The male god proposed again today

Chapter 132 Hurry up and go, my face hurts when I see you

"Knowing that you can't beat him, but still fighting, you're a reckless man."

"Knowing that you shouldn't get close, but not letting go, is stupid."

"you……"

"As long as the venue permits, you can choose any way you are good at to go head-to-head." Shen Mosheng coldly proposed, not obsessed with fighting.

Fu Yingjun was a little annoyed: "You are sick, why on earth do I have to fight you one-on-one?"

With his hands behind his back, Shen Mosheng looked at him upright, and said confidently, "Use your strength to make you retreat."

Fu Yingjun: ...

"If you don't choose a method, I will count it as your default fist fight. If you don't make a move again, I will attack first."

"Okay, it seems that we can't do without a fight today. Just fight, I, Fu Yingjun, have never been afraid of anyone!"

Fu Yingjun, who was already full of depression, was made even more irritable by Shen Mosheng, and he punched him directly in the face.

Shen Mosheng flipped his head lightly, grabbed his fist, and pushed back hard, so that his fist hit him directly in the face.

Fu Yingjun groaned in pain, his mouth was full of blood.

Shen Mosheng didn't give him a chance to react, even though it was only with one hand, he punched his face quickly and accurately, until his handsome face looked like a palette before stopping.

Then he looked at him rather arrogantly, and announced calmly: "You lost."

"Shen Mosheng, are you sick? Don't you know that you don't hit someone in the face? Why do you hit me in the face with every punch?" Fu Yingjun gasped for his face hurting, and the depression in his heart became heavier.

"That face is an eyesore."

"you……"

"With this appearance, you can no longer appear in front of Yingying."

Fu Yingjun: ...

This is his real intention, right?

Shen Mosheng is a naive ghost for a young genius and a master of science and technology!

Putting down his sleeves, picking up his coat, Shen Mosheng glanced at him indifferently: "I would like to admit defeat."

Fu Ying was so angry that he wanted to curse: "Who bet with you? Why should you lose?"

Shen Mosheng frowned, and looked at him disapprovingly: "You want to renege on your debt?"

"I never agreed to bet with you!"

"Then bet now." Shen Mosheng said, put down his coat, and rolled up his sleeves again.

"You are sick, I don't gamble."

"Today you must gamble."

"What if I am determined not to gamble?"

"Hit until you want."

Fu Yingjun looked at Shen Mosheng, who was taken for granted, with the eyes of a madman.

What about being personable and stunningly talented?

This is simply a neurosis!
"Shen Mosheng, are you sick?
"No."

"You have."

Shen Mosheng said solemnly: "If there is, I will take medicine, so I don't need you to worry about it."

Fu Yingjun wanted to vomit blood.

Seeing that he kept pushing back and forth, Shen Mosheng looked displeased: "If you're a man, be quicker, it's ugly to be chattering."

"you……"

"I'll give you one hand. If you don't want to fight, then I have no choice but to unilaterally beat you until you agree." Shen Mosheng said, and the iron fist quickly hit Fu Yingjun.

This punch was like thunder, and if it really landed on the face, Fu Yingjun's nose might collapse.

He quickly stretched out his hand to block it, and said anxiously, "I admit defeat!"

Withdrawing his hand, Shen Mosheng looked at him calmly: "Very good."

"I promise that I will never appear in front of Yingying again, but you have to promise me that you are not allowed to tell her what happened today."

"It's a word."

"Go quickly, my face hurts when I see you."

"Seeing you makes my fist itch." Shen Mosheng picked up his clothes and left without looking back.

Fu Yingjun gave a wry smile and lay down on the ground with big characters.

Well, at least he knows that Shen Mosheng will definitely protect Yingying and make Yingying happy.

No matter what others think, Han Yingying is his sister, and this will never change.

(End of this chapter)