, twisting his head and not forgetting his poor mouth.

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