Suddenly, a black motorcycle stopped in front of Qin Jin. As the sound of the motorcycle engine disappeared, the man kicked the motorcycle with his right foot. After the motorcycle stopped, he turned to Qin Jin and walked toward him.
This person was about 1.85 meters tall and had a burly figure. He was wearing a black sportswear and a pair of black sneakers. His helmet was still on, so his face could not be seen clearly.
The man in black shouted at Qin Jin, who was riding the bicycle,""Are you Qin Jin from Class A of Jiangdong No.1 Middle School?”
"Yes," Qin Jin replied breathlessly.”
"Friend, you flatter me. I only know a little. The sky is getting dark.”
"No, I have to learn a few moves today.”After the man in black finished speaking, he pounced on Qin Jin.
Qin Jin saw that things were not looking good, so he immediately jumped off the bicycle, steadied it, and prepared to take the hit.
The man in black nodded and said,"Not bad, you have the backbone to take this."”
Qin Jin made a hand gesture and said to the man in black,"I have no grudge against you. Why are you so anxious?"?”
The man in black said," I'm a rather impatient person. I found you, so I wanted to determine the winner immediately. Cut the crap and watch your moves."”
With that, the man in black gradually approached Qin Jin with coordinated movements. Qin Jin, who was a beginner in martial arts, had no choice but to block with his arms and dodge with his body, waiting for an opportunity to attack him.
After fifty rounds, the man in black took two steps back to ease his breathing and said to Qin Jin,""I didn't expect you to be able to take 50 moves from me. Then I won't treat you as a student anymore.”
Qin Jin was confused and didn't know what he was talking about.
The man in black kicked Qin Jin again, twice as fast as before. Qin Jin couldn't take the attack at all and could only be beaten up. After three to five hits, Qin Jin realized that the man in black in front of him was an expert.
Qin Jin, who was tall and sturdy, had no problem taking two hits. He saved his strength and waited for an opportunity to deliver a jab so that the black-clothed man would be seriously injured. This way, he could change the situation. Unfortunately, the black-clothed man retreated to defend and advanced to attack. Qin Jin couldn't gain the slightest advantage in a fight with him.
Qin Jin covered his chest with his hand and said to the man in black,""You didn't come to me for a spar. You must have been ordered by someone to take revenge on me.”
The injured man in black flew into a rage out of humiliation. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and his entire body bounced five feet high. He kicked out his right leg, and the tip of his foot kicked Qin Jin's chest heavily. Qin Jin couldn't withstand it and was kicked off the cliff.
There were no passers-by at this time. The man in black grabbed Qin Jin's bicycle and threw it to the other corner of the cliff. He dusted his hands and rode the motorcycle back.
The man who spoke was Jia Ming.
The man in black was very pleased when he heard this. He said,"Yes, we have to find him. We can't make a big deal out of it.”
After Jia Ming ordered the dishes, he went to the service desk to get two bottles of good wine. He smiled and said to the black man,"Champion, we have to celebrate tonight.”
With that, he handed a thousand yuan to the man in black.
The man in black pushed it back with his hand and said,"I don't want the money this time, but you have to bear the consequences yourself. Is that okay?”
Jia Ming shook his head indifferently and said,"It's okay. If anything happens, I'll settle it.”
The black-clothed man seemed to want to use wine to calm his nerves, so he poured wine and drank it.。。。。。
In Kanqian Village, Qianta Town, Jiangdong City, an elderly couple was standing at the entrance of the courtyard, anxiously stamping their feet back and forth, waiting for their grandson to return. However, no matter how they waited, they could not see a figure.
Wang Fengzhi said to her husband,"Husband, go to their school tomorrow by bike and see if Qin Jing couldn't get away from her tutoring class, so she didn't come back."?”
Qin Zaifa nodded and said in agreement,""Alright, I happen to be going to the city to buy something.”
Thus, they waited until twelve o'clock and only went to sleep when they were tired.
The next day, the sky was still bright. Wang Fengzhi patted her husband's shoulder and said,"Husband, you're up. You're going to the city today. Get up and wash up. I'll make breakfast for you.”
Qin Zaifa, who usually lazed in bed, thought of his grandson's urgent matter and forced himself to wake up early.
After Qin Zaiguang started to sleep, he washed up and had breakfast. He took a few hundred yuan and rode his antique bike to the city.
Qin Zaifa, who had a lot on his mind, felt that the bicycle was very heavy. It was as if he couldn't step on the pedal, but he had no choice. He had to go to the school to check it out before he could feel at ease.
Qin Jin was a lucky man. When he was a child, a rake flew past him and almost cut his wrist, but he actually survived. This time, he was so lucky. When he fell, he was caught by a tree at the edge of the cliff. He rolled a few times and fell onto the grass. He was lucky enough to keep his life.
Qin Jin fell on the grass beside the rugged mountain road. Instead of lying down for the whole night, it was more accurate to say that he was unconscious for the whole night. He was in a daze, and it was the morning dew that woke him up.
He opened his eyes and looked around, muttering to himself,"Where is this place? Why are you here?"
After thinking for a few minutes, he remembered that he had been kicked down from the top of the mountain yesterday.
Qin Jin wanted to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible, but his stomach was growling. Even so, he still found a wooden stick to prop himself up and walked. After walking with difficulty for more than an hour, he saw an old man in white practicing martial arts.
Qin Jin quickened his pace and walked toward him.。。。。。。
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