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Chapter 186 It's You, Practice With Me
This thin figure should also be the corner of the beating...

Originally planning to wipe off his sweat and leave, he suddenly changed his mind and was going to see what this slender young lady wanted to do.

Su Yaoyao walked inward slowly without rushing all the way, enjoying the vivid fighting entertainment ring scene in the scorching heat.

She was watching the exciting competition between the two men on the left side of the ring with great interest, and at the next moment, a sudden accident occurred——

The slender, fair-skinned boy just jumped out of the fence with a backflip, and his feet landed firmly in front of Su Yaoyao, but the distance between a few hands——

That man smelled like sweat!
Su Yaoyao raised her head, and her eyes overlapped with that person's.

"Hh...it's you." She rolled her eyes.

"What are you doing here?" There was a slight gasp in his tone.Mu Zhoujie wiped his hair provocatively, and stared straight at her.

"Find someone to compete with." Su Yaoyao shook her feet behind her hands.

Glancing at his heaving chest from the corner of the eye, a hint of joking suddenly appeared on his lips.

"Why don't you just come and practice with me."

But let her catch a good chance, he is so tired, he can beat her - it's a fantasy.

She will never show mercy.

Thinking of this, her eyes sparkled even more.

Mu Zhoujie paused, and looked Su Yaoyao up and down again when he heard the words, frowning.

"you?--"

"Hit me?" Mu Zhoujie seemed to want to confirm once again whether he had heard correctly.

Su Yaoyao nodded with a harmless face.

"Come or not? If not, I'll find someone else to practice." Su Yaoyao then said impatiently.

"……Fine."

Mu Zhoujie sighed: "Practice with others, if you get beaten badly, it's over."

Su Yaoyao secretly rolled her eyes, as if you were willing to let me—

The moment he walked onto the ring, the muscular African man turned over and got off the stage after a brief verbal exchange with Mu Zhoujie, and sat on the sofa to wipe his sweat.

The man who was reluctant to leave also came over with a towel and sat down with the muscular African man.

He raised his chin and gestured to the two people on the stage.

"That woman just said that she was going to compete with someone, but I still can't believe it, but she actually got into the ring..."

"That man should be over 1.8 meters five, right? You just fought him, how is his strength? Will he let others down?"

"I'm worried that that woman will be beaten badly..."

The African muscular man wiped the sweat from his neck, raised his eyes and glanced at the chattering man, his majestic voice was still a little hoarse.

"That's Dong Mu's only seedling, the apple of his eye, with a very bad temper, making others feel bad..." At this point, he shook his head slowly and sighed.

"Curiosity killed the cat. Don't look at it. It's nothing to look at." The African muscular man patted the man's shoulder lightly, and the man's shoulder immediately collapsed...

He cried and laughed: "Mr. Dong's only seedling, Young Master Jie? I've heard about it for a long time. It's really difficult... But he doesn't hit women, right?"

The African muscular man curled his lips and glanced back at him: "I don't know."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and the stage was gearing up.

"I'll give you three tricks." Mu Zhoujie made a gesture of invitation and raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, you said it." Su Yaoyao lifted her chin slightly, and the gleam in her eyes flashed away.

Unexpectedly, he really wanted to make way for her, that's enough.

But... the invisible fork is the most deadly!
　Good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)