An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Liu Ling'er readily agreed; the girl had been looking for an opportunity but hadn't had one.

It's a pleasant surprise that it's come to us like this.

Both parties agreed to meet at the usual spot by the West Sea in three days!

As Jiang Baobin left the Liu family's house, a gust of cold wind calmed him down.

Although if you want to improve your martial arts skills quickly, you must spar with others frequently.

But was I too impulsive today?

Challenging Liu Ling'er is possible, but it's a bit early to do so now.

She's clearly a fiery person, and she's always at odds with me.

Anyone with a brain knows this is going to be tough.

But since things have come to this, there's no point in saying more; we can only bite the bullet and move forward.

However, when the two were to have a contest, who would be the happiest? — Liu Decai!

Old Liu really finds Jiang Baobin more and more pleasing to the eye.

He's going to do anything to win over his daughter!

I support her! I must fully support her! I'll definitely give my daughter a big shout-out whenever I have the chance!

Why did Jiang Baobin want to delay the meeting for three days?

Could it be that he obtained a martial arts manual during this time, thus greatly improving his martial arts skills?

Of course not. He wanted to use his own Swift Sword as a model to make a new sword (he couldn't possibly use the real thing to compete).

Let's have a showdown with Liu Ling'er!

No, it's obvious that the male and female don't need to fight each other; they need to determine who is superior.

After that, Jiang Baobin was so busy that he was practically running around all day.

He wanted to monitor Sun Shidong and Zhao Zhibang.

This is no joke; we're serious about this. We can't let them get away with it.

He also frequently returns to the villa to make a stop and act as if he still lives there.

However, to his surprise, old Sir's disappearance went unnoticed.

Was the old man always a lone wolf?

Never mind, it's better if nobody cares.

Actually, he no longer needs to worry about so much.

Since Beiping was besieged, the entire city has been in complete chaos.

The high-ranking officials have no interest in doing anything productive; all they think about is making money off others and getting a plane ticket to escape as quickly as possible.

The foreigners are not far behind now; those who can run have all run, and those who cannot are all in danger.

No one knows what kind of treatment they will receive after the city falls!

Urban management has essentially come to a standstill, even though staff are still on duty.

But all people cared about was the war and their own future.

The happiest people right now are the monopolistic capitalists, who are all blinded by greed and are doing everything they can to make a fortune off the national crisis!

As for whether he would lose his head after the fall of Beiping?

As long as they can make money, they don't care about anything else.

Once unrestrained, soldiers, bandits, spies, hooligans, and charlatans all emerged to act arrogantly and domineeringly.

The whole city was in chaos, and the people lived in constant fear...

Goods yard.

Yang Lao Er has two daughters, the eldest of whom is named Yang Xifeng and is about ten years old.

Like Jiang Daya, she started helping her mother with household chores at a young age.

So the two girls found they had a lot in common and quickly became good friends.

Given the limited space, it was a good opportunity for them to share a room and keep each other company.

The only one who wasn't too happy was the four-eyed guy.

Because after we moved here, it wasn't the only dog ​​anymore.

So there was a guard dog there before.

However, that dog was no match for it. It submitted the moment Four-Eyes appeared and was willing to be its underling.

Jiang Baobin despised him and surrendered without a fight; what a coward!

Later, when he found out that the guy was after Four-Eyes, he was relieved.

But I advise you to give up. Even a four-eyed guy wouldn't be interested in a black dog.

Someone like you, who's only good at guarding the house, isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes.

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was time to meet Liu Ling'er.

The two stood facing each other, staring intently into each other's eyes!

The biting wind whipped at his clothes, giving him the air of a master.

However, Jiang Baobin couldn't keep up the act for even a minute:

"Miss Liu, we are people of the martial arts world, and we believe in making friends through martial arts."

"So I think even when sparring, we should stop when we've reached our limit..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Liu Ling'er snapped, and then she moved.

"Hey, hey..." Jiang Baobin couldn't help but get anxious—why aren't you following the script?

My next question will be whether you want to compete with fists or weapons.

You should ask in return, "What about fists and feet? What about weapons?"

I said that in a fight, once one side is hit, they lose; you can't keep attacking relentlessly.

If we're talking about weapons, I'm already prepared; they're all unsharpened swords and blades...

However, before he could finish his rambling, Liu Ling'er pounced on him like a female leopard!

In a flash, Jiang Baobin dodged her "groin kick".

Damn! If he gets hit by that kick, he'll advance directly to the next round.

Jiang Baobin retaliated with a right hook aimed at her shoulder.

Liu Ling'er bent her arm to block, and her right palm slashed towards Jiang Baobin's throat like a knife!

Damn! This woman is ruthless! Every move is deadly!

Jiang Baobin was also enraged. He protected his neck with his left arm and raised his knee to strike his opponent's abdomen.

Liu Ling'er, however, was as slippery as an eel, and with a twist of her body, she dodged away.

But he still wouldn't give up and came back with a roundhouse kick!

Jiang Baobin had already experienced the girl's leg skills firsthand and was being extra careful.

In addition, his five senses are twice as strong as those of an average person, which makes him react quickly.

He bent down and used a "sweeping leg" move.

This move is not from the "Five-Step Boxing" technique.

Due to rule changes, this move is almost never used in modern Sanda (Chinese kickboxing).

But Jiang Baobin didn't care about that; as long as it worked, that was fine.

Unfortunately, what he thought would be a surprising victory turned out to be nothing special in Liu Ling'er's eyes.

With a simple leap, he avoided it.

Thus, the two engaged in a fierce battle, exchanging blows back and forth.

It felt like meeting a worthy opponent.

Three or four minutes later, Jiang Baobin made a pause gesture with both hands.

And on this guy's butt, there was a bright, shiny shoe print!

He gasped for breath and said, "Miss Liu, your martial arts are superb. I, your humble servant, am completely defeated."

Liu Ling'er's hair was slightly disheveled, and she was also panting heavily.

She frowned, and her gaze towards Jiang Baobin became very complicated:

There was confusion, surprise, and even a hint of envy—

How did this person become like this?

A few months ago, I taught him a lesson.

It's like an adult disciplining a child.

It's as easy as cooking with just a few clicks of your finger.

But today he seemed like a completely different person!

I had already used eighty or ninety percent of my strength to defeat him!

How did he do it? He made such rapid progress in just a few months.

It's almost as good as the results of ten years of hard work and studying with famous teachers and experts!

How is that possible?

Jiang Baobin: Hehe, I have a system.

This guy was even trying to get on her good side: "Young lady, your moves are amazing, your martial arts are superb!"

"This is the best I've ever seen in my life. Perhaps we should spar together more often."

"The essence of martial arts is to learn from the strengths of different schools and overcome one's own weaknesses..."

Liu Ling'er's face darkened immediately, and before he could finish speaking, she turned and left...