The most famous martial arts school in Cannes—
Su Qianci has been studying here for a full half month. During this half month, she has gone from having no foundation at all to being able to fight with some people who learned earlier than her and even have a slight advantage.
The coach repeatedly praised her for her talent and potential.
Today is the biweekly assessment, and what is compared is your achievement score in the past half month.
Su Qianci's performance was pretty good and she got an A grade.
Just as she was about to go to the dressing room to change her clothes, a man blocked her way.
"Qianci, it's still early. I'll treat you to a meal. Western food. Do you like it?"
This is Coach Jin who teaches Sanda in the martial arts school. He has explosive muscles and is wearing a tight black T-shirt, which makes him look a little scary.
Unfortunately, well-developed muscles do not represent beauty. Su Qianci hates this kind of overdeveloped body the most.
Su Qianci frowned slightly and was about to walk away from him: "Thank you, but no, I have food to cook at home."
"Where do you live then? Can I take you back?"
"No, I can go back by myself."
"It's so inconvenient to take a taxi every day. I have a car, I'll take you there, it will be more convenient."
"No thanks, Coach Jin."
Coach Jin stood in front of her, as if he was angry and embarrassed. "Do you look down on me? I have asked you out so many times, and I have been waiting for you here after every get out of class. Do you think I am kidding you?"
"I am married."
"I don't believe it. You say that every time, but your man never comes to take you over! Do you really think I'm a fool?"
Su Qianci looked at him with a cold face: "Coach Jin, there is a saying that I don't know if you have heard of it."
Coach Jin's face lit up, thinking that she was finally willing to talk to him, and asked hurriedly, "What?"
"A good dog doesn't block the road!"
These words were spoken quite loudly.
There were many people watching the show nearby, and they couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
After Su Qianci finished speaking, she walked around him and prepared to leave.
Coach Jin's face was extremely ugly. Just as she passed by him, he stretched out his big arm, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and cursed: "Stinky-bitch, who are you calling a dog!"
Su Qianci felt pain from being grabbed, and she yelled back, "Who should scold who?"
"Damn it, bitch!" Coach Jin was furious and was about to hit her.
When Su Qianci saw his hand that was bigger than her face, her face changed. She gritted her teeth, raised her knee and slammed it hard into his lower body.
Coach Jin screamed, covered his lower body and squatted down, rolling on the ground in pain.
The people around didn't expect Su Qianci to be so cruel. They were a little scared and squeezed their legs together.
Seeing this, Su Qianci sneered: "You deserve it!"
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.
Coach Jin gritted his teeth and yelled, "Catch her, you slut, I'm going to kill you!"
There were a lot of people on the Sanda side and they quickly surrounded her. Four tall and strong men surrounded a woman, and Su Qianci couldn't escape even if she had wings.
"What do you want to do?" Su Qianci looked at these people, her heart pounding, but she still tried to remain calm: "There are surveillance cameras here, you dare not mess around."
Coach Jin stood up with difficulty, holding his lower body. He was in so much pain that sweat broke out on his face. He clenched his teeth and sneered, lowering his voice: "You will be in trouble later! Take him away!"
Su Qianci's heart skipped a beat and she quietly reached for her pocket.
I unlocked the phone with my fingerprint in my pocket, fumbled around in my memory for the address book, randomly clicked on a number, and dialed it...
(End of this chapter)