Soldier King's Love Story in the City-Chapter C3

Bang.

Uh.

At this moment, Zhang Chun's posture was a little ambiguous … It could even be described as stinging.

Zhang Chun's head exploded.

Under these circumstances, everyone would definitely misunderstand that he had forced himself on her.

In front of the young girl's mother, not to mention not being able to tolerate the law, even the moral level was extremely difficult to deal with.

But now, he had no choice but to shoot.

Zhang Chun was a "deaf" person, so he was naturally a "mute", unable to give a proper explanation.

Moreover, if he stood up rashly, the girl who had regained her freedom would definitely go berserk in front of everyone and ruthlessly beat him up.

He had been misunderstood. If he were to hit a woman again, he would be sent to the Public Security Bureau immediately.

Then his mission would be a failure.

A short period of silence, followed by waves of exclamations.

The ladies covered their mouths, their eyes filled with shock.

Strangely, not only did no one call the police, there was even excitement on their faces.

This expression was even more obvious on the face of the woman in the lead.

She then walked out and circled around the bed where Zhang Chun and the young lady was lying on, her mouth full of words.

"Hmm, this one million yuan is worth it. Stupid girl, you relied on your skill in three moves of cat kung fu to die uncontrollably."

"Let me tell you, this little bro passed through a hail of bullets on the battlefield in South Africa. I think it was that, that, oh right, the special forces."

"Don't you blame me for reminding you that his ears have gone deaf from the explosions. If you can't beat him, you must do your best to not make any noise. I guarantee that he won't be affected in the slightest."

Seeing how the girl was so angry that her flowers were shaking, her face was pale white, and invisible black lines surfaced on Zhang Chun's face.

Whoa.

This must be his stepmother, right?

There was nothing under the heavens that wasn't strange.

At this time, it was unusually quiet.

It was like the night before the storm, and also like the dead silence before the great waves.

The heavy air made Zhang Chun feel suffocated.

However, it was the calm before the storm that gave him the chance to carefully examine the young woman's appearance.

This violent girl was not bad looking.

He looked to be in his early twenties, and his well-formed facial features seemed extremely harmonious and refined, giving off an extremely comfortable feeling.

From the corner of his eyes, there were faint traces of dark green blood on the bridge of his nose. It was obvious that this was a hidden wound that hadn't been there for long.

"It seems like this Violent Girl has fought quite a few people."

Under her short hair, her two ears looked like they had been meticulously crafted by a craftsman. It was gorgeous, yet at the same time, they were inappropriately pierced with four earholes each.

Overall, this girl had a pretty face and a slender figure. She gave off the impression of a rebellious vibe, but also gave off a valiant and valiant vibe.

"Ahh!"

The noblewoman slightly frowned and opened her mouth, but in the end, she did not speak. She just threw down a slip of paper, which happened to lie flat in front of the young girl's chest.

"My daughter is yours now, so work hard, work hard, and wait for me to hug my grandson …" Granddaughter will do too. "

It was a line of words, yet it carried an unquestionable, domineering power.

Was it really his stepmother?

However, there were some similarities between the two women's brows. Their style of doing things was just as fierce and rebellious.

While they were stunned, several female servants had already left. It was obvious that they did not want to disturb the joy of the two women's room.

It was just that, with all his effort, Zhang Chun was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

In this moment of absent-mindedness, the violent girl suddenly pulled out her arm from below her back, grabbed onto the railing by the bedside and abruptly pulled herself away, escaping from Zhang Chun's demonic claws.

However, she had revealed something.

At that moment, his jeans and shorts were tightly grasped by Zhang Chun.

"Damned deaf, you can't do anything to me — ah, you rogue."

The complacency that was just about to take shape on the young girl's face was immediately replaced by anger and shame.

He immediately kicked out, right at Zhang Chun's face.

Blood gushed out from under Zhang Chun's nose. It was not only because of the strain, but also because of some other reason that did not require any attention from others.

"I'll beat you to death, you jester."

Without the time to be ashamed, the violent girl attacked again and again.

The punches were accompanied by gusts of wind, while his kicks were skilled.

It was obvious that this violent young girl had been trained under the guidance of an expert. However, after a few punches, she had become quite impressive.

If this was an ordinary person, then three to five men would have been beaten to smithereens.

But who was Zhang Chun?

He was also known as the number one special forces in China, Wolf Fang's 7th Infantry King.

His punching routine was simple, but it was also extremely sharp. Each of his moves were fatal, without the slightest bit of sloppiness or flowery moves.

The Great Dao was the simplest. Killing techniques were simple but fatal.

All of a sudden, this large room became a battle arena for the two of them.

If it was her power, Zhang Chun would never be able to see such a violent girl's flowery fists, but he was after all, his woman in name, if he were to be killed, forget about the girl's family causing him trouble, his mission would be a failure, and most importantly, he himself would never be able to clear his heart.

As a soldier, Zhang Chun did not hit women, he only killed them.

As a result, the fight between the two quickly turned into a violent attack from the young lady alone, while Zhang Chun continued to dodge and attacked in order to defend, he was unable to retaliate at all.

It wasn't that he didn't dare to, it was that he couldn't.

Zhang Chun had no choice but to block the violent girl's punches and kicks. However, his techniques were extremely fast and his angle was extremely tricky, so he would always accidentally swim around the girl's body.

Not long after, the violent girl was breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

On the other hand, Zhang Chun was completely calm and composed, there were not even a few beads of sweat on his forehead, but his hands were extremely greasy.

He was not used to this.

"You hoodlum deaf, teasing this old lady."

It was unknown whether the violent girl's face was red from shame or anger. Her entire body trembled, her lips trembled, and tears actually flickered at the corners of her eyes.

She calculated that Zhang Chun would not dare to make a move on his, and could only passively defend, wanting to take down his opponent in a few moves.