Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

She knew that if she could not suppress Feng Yan with force, or let him vent his strength, they would not be able to get out of here today.

She wrapped her fists in her sleeves, not only to protect her wrists, but also to prevent herself from accidentally hurting the opponent with a blade.

However, the man who completely lost his mind didn't mean to show mercy.

With half the strength to win the whole, once the skill of the first place in the military competition is brought to the extreme, the strength is simply horrifying.

Bang bang bang... Side kicks, grappling, uppercuts, in the pure brute force confrontation, the fist-to-body competition is obviously not good for women who are born with weak strength.

"Well..." When Qin Qing was punched on the pillar, the pain in her back made her let out a muffled groan. Standard grappling holds it down.

She grabbed the blanket on the ground and wrapped her around him, while slowing down the opponent's movements, she tried to restrain him with the judo's strangulation skills.

However, no matter how standard her grappling skills are practiced, it can't compare to the man's ten-year practice in the school field.

Click, click, Qin Qing clearly felt the movement of the bones held down by her hands, and the man's flexible latissimus dorsi twisted in the air with the ups and downs. When she turned her head, she could already feel the man's warm breath spraying on her face .

boom.

The moment Qin Qing hit the wall, the back of Qin Qing's head also hit hard, her consciousness lost the strength to resist in the dizziness, and the big hand on her neck lifted her into the air, "cough cough...Feng, Feng Yan ..."

The sleeve wrapped in her hand fell to the ground, she clung to the other's arm, and squeezed out a sound from her throat with difficulty, but the cruelty between the man's eyebrows did not move at all.

This fight had only lasted about ten minutes, and it hadn't reached the point of exhausting physical energy for Feng Yan who had been training all year round, but for Qin Qing, it had already reached the limit.

Her whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. After dealing with dozens of people outside, it was the result of her strength to persist until now.

Sweat slipped from her forehead into her eyes, causing a tingling pain. She put her arm on the other's arm as hard as iron, raised her head and breathed hard, her voice was completely hoarse, "Feng... Yan... I don't want... you... regret……"

She stuck her fingernails into the man's flesh and scratched out bloodstains. Physiological tears fell from her eyes and hit the back of the man's hand.

She was not afraid of death, but she didn't want to die in Feng Yan's hands, and she didn't want to suffer from it for the rest of his life after he woke up.

During the struggle, the string of beads on his wrist broke, and the priceless blood jadeite beads hit the ground with a tinkling sound. She vaguely recalled that summer afternoon, the scene where the man personally brought this string of beads for her.

The breeze floated, and the cicadas kept singing. Taking advantage of the man's inattention, she tickled the man's broad palm, and her fingertips were wrapped in a dry warmth.

That was the first time she was moved, and she was willing to entrust her future to a man, and was willing to guard him for the rest of her life.

In fact, what she wanted was always the same.

When holding the cold blade with her fingertips, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of Qin Qing's mouth.

Feng Yan's out-of-focus pupils vaguely saw her raising her hand, subconsciously thinking that the enemy was going to fight back, and the strength in her hand increased a bit, and then with a muffled groan, the girl's fingertips that scratched his arm changed to Touching, gentle strength with comforting taste, one after another, familiar and strange.

Qin Yu, who was still in a high state of mind, saw this and couldn't wait, "Yes, pick up your blade, you won't miss it at such a close distance, fuck his love, life is the most important thing, as long as you take it lightly One swipe, and he will die instantly, and you can end your own suffering. Come on, do it!"

This was the best fight she had ever seen, hearty and hearty, without leaving any room, and it was a hundred times more exciting than watching the mad dogs in her laboratory bite. The most exciting part of a duel is undoubtedly the moment that decides the outcome.

The moment the girl showed the blade, Qin Yu felt that she saw that she was going to turn defeat into victory, and shouted loudly with excitement.

However, Qin Qing just looked at the man in front of him, opened and closed his mouth silently and repeated three people, "It's okay..."

Everything will pass soon.

Afterwards, Qin Yu stood up abruptly in the next second of her movement, her dilated pupils were full of surprise, "What are you doing! For a man, are you going to give up everything that is at your fingertips? You The madman! The madman!"

Amidst the hoarse roar, Qin Qing threw away the blade with blood on her fingertips, closed her eyes lightly, raised her head and laughed lightly.

Maybe she and Qin Yu are essentially the same kind of person, power is paramount, and she will do anything for it, regardless of human life. Qin Yu is like the wild beast that has been entrenched in her heart for a long time, full of ambitions, if she hadn't met Feng Yan, a domineering and domineering guardian at the beginning, she might be as ugly now as she is now.

It was he who taught her the bottom line, taught her how to protect a person, taught her how to love and change... She thought it was very good.

When the viscous blood slid down the man's fingertips, Qin Yu sat back on the chair heavily, grabbed the wine bottle viciously and took a big gulp, a sneer of disdain curled up on the corner of his mouth, "Even if you die, He won't shed a tear for you, you stupid woman."

It's rare to meet a rival who is evenly matched, but falls into the emotional hurdle. At the critical moment, she would rather kill herself than make the man she loves sad. This really spoils her interest.

But when she glanced at Feng Yan from the corner of her eye, she suddenly noticed something was wrong.

The man's entire body was trembling slightly, and the originally indestructible spine slowly curled up as if it had been hit hard, "Ah..."

In the end, when he was struggling with his head in his hands, Qin Yu couldn't believe his eyes.

"Cough cough..." Losing the restraint, Qin Qing finally got a free breath, but fell to the ground due to the weakness of his limbs, coughing while breathing hard. Feeling the blood dripping from her neck, she didn't care to deal with it. She stretched her hand forward, hugged the man's stamina, and pressed her forehead to the top of his head, "Feng Yan, wake up, cough, cough, you want Get over it, I won't let you die, we, we're still getting married..."

The girl's hoarse voice has long since lost its clearness in the past, and speaking with a wound on her neck made her speak with a blade in her every word.

But amidst her low voice calling, Feng Yan's mood strangely eased slowly, the smell of blood and cold incense stimulated his brain, and he gradually regained his sanity.