Chapter 181

When Ji Chenxing spoke, he deliberately focused his attention on Yueyue and Awei in the back row.

Especially this Yueyue.

Ji Chenxing remembered that there was a lot of doubt in her eyes when she looked at him just now.

Looking at him again now, the suspicion in his eyes has turned into fear and respect.

It has a sense of keeping a distance.

Ji Chenxing felt like watching a child grow up and smiled with satisfaction.

After that, no one challenged Ji Chenxing anymore. Her fighting power was too strong, and no one wanted to end up like the reckless Song Xiaoran, who was "disabled".

Of course, Ji Chenxing did not forget Song Xiaoran. Before leaving, she glanced at Song Xiaoran.

Song Xiaoran was still eagerly waiting for Ji Chenxing's answer. If Ji Chenxing didn't agree to let him go to the hospital, he would never leave this place.

Ji Chenxing smiled slightly and stretched out his hand again, as if to touch Song Xiaoran's dislocated arm.

Song Xiaoran was probably really scared. When he saw Ji Chenxing reaching out his hand, he shrank back reflexively.

But soon, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was Ji Chenxing.

Song Xiaoran smiled brightly and then extended his dislocated arm.

"Does it hurt?" Ji Chenxing asked while pinching Song Xiaoran's arm.

"It hurt when I first dislocated my joint, but now it doesn't hurt anymore..."

Ji Chenxing touched the most sensitive spot. Before he could even say "it doesn't hurt", Song Xiaoran gasped in pain.

Ji Chenxing was amused by Song Xiaoran's stubborn attitude. After taking his hand away, he asked again, "Does it really not hurt?"

After Ji Chenxing took his hand away, Song Xiaoran's pain was relieved a lot.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore, it really doesn't hurt this time..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a "click" sound and Song Xiaoran howled in pain.

But soon, Song Xiaoran shook his hands in surprise.

Because he had regained his feeling, the pain just now was caused by Ji Chenxing reconnecting the dislocated part of his body.

"Is this good?"

Song Xiaoran couldn't believe it. Ji Chenxing knew so much at such a young age?
The people around were also frightened. Ji Chenxing was very powerful, and they were really afraid that she would cause any harm to Song Xiaoran.

Especially Zhang Wuwu, his heart was hanging from beginning to end.

But Ji Chenxing was his uncle, so he didn't feel comfortable saying anything. He just hoped that Ji Chenxing would know his limits and not make things too difficult to resolve.

But how could they know? In his previous life, Ji Chenxing had done this no less than a hundred times.

Facing the enemy, interrogating the prisoners... after practicing it hundreds of times, Ji Chenxing became familiar with it.

She never does anything without being sure. Since she dared to dislocate Song Xiaoran's shoulder, she must be able to put it back.

Everyone knew him. To be more precise, everyone in the martial arts gym knew Ji Chenxing, so Ji Chenxing was ready to do his own business.

Zhang Wuwu brought Ji Chenxing all the way to the warehouse door.

"Okay, let's stop here."

Ji Chenxing stood at the door and said something to Zhang Wuwu.

She came alone this time in order to load the weapons directly into the store warehouse of the live broadcast system, so it would be inconvenient for Zhang Wuwu to follow her.

"Hmm..." Zhang Wuwu was silent for a moment at the door of the warehouse. "So, uncle, how much do you plan to take? It will be helpful for the warehouse manager to count the amount later. If the quantity is large, do you need me to ask someone to send some to you?"

Ji Chenxing shook his head and said, "I'll take fifty sets first. There's no need to ask anyone to deliver them for me. I can take them back by myself." Ji Chenxing hasn't decided yet whether these weapons should be used for the elite soldiers of Daliang or prepared for his own Xihe County.

If you take too much, they will take up space in the store warehouse, but if you take too little, you cannot guarantee that there will be enough weapons if you encounter some emergency.

So Ji Chenxing decided to take fifty swords and fifty red tassel spears and put them in the warehouse in case of emergency.

After talking to Zhang Wuwu, Ji Chenxing walked into the Zhang family’s warehouse.

Zhang Wuwu was still in shock and hadn't come back to his senses. Ji Chenxing alone? How could she take these hundreds of weapons? Even if she had three heads and six arms, she couldn't do it!
However, since Ji Chenxing said that he didn't need to go in, Zhang Wuwu didn't go in.

Zhang Wuwu brought Ji Chenxing to a small warehouse. There was nothing important in this small warehouse. They were all weapons he prepared for Ji Chenxing.

Not long after Ji Chenxing entered the warehouse, he found what he needed.

This was the second time Ji Chenxing came to this small warehouse and the second time he saw the weapons that Zhang prepared for him.

Last time, there were a lot of people around, so she just took a quick look and didn’t dare show any emotion.

This time Zhang Wuwu did not come in with her, and Ji Chenxing felt comfortable instead.

She picked up a sword at random, and the sword reflected the sunlight outside the window. The sunlight was warm and the sword light was cold, which made Ji Chenxing sigh once again that these were really good things.

Looking at his own reflection in the sword, as clear as a mirror, Ji Chenxing held it in his hand with satisfaction. He had originally intended to put it into the space, but now he couldn't let it go even more.

A few minutes later, Ji Chenxing had found everything he wanted.

She stretched out her hand and just touched it, and the system consciously collected everything in her mind into the system space.

After taking away five hundred sets of cold weapons, a large space suddenly became empty in Zhang Wuwu's small warehouse.

In the warehouse, Ji Chenxing put all the things into the space, while outside the warehouse, Zhang Wuwu still didn't know what had happened.

He only heard the sound of Ji Chenxing moving the gun and sword, but he didn't know why Ji Chenxing didn't call for help.

It was not until a few minutes later that Ji Chenxing came out of the warehouse holding a sword.

Zhang Wuwu breathed a sigh of relief and said that Ji Chenxing could not carry so many things by himself.

But Ji Chenxing waved at him after seeing him, "Everything I want has been taken away, a total of 500 swords and 500 spears."

Zhang Wuwu's eyes widened. He looked carefully at the sword in Ji Chenxing's hand and thought to himself, "Uncle Master, are you serious?"

Ji Chenxing simply ignored his suspicious look, and was so happy that he couldn't help but pick a flower with his sword in front of Zhang Wuwu.

The live broadcast system suddenly played some ancient clips to Ji Chenxing. A friend from afar came to the Daliang Palace.

Ji Chenxing was stunned and realized that he should go back and take a look.

"I have something else to do, so I'll go back first." She sheathed her sword and said to Zhang Wuwu, "I've already taken five hundred, don't forget."

Zhang Wuwu nodded in surprise, but he still didn't know what Ji Chenxing was talking about until Ji Chenxing walked away.

I even secretly thought in my heart that although my uncle-master was not very old and it was not obvious at ordinary times, she might have some problem with her brain, and she would have occasional problems.

Otherwise, how could he say that he took away 500 sets of weapons out of thin air?

However, Ji Chenxing is his uncle, and the development of Zhang family's martial arts is inseparable from Ji Chenxing's efforts.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuwu suddenly felt worried.

As he walked towards the small warehouse, wanting to see if Ji Chenxing had just messed up everything in the warehouse, he picked up his cell phone and prepared to talk to Zhang Ruquan about what was in Ji Chenxing's mind.

But the moment he opened the warehouse door, Zhang Wuwu was stunned.

Because there was a space for 500 sets of weapons at the edge of the small warehouse.

That place was empty, just like Zhang Wuwu's brain at that moment.