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After raising Ah Huang for ten years, he will definitely feel uncomfortable when he goes out for supper without him in the future...

And his teammates on the basketball team, without him as the captain, they may only be able to dream of winning the national championship in the future...

I didn't expect that I still have so many things I want to do...

Hmm?

Something is wrong...

Why haven't I died yet?

The opponent's fist hit his head, it shouldn't take even a second, how could he still think so much?

Just then...

A voice that made him feel familiar sounded...

"Wu Zifeng, I remember this favor, and I will repay you in the future. Next, leave it to me!"

This is...

The voice of Su Rong's boyfriend!

Wu Zifeng was shocked and opened his eyes suddenly.

Then...

A figure that was obviously a head shorter than him and smaller than him, but gave him a full sense of security, appeared in front of him.

Yes, this figure did give Wu Zifeng a full sense of security.

He was like a solid wall, blocking all dangers for himself.

Including the fist that the cold-hearted muscular man used all his strength to hit him.

"You... when did you come?"

Wu Zifeng was still in shock.

Ye Luo: "Let's talk later, you can move aside first."

Wu Zifeng was slow to react, and after three or four seconds, he nodded and said "oh".

Then...

Quickly retreated four or five meters away.

The cold-hearted muscular man's fist was being tightly grasped by Ye Luo's hand, unable to move at all.

"As a Dragon countryman, you work for the Simida people. For money, can you people even sell out the country?"

Ye Luo looked at him coldly and asked coldly.

The cold-hearted muscular man didn't care to listen at all, and kept trying to retract his fist...

But...

No matter how much strength he exerted, his fist was still tightly grasped by the young man in front of him, without any sign of loosening.

"Who is this guy? Why is he stronger than me!"

The cold-hearted muscular man thought in disbelief.

He thought his strength had surpassed that of ordinary humans.

Among ordinary humans, there shouldn't be anyone stronger than him.

As a result...

This young man slapped him in the face!

But...

The cold-hearted muscular man didn't give up.

He quickly touched his body with his other hand, and in an instant, like a magic trick...

He actually had a nearly 30-centimeter-long dagger in his hand.

The dagger was brand new, the blade was sharp, and there was obvious dried blood on the handle.

Obviously, this was a knife that had seen blood...

"I know what to do and what not to do when I do things. I know!"

The cold-hearted muscular man's expression became ferocious: "I don't need an outsider like you to teach me!"

After he finished speaking...

Swish!

A white light flashed in Ye Luo's eyes...

Then, the sharp blade slashed at his head mercilessly!

If this knife really landed on Ye Luo's head...

He would have been dead!

However...

Ye Luo didn't take this knife seriously at all.

When the knife was halfway cut, he suddenly exerted force with the hand that grabbed the cold muscle man's fist!

The next moment...

The cold muscle man's feet were suddenly in the air.

Yes, he was indeed in the air!

Because Ye Luo threw him up directly...

But he was in the air for less than 0.1 second, and then...

Bang!

The body came into close contact with the ground, and the polished ground was directly cracked by this force.

The crack stretched for more than two meters...

The cold muscle man was hit so hard that he forgot his name, and kept wailing in pain...

The short knife also fell from his hand and flew to Ye Luo's feet.

"You are really cruel, you scum of society."

Ye Luo bent down and picked up the dagger, and said with a smirk: "Without saying a word, you swung the knife to kill people. It's a pity that you can live until now!"

As he said that, Ye Luo raised one foot and stepped on the head of the cold and muscular man.

Then...

Without saying hello in advance, he stepped hard... and harder...

Then...

The cold and muscular man didn't even have time to beg for mercy, and his head was like a watermelon falling from a high altitude, with a snap, it shattered...

Red and white liquid splashed out immediately.

Ye Luo's feet were covered with a lot of it...

The black-clothed men who came with the cold and muscular man saw such a cruel and inhumane scene...

All of them were dumbfounded...

Everyone stayed where they were!

For a long time, no one dared toMake a sound...

Wu Zifeng was also frightened by Ye Luo's brutality, his pupils bulged out, as if he saw a demon from the eighteenth level of hell.

Because Su Rong's boyfriend looked quite friendly, it was impossible to feel that he would be a ruthless person who would take people's lives without saying a word...

At this time...

The fifth sister Wu Zehuang and the eighth sister Kong Que also hurried to the gymnasium.

The reason why they arrived one step later...

Because there were also men in black outside, and they spent some time on these people.

Seeing that Su Rong was safe and sound, both of them came to her side immediately.

"Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Where did they hit you?"

Wu Zehuang said with concern: "Tell the fifth sister, the fifth sister will definitely make them pay a hundred times!"

Su Rong has returned to normal.

From the moment Ye Luo appeared, she found herself again.

Then she shook her head and replied: "Sister, I'm fine. Ye Luo showed up in time to save me, and I'm not injured anywhere."

As she spoke, Su Rong turned around in front of Wu Zehuang and Kong Que.

Her skin was intact, and there was indeed no sign of injury.

Wu Zehuang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're fine! It's good that you're fine!"

Su Rong asked: "What's going on? Why are these people targeting me?"

Wu Zehuang: "Someone doesn't want you to participate in this year's Qilin Olympics."

Su Rong was stunned...

She was shocked...

I didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen to her.

She pressed, "Who is it? Is he from our national team?"

Wu Zehuang: "Of course not. He is from Simida, the coach of the Simida national swimming team. His name is Park Youhe."

Su Rong's pupils slightly dilated: "Park Youhe..."

Wu Zehuang said: "Do you know him?"

Su Rong nodded: "Yes, I saw him at the last Sunshine Olympics. I noticed him when I won the 100-meter and 200-meter freestyle championships. He looked at me with hostility. His eyes were particularly scary..."

Thinking of that look back then, Su Rong's hair stood up immediately.

Mr. Ye rushed to Wu Zifeng as soon as possible.

His right arm was twisted into a knot by the cold muscle man, and he was not blind to notice it.

"Don't worry, I will treat your right arm and make sure you can continue to play basketball in the future."

Ye Luo comforted.

In fact, he was not sure whether it could be completely cured.

Wu Zifeng was pale at this moment, and his whole body was sweating coldly, as if he had a serious illness.

He forced a grin and said, "I finally know why Su Rong likes you!"

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Author has something to say:

Ye Luo is more handsome