The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

e tall figure that suddenly appeared in front of her, her fists habitually clenched.

Her jet-black eyes were brighter than the stars in the cold night.
Her eyes, full of coldness, stared at Xia Jinyuan, who was determined to catch her alive.

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She really ran into him this time; how much chance do I have to win?

Ye Jian couldn’t answer herself; she only knew that she didn’t want to be a “captive” and didn’t want to fall into his hands.

“You’re too slow! You have to be like me!” Facing Ye Jian’s somewhat slow offense, Xia Jinyuan’s legs were still fast as lightning, kicking towards Ye Jian’s chest.

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Do you know how a solo soldier feels to be surrounded?

Like this, this is how a solo soldier will feel.
It’s the feeling of wanting to escape but having no way to escape!

Ye Jian’s arm blocked his army boot that was kicking towards her.
She felt as if her arms were about to break; she gritted her teeth and pierced her dagger that had never left her hands towards him.

“What happens when a female soldier becomes a prisoner, do you know? Your body will be molested, your mind will be suppressed, you will be destroyed, and they will even make you think that you are born a mistake.” Xia Jinyuan tried to beat down her dagger when she stabbed him, but the dagger slashed across his chin.

He felt a bit of pain.
Although the dagger was not sharp, the person holding it had worked hard to use it as a real weapon that could hurt people, so he could still feel the pain.

Xia Jinyuan touched his chin; it should be bleeding because it was a little painful.
However, he was punched in the chin several times before it finally bled.

“Blue Bird, how long can you hold on? Your strength is exhausted; you can’t support much anymore.” He was like a cat playing a mouse, teasing her patience, but his fists were still so fast and fierce as they hit Ye Jian’s shoulder hard.