The City’s Invincible Soldier King Chapter 175: Xi Wanting’s depression
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Chen Gefeng avoided Longlin, a lunatic who played cards according to the rules, looked at Xi Wanting, and asked seriously, "Mr Xi, are you really going to be my enemy?"
"I'm just a woman." Xi Wanting said blankly.
Xi Wanting's words made Chen Gefeng's cheeks hurt.
Although Xi Wanting didn't emphasize again that she is a dragon scale woman, the implication is obvious.
I'm just a woman, my man has the final say about my family.
Is there a better way to slap your face?
In Chen Gefeng's eyes, there was a flash of ice cold.
This time, he was really angry.
The more angry, the calmer, and less arrogant, how can you become a slave to emotions?
"Okay, I remembered." Chen Gefeng nodded to Xi Wanting, his voice was slightly cold, "I hope Xi will always remember every word you said tonight."
"My memory has always been good."
Chen Gefeng took a deep look at Xi Wanting, then bent over to pick up the painful and sweaty Zou Ming, and walked out of the hall without looking back.
Chen Gefeng's actions have won him the favor of many people.
Love soldiers like sons, and take care of subordinates.
This kind of person is worthy of being associated with.
How could Long Lin fail to see Chen Gefeng's intentions, but he didn't use words to expose him, because no one would believe him except Xi Wanting.
In the eyes of these rich people who think they are superior, he is a lunatic.
Outright madman.
Who would believe the words of a madman!
The girl glanced at Longlin with a bitter look of hatred, and strode towards Chen Gefeng.
Looking at Chen Gefeng's back, Long Lin narrowed his eyes quietly, and a chill flashed in his eyes.
If you want to show superiority, show superiority. If the situation is wrong, just leave. In the world, where is such a good thing?
If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price.
Dragon Scale took a trouser pocket and found a dime coin.
Quietly clenching his right hand, a dime was pinched into a ball the size of one-third of a knuckle.
The crowd was dispersing, and the scene seemed a little chaotic.
With a flick of his fingers, the ball turned into lightning and accurately hit the fossa of Chen Gefeng's right knee.
Severe numbness suddenly struck. Chen Gefeng's right leg was suddenly weak, and Chen Gefeng, who lost his balance, fell heavily on the ground by Chen Gefeng, who was also affected by Zou Ming. The dog eats shit.
The burning pain came from his lips, making Chen Gefeng's face extremely ugly.
He stretched out his hand, and the blood was dazzling.
Zou Ming, who had all comminuted fractures on both knees, was hit again with a painful neigh.
"Brother Chen, are you okay?" Wang gently bent down and tried to remove Zou Ming who was lying on Chen Gefeng's back. He asked with concern and anxiety.
"I'm fine." Chen Gefeng stood up with a gloomy expression.
"Brother Chen, your lips are bleeding." Wang gently opened the handbag, took out the napkin, and carefully wiped the blood on Chen Gefeng's lips.
After a while, Chen Gefeng's right knee finally regained his strength. He stooped to support Zou Ming again, but he turned around and stared at the dragon scales with icy eyes, then he backed his back. Zou Ming, strode away.
From start to finish, Chen Gefeng didn't say a word, but his actions won him more recognition.
If it weren't for the news sea, there are too many people watching the excitement, and they are not very familiar with Chen Gefeng, and they are not sure what he likes, many people have already rushed to kneel and lick.
Dragon Scale doesn't care about this.
How about enemies of the world?
On the **** and cruel battlefield, in the desperate situation of being besieged by dozens of times more powerful enemies, the saber didn't even frown. How could he fear the conspiracy in the city?
The soldiers came to cover the water and earth, nothing more.
After Chen Gefeng's trouble, Xi Wanting didn't bother to buy news.
"Go out with me for a walk."
"Good."
All organizations that sell news for a living are extremely scary.
Although there are many people who want to kill Xi Wanting, the mountain above the sea of news is definitely not an ideal location for assassination.
Long Lin and Xi Wanting walked out of the hall side by side, attracting countless people to look sideways, and also aroused bursts of whispers.
The dim street lights, the shady trees, the cool breeze, and the stunning beauty are all wonderful nights worth looking forward to for any man.
But the dragon scales didn't feel any pleasure, instead they felt a lot of pressure.
Xi Wanting's public remarks did help him a lot, but it is also Xi Wanting's step by step.
How could Longlin not understand Xi Wanting's mind?
Not a shield.
Suddenly, a thunder blasted through the night sky.
Amidst the thunder and lightning, the heavy rain poured down, and the pervasive water vapor made the whole world hazy and blurred.
Long Lin and Xi Wanting stood side by side in the mountain pavilion, avoiding the downpour.
"It's raining." Xi Wanting looked at the rain curtain and said softly.
Dragon Scale didn't know how to answer, so he chose silence.
The mountain wind became violent and rushed into the pavilion brutally along with the damp rain and mist.
Xi Wanting moved her body back, retreated to the center of the pavilion, and said softly, "Cold."
The dragon scales also retreated to the middle of the pavilion, took off his suit and put it on Xi Wanting's shoulders, and then stood like a wooden stake in front of Xi Wanting, helping her block the slanting wind and rain.
Xi Wanting looked depressed at the back of Dragon Scale.
How does this man look like a piece of wood?
Do I have to say the three words "I love you" straightforwardly?
Can't you keep me reserved?
Furthermore, Xi Wanting was not afraid to say these three words, but was afraid that after she uttered these three words straightforwardly, the dragon scales would run faster than the rabbit that was thrown by the dog.
Xi Wanting bit her lower lip tightly and was silent for a moment, as if she was angry, she said with a higher volume, "It's still cold."
Long Lin turned around and looked at Xi Wanting.
Under the night, Xi Wanting's eyes didn't give in at all, causing Long Lin to suddenly become flustered.
That kind of stubbornness, too much like Wanrou.
Long Lin does not reject the feeling of being with Xi Wanting at all, but he is afraid of the feeling of changing roles in reality and fantasy.
Such entanglement will not only cause him to be in a trance, but it is also likely to bring a fatal crisis to Xi Wanting because of his momentary negligence, and it will also cause Xi Wanting to cause great harm.
Either you don't love, or you love it seriously, you can't selfishly use Xi Wanting as a substitute for Wanrou.
Long Lin glanced at his shirt that was only left, and was wet by the wind and rain, and said seriously, "The shirt is wet, it's useless for you."
"..."
Xi Wanting was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood.
Where is there such an answer?
The stubbornness in her bones spread, and Xi Wanting simply gave up, staring at the dragon scales, and said seriously, "If it freezes like this, I will catch a cold."
"It's okay." Longlin promised earnestly, "When the rain stops, I will give you a cold preventive medicine to ensure you will not catch a cold."
If vomiting blood three liters can not be depressed, Xi Wanting is also willing.
However, she couldn't spit out three liters of blood, so she could only walk to the pavilion in depression, letting the mountain breeze carry the oblique wind and rain, and constantly wet her clothes, washing her depression away.