88: Ye Jian Was Practicing

Ye Jian Was Practicing

It was raining heavily and the yellow street lamps had lit up, but the lady still combed her disheveled hair from time to time. It's evident that she always paid great attention to her looks.1

Usually, people like her, who wanted to stay young, had a common weakness, which was that no one could say they were old.

If anyone said they were old, they would explode instantly like land mines!

As expected, the lady's facial expression twisted slightly as she heard Ye Jian's words.

Since her fine makeup was washed away by the rain, and the look on her face was twisted, Ye Jian could see that the woman was not very young.

"Girl, you are seeking death!" The lady strode with her long legs, trying to put the silver wire in her hands around Ye Jian's neck. She wanted to get rid of the teenage girl, who mocked her for being old, in the shortest time possible.

The woman was an experienced killer who didn't feel guilty of murder. One could see from her twisted facial expression that she was indifferent to the lives of others.

However, what she didn't know was that the teenage girl was an untouchable spiny thorn!

Ye Jian calmed herself and glanced at the silver wire that was about to wrap around her neck at any moment. The instant the woman rushed towards her, Ye Jian lifted her leg and kicked the woman in her thigh powerfully.

And then, using the woman's thigh as support, Ye Jian stepped onto her leg and jumped from the ground. With tremendous momentum in her right knee, Ye Jian hit the woman in her jaw ferociously.

Like a swallow, she spun deftly and landed on the ground with agility.

Ye Jian gave the suspect a brutal attack in her first actual combat. Xia Jinyuan would have cheered for her and applauded if he wasn't busy arresting Jason.

Ye Jian hit the pretty lady very hard. She was dizzy and in so much pain that she felt like her jaw bones had suffered a fracture.

"Damn it! I will kill you today!" Covering her jaw, the lady spat out phlegm with blood. Realizing that she had underestimated her enemy, she looked at Ye Jian vigilantly while taking off her tight denim jacket.

Ye Jian had never been intimidated by threats. Not in her past life or this lifetime.

"I don't think you stand a chance of killing me. Give it a try if you don't believe me," said Ye Jian with a very subtle smile.

She said those words provocatively on purpose, while her eyes were fixed on the woman's silver wire, which flickered with a cold gleam occasionally under the street lamps.

The look in her eyes was calm and cold. Wet by the rain, her bright and young face contained a ruthless dynamic which was inconsistent with her age. The woman was extremely confident before. But as she looked at the girl in the eye, her heart trembled for no reason.

"If you can win, don't give your enemies any chance to rebuild their confidence!"

As Grandpa Gen's words were echoing in her mind, Ye Jian had seen clearly and memorized how the woman fiddled with the silver wire in her hands. Like a leopard revealing its sharp claws in its first fight, Ye Jian launched another attack.

This was her first actual combat, but she had practiced with the top soldiers in the army.

Perhaps she had learned the fierceness of soldiers when they were in battles, there was a ruthless and violent look in her eyes as transparent as water.

The best defense was to attack. Since she had the confidence to win the battle, she should win it brilliantly!

On the other hand, Xia Jinyuan had finished his battle by knocking out the criminal suspect. After tying up the suspect with clothes, he looked at the little girl with interest as she beat up her enemy mercilessly like a leopard.

Initially, the pretty lady was conceited and proud. But in the end, she was embarrassing herself by trying to fight back.

The thin silver wire had always been her killing weapon which had kept her alive. But today, it had little value, for it almost hurt her hands several times.

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