True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 223 provokes an international boss! [2 more]

   "I am not afraid of pain." Wen Tinglan was silent for a moment, "I am afraid of your suffering."

  嬴子衿 give him a meal with the bone-in-hand.

  She tightened her fingers, her eyelashes drooping: "No way."

  Thinking about it again, Ying Zijin touched her pocket, and she really touched the remaining candy.

  She took out the candy and handed it to Wen Tinglan: "Hold it."

  Wen Tinglan took it, tearing open the sugar paper, and putting the sugar in his mouth.

   is also this time.

   "Crack!"

   is the sound of bones moving.

  This sound, just listening, makes people feel painful.

  But Wen Tinglan just didn't make a sound.

  "Man." Ying Zijin stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and chuckled, "Since I was a child, better than my sister."

  Wen Tinglan wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was still worried: "Sister, you still leave here, Fang family is not easy to provoke!"

  He knows that his sister is very skilled.

  But the Fang family is very powerful, how can they be able to beat it?

   "It's okay." Ying Ziying said indifferently, "You should rest first, and then go back to the hospital."

   Then she turned her head, looked at the private doctor whose legs were trembling non-stop, and took two steps forward.

   With a "plop", the personal doctor collapsed on the ground.

   "It has nothing to do with me!" His voice trembled, "I am only employed by the Fang family, and everything is done according to the command of the owner! I can't help myself!"

  Ling Zijin raised his hand, held the personal doctor's shoulder, and forced him to stand up.

   "I am also a doctor." She has a low voice, and smiles softly, "I know where it is broken, it will make people more painful."

   Before the private doctor could respond, there was a crisp "click", which was the sound of a broken bone.

  The pain spread in an instant, piercing the heart.

  The personal doctor couldn't hold back at all, and let out a scream, so painful cold sweat came out of his forehead.

  After that, the girl didn't seem to use much force, but just flexed her fingers and tapped a few places on his body.

  In an instant, the pain intensified.

  The private doctor has no idea why this is happening. He just feels that his internal organs are all mixed up, and his eyes are black for a while.

  嬴子衿 loosened his shoulders.

  Without the support, the private doctor collapsed against the wall, unable to breathe.

  Ying Ziying finally looked sideways, looking at Fang Ruotong with a look of horror.

  She nodded slightly, her voice was very weak: "You, want his bone marrow?"

   "What, what?" Fang Ruotong took a step back, "Is it possible, you want to do it to me too?"

  She was terrified, but she was still stern, pointing at the girl: "Do you know who my dad is? Fang Family Patriarch! If you act on me, that would offend the entire Fang Family!"

   "No matter how well you can play, you are going to die!"

  Because of Fang Zhicheng's style of acting, the Fang family has many enemies, and Fang Ruotong is not unheard of.

  Even once, she was almost kidnapped.

  What wicked person has she never seen?

  A girl younger than her age, what power can she have?

  Hearing Fang Ruotong’s words, Wen Tinglan’s heart tightened again: "Sister!"

   "It's not bad for you." Ying Ziying clasped Fang Ruotong's wrist, "Also, don't use your finger on me."

  Fang Ruotong had not had time to answer anything, did he understand the meaning of the first sentence, and there was a throbbing pain in his wrist.

  She screamed: "You let go! Let go!"

  Even if she got leukemia due to radiation, her body would feel pain from time to time, but she has never had such pain.

  It seemed to hurt to the bones, connected to the heart and lungs.

  No matter what, Fang Ruotong is just a 19-year-old girl who has been spoiled by Fang Zhicheng since childhood.

  Because she took a one-year absence from school at home, her temperament was immature. Where did she ever see such a battle?

  Fang Ruotong was immediately scared and cried, choked, heartbreaking: "What are you doing? What are you doing?! I hurt, it hurts!"

   "I still have the strength to speak." Ying Ziying said faintly, "It doesn't seem to hurt much."

  She bent down slightly, her pupils coldly: "You haven't answered my question yet, do you want my brother's bone marrow?"

   "I don't want it anymore!" Fang Ruotong cried, "I won't be cured, okay, please let me go."

  "You remove one of his legs, and I remove your two arms." Ying Zijin let go of Fang Ruotong unhurriedly, "Don't cry, you are three years older than him, and you are stronger."

  She stopped looking at Fang Ruotong, and turned around: "Xiaolan, go first, dad is waiting in a hurry."

  Both of them kept Wen Fengmian from the same.

  Wen Tinglan hesitated for a moment, then stood up and followed.

  Just after two steps, he was surprised to find that his legs were no different from the previous ones.

  Now let him run 1000 meters, no problem.

  Wen Tinglan was born tall and straight, but because of illnesses since childhood, his physical fitness was not good.

  Playing basketball is a talent that boys can do, and he doesn't know it.

Wen Tinglan pursed his lips: "Sister, is there any fighting class at Norton University?"

   "Huh?" Ying Zijin saw her thoughts at a glance, "Yes, fighting is a compulsory course, as long as you are in a department above S grade, you will learn it."

  After all, Norton University sometimes asks students to go out to do things, it really doesn’t work if you don’t have some skills.

Wen Tinglan breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I must study hard."

   "Hmm." Ying Zijin didn't say anything, "Let's go."

  **

  The two brothers came to the yard.

  Fang Zhicheng is still under the control of the members of the One-word team.

  He saw Wen Tinglan still walking out, and realized that Fang Ruotong’s operation must have been unsuccessful, and his face was blue with anger.

   "Miss Ying, we have called the people from the Imperial Capital Headquarters to come over." The captain said, "They have been on the helicopter, and they will be here for at most forty minutes."

  There is no need to check it now, but if Fang Zhicheng installs weapons in the manor without permission, he can seize the entire Fang family.

   "Then you stay here." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "I'm going back to Shanghai first."

  She raised her foot and walked forward, but her body shook.

   "Miss Ying!"

   "Sister!"

  The look of the surrounding people changed.

   "I'm okay." Ying Zijin stopped, holding on to the street lamp on the side, "The consumption is a bit too big, take a rest for two minutes."

  It didn't take much effort to do it, mainly on the road.

  The internal strength in the ancient warrior's body is actually no different from the internal strength used by the ancient light skills in TV dramas.

   is exhausted.

  Now that her internal energy is exhausted, she can't guarantee that she can leave Ningchuan with Wen Tinglan.

after all--

  Ying Ziying slowly raised her head and looked forward.

  There was no figure, but a voice came first.

   "Oh, Fang Zhicheng, why have you become a skinny dog? Didn't you ask me to see the goods?"

After   's sentence fell, the speaker slowly turned from the small crossing.

  He was a middle-aged man, with a full forty or fifty thugs behind him.

   "Yan Ye!" Fang Zhicheng was overjoyed, "You are here at the right time, and the goods I want to show you are her!"

  Yan Ye's eyes narrowed, and his gaze fell on the girl, and he was immediately surprised: "Good goods, good goods! I have been walking north and south for so many years, and I have not seen this kind of best product!"

   "Fang Zhicheng, you finally got a good look."

   "That is." Fang Zhicheng grimaced, "Yan Ye, look at me..."

  Yan Ye noticed the six one-word team members, and he ordered the thugs on the side: "You guys, go and maimed them."

  More than forty thugs, even if the six one-word team members are strong, it is impossible to have so many opponents.

  Fang Zhicheng finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Master Yan, I will give you 10% more for the business here in the future."

  Yan Ye is someone he met on the black market, and he doesn’t know the specific identity of Yan Ye.

  Fang's family can go to this day because of the protection of Master Yan.

   "However, they belong to the one-word team." Fang Zhicheng hesitated, "It's the one in the Imperial Capital."

  "One-word team?" Yan Ye's eyes showed a bit of fear, but he was not very afraid, "One-word team only cares about big and small families? Can you control me?"

  He waved his hand: "Go ahead."

  The faces of the six players changed.

  One-word team is not IBI, and it does not care about smuggling transactions on the black market.

  Furthermore, they are now too few people to rival each other.

   "Sister." Wen Tinglan stepped forward subconsciously and stood in front of the girl, "Sister, you will run first in a while."

   "No need." Ying Ziyan raised his hand, faintly, "Let's wait."

   "Wait?" Hearing this, Yan Ye smiled, contemptuously, "What are you waiting for, waiting for someone to save you? Have you ever heard that a strong dragon can't hold a snake?"

  "You are in Ningchuan, no one can come to rescue you, who can you wait for?"

  As if to respond to him in time, as soon as he finished speaking, the sound of footsteps rang again.

  It was a young man, he walked fast, but not in a hurry.

   Before and after arriving at the villa, he bowed slightly to the girl: "Sorry, I'm a bit late."

Wen Tinglan's eyes stopped.

  How did his sister know that someone would come?

  Can still calculate one second is not bad?

  "You?" When he saw just a young man, Yan Ye looked disdainful again, "Who do you think you are?"

   "Introduce myself, I am a senior agent of IBI." The young man took out a certificate, "I just arrived in China, and I am still a little unfamiliar with it."

   "But I can be sure that if you touch them, your name will be directly listed on IBI's most wanted list. What it's like to enjoy the international hunt."

  Speaking, the young agent took a step back to make room for them, and smiled: "Please."

  　 Senior Agent: Sir, I’m not worth a monthly pass OwO

  (End of this chapter)