MTL - Please Continue Protecting Me-Chapter 10

As soon as Rong Mo said this, there was a deafening shout and scream.

Rong Mo's ears were hurt by the town. She couldn't help raising her hands and rubbing her ears. Shen Xiuran covered her ears with both hands first.

Although her legs were unable to walk, her vision was very good. The bright light on the platform illuminated the outline of the wheat-colored muscles on the man. She could even see the tremors of his muscles every time he moved and his face. Unchanged, careless smile.

What is in sharp contrast here are his deep and sharp eyes.

It's like a cheetah full of violent gas but relaxed and calm, provocatively in front of an opponent stronger than him.

His opponent was clearly outraged by his momentum, and after a left hook was easily chopped off, he immediately launched a swift attack.

The audience here is mostly for stimulation and gambling, and the boxers on the ring are often playing hard. Once they enter the fighting state completely, they will not even pay attention to fighting skills. The only purpose is to make the opponent unable to stand up.

Because of this unruly platform, no one cares about their life and death.

Suddenly, the situation reversed on the ring.

The man was hit with a punch.

At that time, his position was opposite Rong Mo's sight, but she only saw that he seemed to pause for a second, and he was hit hard by his opponent with a left uppercut in the face, which was not even a second. Then the other roared, hitting his chest with a kick!

Everyone was cheering, whistling and screaming incessantly, even Shen Xiulan was attracted attention, Rong Mo grabbed the wheelchair armrest tightly, they did not even wear the basic protective measures such as braces! The boxer looks like a big man with a full 100 kilograms and more than one meter nine. If that boxer is an ordinary person, his head will surely be beaten to the ground!

The corners of his mouth were all blood, but his figure just shook slightly, then one sideways avoided the opponent's victory pursuit, then flew a kick, and slammed heavily on Dahan's chest!

That kick is too fast! Everyone stretched their necks to see, but they only saw the three steps of Han's captivity. He didn't seem to expect the other party's foot to be so heavy, but he just lifted his head and looked back at him. Around his neck, he lifted his knees and pounded him on the stomach.

The audience's shouts of excitement almost broke through the roof. Next, whether it was the man's movements, expressions, or muscles that almost exploded from the body, they subverted people's perception of him a few minutes ago. He It was almost crazy to beat the other side, and his face was covered with blood. He finally fell to the ground and tried to turn over to suppress the other side, but he was completely lost under the opponent's fierce and fierce attack like a shrinking beast. The opportunity to stand up.

Rong Mo saw his indifferent and fierce eyes, and even his handsome face seemed to be filled with a terrible haze in a violent atmosphere.

"Momo, stop watching."

Shen Xiuran had no doubt that the big man would go to half-life even if he didn't die, but the referee didn't even care about it. The audience was more excited as if he had taken medicine, especially those few who were hit until one side covered his face with both hands. Begging for mercy, the referee stepped forward and held the man who beat him to death.

Among the cheering voices of a group of men, the screams of some women were particularly harsh. There were even many who wanted to rush to the stage to kiss him. The victorious man was raised by his referee. Rong Mo saw blood on his mouth and blood on his face. There was bruising at the upper cheekbones, but he didn't care, just tore the corner of his mouth to the crazy audience and waved the referee's hand.

"Let's go."

Rong Mo nodded.

"Are you sure he is that person?" Shen Xiulan still couldn't help asking.

"He is not."

Shen Xiulan froze, "then you ..."

"I just think ..." Rong Mo whispered, "He's just handsome."

Shen Xiuran paused.

This is the first time Rong Mo used such words to praise a strange man.

Rong Mo turned his head and glanced.

The beast-like fierce man on the ring platform suppressed a violent atmosphere, watching the four people on the stage lift away the opponent who could not stand.

At that moment, his gloomy and diffuse aura almost overlapped with that person.

But he wasn't, at least not just now.

"Shen Xiuran, I want to see him."

"Who? Who do you want to see?"

Shen Xiulan never returned.

"The one who won." Rong Mo said, "I said that the person I was looking for, as long as he didn't want it, no one could bring him to me, but that person could, after all, hit the stage here. It ’s all purposeful. "

"Yes, as long as you have enough money." Shen Xiulan said, "What do you see him doing? Just handsome?"

When it comes to the end, he feels a bit wanting to laugh.

If it is a celebrity from someone else's family, it is possible to do something outrageous for this reason.

Can be different.

She is like a unique and expensive little jasmine that grows up in a greenhouse. Even if it is also coquettish and wayward, it is different from the pride of other girls.

However, Shen Xiulan could not refuse her request, because Rong Mo almost never let him do anything except to find that person.

He finally gritted his teeth and called the manager over.

Rong Mo held a thermos cup in her hand and raised her hand to cover her chest.

Since then, her heartbeat has not stopped for a second.

She didn't know if that moment was an illusion.

She met his eyes ... even if it was just 0.1 second, her heartbeat stopped suddenly, and then the blood raged with the surge.

But she showed nothing.

Although she said to Shen Xiuran, she knew that if he didn't want to, no one could bring him to her.

So after half an hour, Shen Xiulan came in, and when she heard the unusual footsteps behind him, the whole person froze.

"Momo, I brought people."

Rong Mo held her breath, realizing they were watching her, and immediately took a careful breath, and said calmly, "You go out first."

Shen Xiulan froze, "No, I have to be by your side ..."

Suddenly, the voice of an unfamiliar man interrupted him. "Rest assured, I don't dare to do too much to the precious gold master."

Hearing his voice, Rong Mo froze.

No, no!

He was not that voice.

That person's voice, she remembers clearly, she wakes up every nightmare in the past year, every word and every word of him, and the subtle magnetism in his voice, as if still in his ears can be heard at any time .

She turned her head.

The tall figure of the man seemed to envelop the whole room seriously.

His half-face and the corners of his mouth were still bloody, the clothes on his body had been changed, and the red and white motorcycle jacket was not just because he had taken a shower or the sweat hadn't gone down, and his black hair was too stiff Wet soaked to the back, only one lamp was turned on in this room, half of his young and handsome face was hidden in the shadows, and he even looked a bit cold.

The moment he met his eyes, Rong Mo didn't know why he felt a palpitation, and quickly turned his head back.

Shen Xiuran clenched his hands.

Although Rong Mo's expression could not see anything, he knew her. At that moment, he clearly saw the flush on the pale cheek.

It was as if she was shy and coquettish when she was younger.

Shen Xiuran glanced at the man. Although this man thought he was too dangerous, he went out.

But he was standing at the door, and the door was half open. It was exactly what he was going to rush in with a bodyguard.

Only Rong Mo and him were left in the room.

The man raised his left hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist. "100,000, ten minutes."

Rong Mo bit her lip.

She knew what he was talking about.

Shen Xiuran spent 100,000 and brought him to her.

"So you won this time. What is the reward?"

The man casually said, "Not much, which is half of these ten minutes."

Rong Mo paused and said something that would make her regret after thinking about it, "If I give you three times, would you like to ...

The man narrowed his eyes.

She didn't see his expression, but felt that he stepped up towards her.

Bang, bang.

The frantic heartbeat almost broke through the soft chest.

She saw his tall, gloomy figure standing beside her on the wall, and she could even feel the smell of sweat, blood, and tobacco coming from him.

With such a strong, wild animal-like hormonal breath, she was easily trapped in a quiet space.

She restrained herself desperately, but her eyelashes continued to tremble. She saw one of his hands held on the armrest of her wheelchair, and then bent down towards her.

There was a blood mark on the joint of the hand, and with a little effort, even the blue tendons were clearly visible.

This is the hand, raising such a strong man to beg for mercy.

She felt his eyes move unscrupulously across her face, from her forehead, bridge of her nose to her lips, and then she heard him play a husky sound, "A pretty girl like you Not to mention 300,000, even if there is no penny, there are men who are willing to do anything for you, but unfortunately ... "

He raised his other hand, just wanting the tall and plump **** beauty on the poster across the wall, "I'm only interested in such women."

Then, he lowered his eyes and glanced at her legs with regret.

Shame and anger surged at the same time, and Rong Mo blushed almost instantly, "You ... I ..."

She wanted to say that she didn't mean that. She said 300,000 to ask you to be a bodyguard! No ... not any other messy request!

She even wanted to call him a bastard!

Even Yan Dong who humiliated her at school that day did not make her so shame and angry!

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