Global Fire Shadow Arrives

In the early morning, the streets of Jinling, which has entered late autumn, are covered with sycamore leaves. Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar scenes around, Qin Tower suddenly seems like a dream.

The young men and women who wore headphones and went for a slow morning jog in the past are no longer there, replaced by Ninja School students wearing special sportswear who can stir up gusts of wind while running.

Even the people responsible for cleaning the streets are no longer sanitation workers wearing orange vests, but retired wind escape ninjas affiliated with the municipal government.

Unlike the slow manpower, these gentlemen with wind escape and extremely sophisticated chakra control only need a wind escape siphon tornado to clean up the fallen leaves and garbage on an entire street.

These old men who have worked for China for half their lives are basically voluntary workers. They can often be seen in first- and second-tier cities. In China, they play the role of sweeping monks.

The duties they are responsible for include but are not limited to cleaning, acting bravely, and correcting bad habits.

This is a group of organizations that are even more mysterious than the Chaoyang Masses.

There is a saying in China that you never know if the sweeper downstairs is a retired national ninja from decades ago.

This shows how crouching tiger, hidden dragon this group is.

After coming to this world for a few months, Qin Lou gradually got used to the things around him that seemed the same and yet seemed completely different.

"what are you thinking"

Qin Congshuang wore a black mask and peaked cap, a black sweatshirt on her upper body, and a pair of loose knitted wide-leg pants underneath. She looked cool and sassy enough to make her innocent little brother tremble in front of her.

Fortunately, Qin Lou is already an adult, so he won't feel any pressure when facing his good sister: "I'm thinking about sweeping the streets when I get old."

Such nonsense, Qin Congshuang actually thought seriously for a while: "Wouldn't it be nice to dance in the square and play mahjong?"

Qin Lou sighed, shook his head and said: "Those of the same sex will not play with me, and those of the opposite sex are just greedy for my body, which is boring."

Qin Congshuang thought for a while and found that the men passing by immediately lowered their heads when they noticed her looking over, as if they wanted to look but didn't dare to look.

"You're right." Qin Congshuang agreed with his brother's point of view: "Then let's clean the streets when we get old."

Qin Lou wanted to nod.

But what if he becomes a strong man at the level of Six Paths? Wouldn't it be too showy to wear a Six Paths robe and carry the Jade of Seeking Dao on his back when sweeping the streets?

And there might be a few old ladies accompanying me at that time. Would such a magical scene be surrounded by people taking pictures every day?

Alas, a good man is like a firefly in the dark night, trying to hide himself but having nowhere to hide.

Qin Lou came to the Yunfei Arena with emotion, and then naturally walked into the locker room with Qin Congshuang to change into sportswear. However, he was kicked out by Qin Congshuang before he could take off his clothes.

砰

Looking at the closed door, Qin Lou gritted his silver teeth and couldn't help but tremble with anger.

What is happening to this world and people?

Can't we change clothes together? Could it be that Mr. Qin peeked at me? I want to ask if any of you here don't know that he is a gentleman.

This is not a defense against him, but an insult to him

After the two of them changed their clothes, Qin Lou, who was holding his breath, began to warm up for three hours. On the special treadmill, the two figures almost turned into an invisible figure. They fell down because they were carrying weights. Every step makes a heavy sound.

This is also the reason why battle halls can bloom everywhere. Ninjas with a little bit of qualifications are basically regular visitors to the battle halls. Only here can the most comprehensive and systematic training be carried out.

"Ding goal accomplished"

After the 100,000 steps were cleared, the treadmill stopped slowly after issuing a prompt. Qin Lou stopped and wiped the sweat from his body with the towel on his shoulder. He changed several pieces in a row before he felt a little more comfortable.

At this time, he couldn't help but peek sideways, because Qin Congshuang was wearing a sports bra, so her abdominal muscles were also exposed at this time. Sweat slowly flowed down her angular muscles, and the air seemed to become a little anxious.

Qin Lou rubbed his nose and found that Qin Congshuang's figure looked a bit like Mikasa Ackerman, a character in the anime from his previous life.

No, they seem to look similar, but his sister's cheeks are thinner, she looks cooler, and her hair is also long and straight.

"what do you think"

Qin Lou covered his head and raised his head, only to find Qin Congshuang looking at him with dissatisfaction: "Get into the ring and fight with me."

So confident

Qin Lou couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that Qin Congshuang didn't know her brother's current level.

One thing to say is that Qin Lou feels that he is not necessarily better in ninjutsu, but he is definitely better than Qin Congshuang in physical skills.

But since his sister doesn’t know yet, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Let's settle the grudges and grudges together today

Qin Lou jumped onto the ring, pointed at Qin Congshuang and said seriously: "Let's agree first, if we can't beat him, we won't cry."

Qin Congshuang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He turned his body into an arrow and came to him in an instant.

“well come”

Papapa

five minutes later.

Qin Lou, who was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and face, raised his hands and finally took the lead in surrendering.

Qin Congshuang walked over dripping with sweat, squatted in front of him and said with a smile: "You said it, we can't cry if we can't beat him."

Qin Lou looked at her sister's face, as bright as the autumn moon, and hummed unconvinced: "Who said I can't beat you? I'm trying to prevent you from seeing it?"

Qin Congshuang held her chin and pursed her lips: "Why are you asking me to beat you if you can't beat me? Isn't it embarrassing to lose to me?"

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What else can I say.

Qin Lou fell silent because he really didn't use all his strength.

Not to mention the Sharingan, he didn't even use the thunder armor, and even used less than 80% of his power.

It's strange. He had the opportunity to hit Qin Congshuang many times, but he just couldn't do it.

It was different from the initial competition. At that time, he could fight with his head for Qin Congshuang's approval, which would hurt both sides, but now

Not to mention beating, any more force would feel like a blatant crime.

Could it be that the Qin family's war wolf is finally turning into his sister's little licking dog?

Qin Lou sighed.

I can’t figure it out, I don’t want to think about it anymore, how can I love it? Apart from Qin Congshuang, who among his peers can’t beat him?

It's pretty good for one person

While Qin Lou comforted himself, Qin Congshuang smiled happily in front of him.

In the past, she was worried that her younger brother Taicai would be bullied in the future, but now that she found that he still couldn't beat her, Qin Congshuang actually felt a trace of uncontrollable joy in her heart.

Little brother~ He’s still not good at it. He really needs her as his sister to protect him.

Thinking of this, Qin Congshuang stood up proudly and looked proudly at Qin Lou who was kneeling in front of her:

"Get up, sister will teach you how to fight."

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