547: C547 One on One Group

C547 One on One Group

was her master, and especially in this kind of situation, she should protect Zhao Jinbao the most.

This was because the situation before his eyes would very likely cause that big brother of society to be in a miserable state.

"What are all of you doing!?" You are not allowed to hurt my master! If you dare to make a move, I'll go and tell me … "Tell Captain Luo!" Wen Zijing faced the large group of people that surrounded him and shouted with all her might.

"Zi Jing, hurry up and go to the side. This has nothing to do with you. Don't hurt you later!"

"No, my master's business is my business. If I don't leave, you are not allowed to hurt my master!" As Wen Zijing spoke, she wrapped her arm around Zhao Jinbao, preventing them from drawing even an inch closer.

The other party's soft chest was right in front of his chest, causing Zhao Jinbao's heart to tremble. This little girl, why does she like to use her chest as an excuse?

"Alright, alright, Zi Jing, you should go to the side. Even if you do this, it's useless. They want to get revenge on me. After I finish them all, I'll call you Darts. What do you think?" Zhao Jinbao patted Wen Zijing's head and said gently.

"No, with so many of them here, you will be injured!" Wen Zijing stubbornly shook her head. No matter what, she had to protect Zhao Jinbao.

"Rest assured, don't you know Master's methods? These people can't hurt me!"

As he spoke, Zhao Jinbao took away the hand Wen Zijing was holding him with, and then pushed her a little too far back. This little girl was simply too close, and the feeling on her chest, as well as the tempting fragrance coming from her body, made Zhao Jinbao feel that he was about to "raise his spear and go up on the battlefield", and he directly launched a "frontal attack" at Wen Zijing!

"Master, you wait for me, I'll go find the captain, once the captain comes they won't dare to do anything, you wait for me, I'll go look for the captain right now."

Seeing that these people were not willing to give up, Wen Zijing thought of her cousin. As the first person in charge of the Criminal Police squad, his words were the highest order given by all the policemen.

After Wen Zijing left, the policemen no longer had any concerns, they stared at Zhao Jinbao in alert, as they could take action at any time.

Regarding this, Zhao Jinbao was even more straightforward than the policemen. Didn't he want to fight? Then let's do it!

Could the police be so unreasonable? Could the police bully them with numbers? Although laozi is a small farmer, the police will not hold back when laozi's temper comes up!

Thus, Zhao Jinbao was the first to make a move, and with a flying kick, he kicked the officer closest to him. After that, these policemen were immediately sent flying, smashing into the people behind him.

Zhao Jinbao's kick had a lot of strength, but at the same time, it was very ingenious. As long as it affected people, the power distributed to them would be the same, regardless of whether they were people who were affected or not.

This was also the difference between martial artists and immortal masters!

In terms of power usage, the Immortal Cultivator could truly do as she wished, allowing her own attacks to achieve the desired results!

Therefore, everyone who was hit by his kick had basically lost their ability to fight. They were sprawled on the stage, howling non-stop.

There weren't many people on the stage, so it was relatively easy for Zhao Jinbao to "handle" the situation. Before Wen Zijing even reached Luo Tian's office, the battle had already ended.

Looking at the people lying on the ground, and the Zhao Jinbao who had an evil smile on his face, Cheng Fei felt as if he was struck by lightning.

The scene before his eyes was too dramatic and unreal. To his knowledge, there was no one that could become so abnormal like Zhao Jinbao.

They had defeated everyone, but not a single one of them had been injured!

… …

On Wen Zijing's side, she anxiously ran to Luo Tian's office. At this time, Luo Tian was in his office discussing about the situation with Yue Kexin, when the door was smashed open by her, startling the two of them, and even caused the information in Yue Kexin's hands to be scattered all over the ground.

"Zian, you're getting more and more unruly. This is office hours. Come into the officer's room. Don't you know to knock on the door first?" Luo Tian frowned, and shouted at Wen Zijing in displeasure.

Towards this mischievous cousin of his, he was sometimes really mad!

"Cousin …" Help … Within the training building. "They are fighting …" Because she ran so fast, Wen Zijing was so tired that she couldn't even complete a sentence.

"They're fighting? Who fought who? "

Hearing that there was a fight, Luo Tian immediately stood up from his seat.1

"My Master... and … Your... "My subordinates..."

"You … Master? " Luo Tian was slightly startled. This little girl, where did his master come from?

Luo Tian's question was too urgent for his. One more second of delay and Zhao Jinbao would be in danger of his life. Time was his life.

Therefore, she directly grabbed Luo Tian's hand and forcefully pulled him out of the office, then ran in the direction of the training grounds.

Yue Kexin followed the two of them as they ran towards the direction of the training grounds. Other than mediating, she was more concerned about Wen Zijing's master.

She was probably more familiar with this little girl than Luo Tian. Someone who could make this little girl call him Master was either a top-notch swindler or an extremely skilled expert.

…

In the training room, when Wen Zijing, Luo Tian and Yue Kexin arrived, Zhao Jinbao was sitting leisurely on the stage pillar with his legs crossed. On the stage, a group of "injured" police officers were helping me support you, looking somewhat pathetic.

Wen Zijing finally managed to get her reinforcements to come, but when she saw the situation on the stage, she was completely dumbfounded!

What was going on? Had it not begun, or was it already over?

Looking at the expressions on their faces, the results were obvious.

After being stunned for a short while, Wen Zijing madly jumped onto the stage. She came to Zhao Jinbao's side, looked left and right, and didn't forget to ask: "Master, how are you? Are you hurt? Where was the injury? Does it hurt? "

Her words, was like coaxing a child. Adding on her expression, Zhao Jinbao felt that it was both bashful and funny …

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