How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2100 Sweet Marriage Chapter 661 Since when did you care about Beifanxing's distress?

Hao Xiaoman's eyes widened, all the way from his face to the man standing on the boxing ring.

He was still wearing the black casual suit, and under the thin black shirt, the lines of his muscles were clearly visible.

He looked like a wolf with bloodshot eyes, the short hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and there was a strong smell of bloody slaughter in his gaze.

It was a strange combination, an overly gentle and handsome face, but possessed a bloodthirsty soul like a beast.

Hao Xiaoman froze, subconsciously took a step back.

The man lying on the ground mistakenly thought she was going to run away, and immediately screamed heart-piercingly: "Little sister-in-law, don't leave me! Don't leave me! I will really be beaten to death by Brother Nan, woo Woo... I'll give you whatever you want, and I'll give you my daughter-in-law too, so don't leave me behind..."

"..."

Seeing the man leaning down and easily picking up a man weighing at least 150 catties with one hand like a chicken, Hao Xiaoman finally came back to his senses, rushed to the stage as fast as he could, hugged him The fist he was about to swing down.

"Are you crazy?!" She widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

"Well, crazy."

He sneered, and his bloodshot eyes fell on her face: "So you'd better stay away from me, if you don't want to get hurt..."

"If you want to hit me, hit me directly. If you have grievances against me, you can't vent it by hitting other people."

She forcefully pulled the man's collar out of his hands, and the man almost scrambled off the stage and ran away.

The huge boxing ring, like a slaughterhouse, is full of mottled bloodstains.

She raised her hand and took off her coat, and looked at him coldly: "Do it, beat you until you calm down."

Nan Mubai seemed to be annoyed by her and smiled, but his eyes were filled with cruel broken ice: "If I hit you, your Brother Fanxing will feel so sorry for you?"

Her expression was indifferent: "Since when have you cared whether Bei Fan Xing is distressed or not?"

The man remained silent, staring at her coldly.

Seeing that he didn't make a move, she promised in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will hold back the pain, and I won't yell out so that people outside can hear it, and it won't affect your Nan Mubai's reputation of never hitting women."

"..."

"Do I need to seal my mouth first?"

He finally raised his hand and brushed her small face with his fingertips. After a long time, he seemed to sigh in a low voice: "But if I beat you, I'm afraid I'll die of heartache."

She was startled, then raised her eyebrows: "There is no need to feel bad."

"I feel sorry for you, if you can share your needs, then you can take it away, I don't need it."

"..."

She took a deep breath and looked up at him: "Should I hit him or not? If not, I'll leave."

"By the way, when you go out, call the next one in for me."

"..."

She was speechless, frowning and looking at him, wondering if those young masters have been corrupted by the extravagant and corrupt life, they are even worse than chickens, so many of them, none of them can put a wound on his face?

Feeling bored, she turned around and said, "Suddenly I want to drink, come and have a drink with me."

Walking to the door, turning around, seeing that he was still on the boxing ring, just looking at her from a distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Are you going?" She was displeased and called out again.

The man stared at her, his voice was cold: "Are you treating me?"

"I'll treat."

She curled her lips: "Invite the brothers outside who are about to be beaten to death by you."

(End of this chapter)