Xiao Luo had always believed that there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. That was why he had so many misgivings about the system that had suddenly become one with him. If he could avoid using it, he would. Now that he thought about it, his misgivings were not unfounded.
"Mie, I want to fight you!"
Just as he was thinking about this, he heard a shout.
Xiao Luo looked up and saw a man with a buzz cut glaring at him with a pair of tiger-like eyes. His body was majestic and resolute, and he exuded a strong sense of strength. However, his face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and there was a hint of cyan in them. His breathing was a little rapid. If one only looked at his head, they would definitely mistake him for a terminally ill man.
"Ren Maohua, what's wrong with you!" Ji Siying's eyes were filled with disgust as she immediately shouted at him.
"Siying, my love for you is as strong as the seas and rocks. My love for you is stronger than gold. For you, no matter how strong the opponent is, I, Ren Maohua, will never back down."
Ren Maohua expressed his love for Ji Siying, and then his gaze fell on Xiao Luo again. "Mie, come and have a duel with me. Only the strong are worthy of Siying."
"Get lost!"
Xiao Luo was expressionless as he responded with a simple word.
His tone was calm, but the power contained in it made Ren Maohua shudder. A layer of cold sweat immediately burst out. In his mind, he recalled the scene of him being beaten up miserably by Xiao Luo. However, when he thought about how Xiao Luo was injured and had just regained consciousness, he did not believe that Xiao Luo's strength had recovered to its peak. It was because of this that he had the guts to come out and shout at Xiao Luo. He wanted to duel with Xiao Luo so that he could win Ji Siying's favor.
He calmed himself down and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Don't yell in front of me. With your current strength, any random B-rank warrior can crush you. I'm warning you, if you don't have the guts to fight me, then don't even think about Siying. She is the future wife that I, Ren Maohua, have decided on!"
Hearing this, Ji Siying was really embarrassed and annoyed. She didn't know how many times she had rejected this guy, and every time she rejected him cleanly without giving him any chance to daydream or daydream. However, he just didn't give up and kept chasing her. Sometimes, she even wanted to resign from her position as a liaison and avoid this annoying guy forever.
"Ren Maohua, don't talk nonsense. There is no possibility between you and me. Just give up!"
"Siying, my heart and soul have been stolen by you. If you want me to give up, that's the same as asking me to die," Ren Maohua said with a frown.
Xiao Luo continued his words coldly, "Then you can go to hell."
Ren Maohua glared at him and said unkindly, "If you don't dare to fight me, then shut up. No one will treat you as a mute!"
"Ren Maohua, I have a ball of fire that I don't know where to vent. Let me give you a piece of advice. Don't mess with me, or else …"
"Or else what?"
Ren Maohua's face was full of a smug smile. He was sure that Xiao Luo was a sick cat now and couldn't cause any big waves. It was also because of this that he dared to take the opportunity to regain the face that he lost last time and win back the favor of the beauty. "Mie, you are sick now. You have no right to say such things. Let me give you a piece of advice. Hurry up and leave Siying's side. She is my wife. Don't even think about touching her!"
"Ren Maohua, you …"
Ji Siying was so angry that she gritted her teeth. This guy's words were simply disgusting.
"Siying, my wife, do you know? When I can't sleep at night, I always think about you. I think about everything about you. The walls of my room are covered with pictures of you. I love you. I really love you. I can't live without you in this life. "Ren Maohua once again expressed his love for Ji Siying.
"You bastard. How many times do I have to say it before you give up?" Ji Siying's cheeks were red with anger.
"Give up? I will never give up. Never in this life. I must catch up with you. This is my life's goal. "Ren Maohua shook his head and said.
WHOOSH!
Xiao Luo's figure flashed and appeared in front of him in an instant. His right hand stretched out like a hunting snake and locked onto Ren Maohua's neck like a steel clamp. With a raise of his arm, Ren Maohua's feet left the ground and a strong sense of suffocation rushed to his brain.
"Ren Maohua, is your brain filled with water?"
Xiao Luo raised his head and looked at him like a vicious wolf. "Or do you think that the lesson I taught you that day was not severe enough? Do you need me to teach you a lesson? "
His tone was very cold. It was still that kind of cold.
Ren Maohua was stunned. He thought to himself, "Damn it. Didn't this guy just wake up from a coma after being beaten half to death? He's even stronger than before. What's going on? "
He squeezed out a smile with difficulty and hurriedly explained, "It's … It's a misunderstanding …"
"A misunderstanding?"
Xiao Luo sneered. "I don't think this is a misunderstanding!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw Ren Maohua into the air. Ren Maohua flew four meters in the air before falling. Just as he was about to hit the ground, Xiao Luo's right foot was like a compressed spring and kicked him in the chest.
BAM!
With a muffled explosion, Ren Maohua felt his internal organs tremble. He howled in pain and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backward in a 'C' shape like a cannonball and smashed into the ground more than ten meters away.
HISS!
The NSA headquarters personnel who were watching from a distance gasped. At first, they also thought that Xiao Luo was a sick cat. His body was tired and his strength had dropped to the lowest point. But now it seemed that this was not the case at all. Ren Maohua was finished.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Xiao Luo's figure turned into a shadow, dragging a series of afterimages behind him. In an instant, he appeared in front of Ren Maohua and stepped on his chest. He looked down at him indifferently and said, "Are you sober now?"
"Mie, it's a misunderstanding. This is … a misunderstanding …"
Ren Maohua wanted to cry but had no tears. He knew what it meant to die if you didn't court death. It was said that you shouldn't touch a tiger's butt. But he was not touching a tiger's butt. He was clearly using his foot to kick the tiger's butt. It was dozens of times more serious than touching a tiger's butt.
"It seems that you're not sober enough!"
Xiao Luo said expressionlessly. Then he kicked Ren Maohua again like a ball.
"Crack ~"
There was the crisp sound of bones cracking. Ren Maohua was in unbearable pain. When he stopped, his mouth and nose were bleeding. Before he could catch his breath, Xiao Luo followed him and appeared in front of him.
"I'll ask you again. Are you sober now?"
"I … I was wrong. I … I'm sorry … I was wrong. I know I was wrong …" Ren Maohua held Xiao Luo's foot and begged for mercy.
Xiao Luo shook his head. "You're still not sober enough!"
After that, he kicked Ren Maohua again like a ball.
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