Sister Wei didn't dare to complain at all, she lowered her head, revealing her snow-white neck and delicate collarbone.
She knelt down at Jiang Fuyue's feet, tactful and humble, which is a man's favorite gesture: "Calm down, although this boxer looks useless, but his explosive power is very strong, and he was knocked down several times on stage. Tall opponent."
"Oh?" Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, "Is it drugged?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, her lips trembling: "You..."
How does he know? !
This is the biggest secret in the entire underground boxing arena. Doping is equivalent to artificially manipulating the results of the match, and it is tantamount to playing cards to cheat.
If the bettors outside know about it, the consequences will be disastrous!
Jiang Fuyue: "Is it pouring or not?!"
The woman trembled all over: "No, no..."
"Lying? Heh, you're quite courageous." Jiang Fuyue stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, and soon left fingerprints on her fair skin, which complemented the sauce-red circle around her neck, giving her a tortured beauty.
Shocked by his powerful aura, the woman trembled, her senses were gone, and she spoke instinctively: "Really not! Although sometimes it is true that this boxer does it, this boxer doesn't! It doesn't need to!"
"Is that so?" Dubious.
"As soon as she came on stage, it was as if she was desperate. Most of the injuries on her body were left in the boxing ring."
Jiang Fuyue was noncommittal, but a trace of thought flashed across his eyes.
The woman was afraid that she would not believe her, so she continued: "Actually, this kind of reckless style of fighting is better. As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes, and those who are ready to risk their lives at any time have a kind of ruthlessness in them. Overwhelming in terms of momentum. If you choose her, not only will you have a greater chance of winning, but the odds will also be higher."
Jiang Fuyue let go of the woman's face, and slowly withdrew her hand.
Sister Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and in the next second, the distinguished guest got up and walked to Sarah, like a shrewd buyer examining the goods he was about to buy.
Suddenly, "loosen the chain."
Sister Wei was stunned: "She has a tendency to take the initiative to attack, I'm worried..."
"Huh?" Jiang Fuyue's tone was cold: "Don't you understand?"
Sister Wei's whole body stiffened suddenly, her back felt cold, and she immediately winked at her subordinates.
The latter obeyed and let go of the chain.
Liu Sisi, who was freed, raised her eyes suddenly, and her eyes were filled with astonishing cruelty, blood was everywhere.
Compared with the weak and helpless appearance when Wei San rescued her, now she is more like a sharp knife out of its sheath, without concealing the sharpness and sharpness of her whole body.
The training in A Battalion allowed her to develop her own skills, but the coldness and ruthlessness in a person's eyes cannot be achieved through training.
What's more, Camp A never teaches people to be ruthless, even if it is a knife, it must be a knife with warmth in the owner's hand.
So, what happened to Liu Sisi? Make her look like she's desperately fighting for her life now
"Can you light cigarettes?" Jiang Fuyue asked.
Sister Wei took the lighter and stepped forward.
Jiang Fuyue didn't even look at her, her eyes fell directly on Liu Sisi: "I'm asking her."
Sister Wei's smile froze.
Originally, Liu Sisi only had the word "kill" in her eyes, and she couldn't wait to release her punches. The stronger the opponent and the greater the pain, the more excited she was.
She knew that she was crazy.
But so what
She is going crazy to death!
Someone came to challenge her again
Well, the chain is loose, and it's time to vent again.
Just when she couldn't hold back the tyranny in her body and wanted to punch, a deep and indifferent voice sounded, with a somewhat familiar tone and texture—
"Can you light a cigarette?" the man asked.
Liu Sisi's eyes flashed suddenly, as if seeing a clear outline in the mist, as clear as the moon, dazzling in brilliance.
She moved her lips in a strange way, and made a hoarse single voice: "... Yes."
Jiang Fuyue raised her jaw slightly: "Give her the lighter."
Doubt flashed in Sister Wei's eyes. She couldn't see what the man in front of her was trying to do, so she could only hand over the lighter as she said.
Liu Sisi slowly took over the blood-stained hand, and with a snap, pressed down on the shrapnel.
A cluster of flames sprang up.
Jiang Fuyue put the cigarette in her mouth, lowered her head and approached.
The light from the flames illuminated half of her face covered by shadows under the brim of the hat, and as she raised her eyebrows and squinted lightly, her peach-blossom eyes were dimly lit.
Liu Sisi was startled, and her hands trembled.
It's really her!
why is she here
Are you here for yourself
Suddenly, the trembling hand was covered with warmth, and it was her hand that grabbed his hand, "Don't shake it."
The deliberately low voice is magnetic and sexy.
In an instant, all the confusion and madness in Liu Sisi's eyes receded like a tide, only the hotness and blazing aroused when looking at the bright moon remained.
If the hand does not shake, the flame will no longer shake.
Smoke is lit.
Jiang Fuyue took a deep breath, closed her hands, and backed away, half of her face was hidden under the brim of her hat again, and a beautiful smoke ring came out of her mouth.
At that moment, Sister Wei couldn't help but stare blankly.
It's not that I haven't seen a man smoking a cigarette, maybe he can take a puff of cigarettes so charmingly, there is one and only one in front of him.
She looked at the man's cigarette-holding hand, with well-defined joints, clean and slender, and it was also this hand that contemptuously and even humiliatedly stuffed a hundred yuan into her neckline...
The woman's heart beat faster.
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ah! I was targeted by Sister Yue!
One watch, two thousand words.
Twelve o'clock at two o'clock.