The supreme master of the female president

evening.

After Yang Yitian sent Jiang Xinyao home, he drove to the municipal compound by himself, but Zhao Heng's wife, He Huizhen, said that he had gone to the capital for a meeting a while ago, so he was not at home.

"Okay, I got it!" Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows. Zhao Heng also told him last time that he was going to the capital to hold a meeting, and he also brought a message to Mr. Su for himself. It seems that he hasn't come back yet.

"Yitian, sit down and drink a glass of water first!" He Huizhen smiled warmly and kindly.

"Thank you, but I have something to do, so I'm sorry to disturb you tonight." Yang Yitian rejected He Huizhen, he came to Zhao Heng to ask her to help, can he stop the project on that land, since he is not in his No need to linger.

However, when Yang Yitian was about to leave, Zhao Jing, who had short hair around his ears and a heroic figure, was wearing a uniform, just walked in from the outside.

"Yang Yitian, why are you here?" Seeing Yang Yitian's stern face, Zhao Jing frowned slightly, and then snorted coldly, obviously, she was still bitter about the thing he used last time until now Yu Huai.

Yang Yitian smiled, but didn't speak, and wanted to walk past Zhao Jing as soon as he took a step.

"Stop!" Zhao Jing scolded angrily, staring at Yang Yitian angrily, not allowing him to leave.

Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows, looked into Zhao Jingshuiling's eyes, and asked lightly: "What's the matter?"

"Xiao Jing!" He Huizhen on the side, seeing her daughter Zhao Jing, was full of hostility towards Yang Yitian, and gave her a slightly reproachful look.

"Mom, I'm going out for a while. I have something to talk to Yang Yitian alone." Zhao Jing smiled at her mother, then grabbed Yang Yitian's sleeve and disappeared from He Huizhen's sight.

"This child!" He Huizhen frowned, feeling inexplicably worried, because she knew her daughter's violent temper best.

On the path outside, Yang Yitian looked calmly, broke away from Zhao Jing's pull, and said in a cold voice: "Say what's going on, I don't have much time!"

"Yang Yitian, you owe me an apology. Even if it's a big deal tonight, you can't leave!" Zhao Jing snorted angrily, not to be outdone. Last time her father Zhao Heng was there, she could only forcefully accumulate the anger in her heart , I have to vent whatever I say tonight.

Yang Yitian frowned, didn't look at Zhao Jing again, turned around and was about to leave.

"I said you can't go!" Zhao Jing gritted her teeth coquettishly, Qianying rushed forward quickly, grabbed Yang Yitian with a grappling technique, and wanted to throw him down with an over-the-shoulder throw.

However, who is Yang Yitian, not to mention Zhao Jing's grasping technique, even if it is a top-notch fighting technique, he will not even frown, and backhanded Zhao Jing.

"Don't challenge my patience!" Yang Yitian's pupils were cold, and he grabbed Zhao Jing's slender wrist with more force, and it turned green in an instant, and she couldn't help but groaned in pain.

"Release me!" Zhao Jing gritted her teeth, her watery eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger, she wished she could open her mouth and bite him hard.

"A year ago, you were already dead!" Yang Yitian let go of Zhao Jing with deep eyes, and pushed her back roughly, causing her body to lose balance and fall to the ground.

"Yang Yitian, you bastard!" Zhao Jing grabbed her waist and got up from the ground, staring at Yang Yitian angrily, then raised her slender and straight jade legs, and kicked him heavily.

Yang Yitian stepped back and easily dodged Zhao Jing's jade legs, wrinkled his forehead deeply, and felt a trace of anger at her endless words.

"Miss Zhao Jing, what happened, are you not injured?" At this moment, several patrolling soldiers in the compound ran over with steel guns in their hands, watching Yang Yitian vigilantly.

"Drink!" Zhao Jing ignored these fighters, gnashed her teeth, and continued to attack Yang Yitian with fighting skills, in order to vent the suppressed anger in her heart.

Yang Yitian looked cold, and just as he was about to teach Zhao Jing some lessons, He Huizhen trotted over from a distance.

"Xiao Jing, what are you doing?" He Huizhen stopped Zhao Jing and blamed her displeasedly. She just followed out because she was worried, and she saw her daughter making trouble.

"Ma'am!" Seeing He Huizhen, those soldiers immediately straightened their waists and saluted.

"Little comrades, this gentleman is my guest, and my daughter is playing with him, so don't worry." He Huizhen smiled, and after explaining clearly, let the soldiers leave.

"Yitian, I'm sorry!" He Huizhen came to Yang Yitian's side, telling him not to take it seriously, then turned to look at her daughter Zhao Jing, and said angrily: "Xiao Jing, stop messing around, and go back with me quickly! "

Zhao Jing clenched her small powder fist tightly, as if she hadn't heard what her mother He Huizhen said, staring at Yang Yitian with dark eyes, gnashing her teeth angrily: "Yang Yitian, if you are a man, go to the same place with me now, the last time you Take advantage of me, and I will not pursue it any further."

"Xiao Jing, that's enough!" He Huizhen, who had never been very angry, felt really angry this time. She couldn't figure out why her daughter was holding on to Yang Yitian so tightly.

"Auntie, it's okay!" Yang Yitian smiled helplessly, looked into Zhao Jing's eyes, and said lightly: "Yes, I will go with you!"

"Mom, you go back first, I'll come back later, you don't have to wait for me." Zhao Jing gave Yang Yitian a look, signaling him to follow her.

He Huizhen wanted to say something, but Yang Yitian smiled at her, and left the municipal compound with Zhao Jing.

The Veteran Boxing Gym is located in the central area. The boss behind the scenes here is a world runner-up who once won free combat. He has won countless medals and taught many top national boxers, so he is very famous in the circle. .

Zhao Jing seems to come here often, and she seems to be very familiar with it, and walked in with Yang Yitian.

Along the way, many people saw Zhao Jing and waved their hands to say hello, but when they saw Yang Yitian next to him, their eyes suddenly became vigilant, as if seeing a rival in love.

Yang Yitian didn't take this sharp look seriously, and followed behind Zhao Jing, wanting to see what she was going to do.

At this time, on the ring of the Veterans Boxing Gym, two heavy-bodied fighters wearing red and blue protective caps were fighting fiercely. Many people below were excited and kept cheering and shouting.

And a middle-aged man with a solemn expression carefully observed their movements and moves. After a while, he shook his head and sighed: "I lost!"

As his words fell, the man in the red protective cap suddenly changed his fierce attack and punched the man in the blue protective cap to the ground, losing his ability to move.

"Clang clang clang!"

The bell rang, and the referee stepped onto the ring, grabbed the hand of the man in the red protective helmet, held it up high, and announced that he had won.

"Uncle Liu!" Zhao Jing squeezed through the crowd, came to the middle-aged man with a solemn expression, and greeted with a smile.

"Xiao Jing, are you here?"

When the middle-aged man saw Zhao Jing, his original calm face instantly relaxed, but when he noticed Yang Yitian next to him, his pupils shrank involuntarily.