Ning Ling had no good feelings for Isa. Putting aside Charlie's incident, for this woman, from the first sight of her, a strong sense of hatred permeated her heart. This hatred was not women's jealousy for beautiful women.

In terms of appearance, she is no worse than Isa, even better than that;

In terms of grades, her grades are the first in the school, and the winner of the scholarship that everyone has long recognized this year. Isa only has a vase of beautiful appearance, and her grades can only be considered ordinary. She was able to study in this school because her father donated a large amount of sponsorship to the school and sent her in.

As for suitors, since she came, there have been endless pursuits, and most of them were Isa's suitors.

Therefore, she was not jealous of her at all, but just felt disliked, just like magnets on the opposite side of positive and negative poles, repelling each other.

When they were in the same school, they often looked up and saw each other without looking down. However, Isa was quite self-aware and did not take the initiative to cause trouble for her. Even if the two met occasionally at school, they would think that the other party was like air.

***

On that day, the 911 hotline received a call from the police. It was called by a young woman, with only five words, "I was robbed!" When the police officer rushed to the scene, the scene in front of them stunned. What's going on? Who is robbing whom?

Two strong men with terrifying skeleton tattoos were seen lying on the ground, holding their wrists and wailing. Two guns fell beside them. A young oriental girl stood aside and glanced at them coldly.

Needless to say, the three of them were taken back to the police station to take a record.

The person who recorded Ning Ling was Nick. Ning Ling always thought he was a crime scene investigator. It was not until the moment he saw him at the police station that he realized that he was a policeman.

"Ling, what's going on?" Nick looked at Ning Ling, calm.

"I'm robbed!" Ning Ling stroked her hair, "I came out of the supermarket, and these two SBs followed me all the way to the alley, but..." She curled her lips, "It's what you see." She was telling the truth, and the surveillance video also proved this, but it was not her who suffered in the end.

Nick chuckled: "You don't look like you're robbed at all!" If he hadn't seen the surveillance video with his own eyes, he could not believe that the seemingly weak oriental woman in front of him could throw two strong men who were several times taller than her to the ground in just three moves, and then he calmly beat 911.

"Who made them ignorant of Mount Tai!" Ning Ling smiled gently. She was sent to the martial arts class by her father since she was five years old and studied Sanda. She learned Taekwondo again at the age of 12, and also participated in Taekwondo competitions on behalf of China and won the championship. Even a man who had learned fighting skills could only tie her, let alone two street gangsters, who had not beaten them and could not get out of bed for three months, so he was already showing mercy.

Just as Nick was about to speak, a quick voice sounded: "Xiaoling, are you okay?" As he spoke, he saw Ning Jun walking over.

"I'm fine," Ning Ling pointed to the two gangsters who were recording confessions in front of another table. Both of them had their right hands raised high, and they probably wouldn't be able to do evil within a few months. "They have something to do."

Ning Jun looked at the two gangsters, then looked at the niece, and suddenly laughed and glared at the two gangsters: "You dare to rob her, but she represented China in the World Taekwondo Championship when she was twelve years old.

As soon as this statement was made, the police present immediately became a big uproar. Someone couldn't help asking: "Is it the youngest champion in the history of "Taitbox Do" seven years ago? It is known as the queen of "Taitbox Do"." The incident once caused a sensation. TV and newspapers around the world reported it, but because the person involved was too young, the media did not disclose her photos and names, and only used the "Legend of a twelve-year-old Chinese girl" as the title of the newspaper.

Ning Jun smiled slightly: "That's right!"

The police looked at Ning Ling with admiration. Although Taekwondo did not originate from China, since the founding of China, although the Chinese have won the "Taekwondo" championship, they are only in Asia, and the champions are all adults. However, she successfully passed the hurdles at the age of twelve, entered the "Taekwondo" world, and won the championship, becoming an immortal legend. Until today, there are still people in the "Taekwondo" world who use her as a role model to teach students.

The two gangsters' faces were blue and white, and they almost fainted in fear. They thought she was just an ordinary Chinese girl, but they didn't expect that in the alley, they almost didn't even see clearly how each other did it, and they fell to the ground!

They were so unlucky that they touched the tiger's tail!
Chapter completed!