When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 59 Mr., your taste is so sweet (7)

"What? Don't want to?"

"Sir, I'm sorry." She couldn't.

"Then you can only stay here tonight until you make a decision." Jing Mo stood up coldly and ruthlessly, and then prepared to leave.

"Sir!" Nanxing shouted.

Jingmo paused, lowered his eyes and said, "I'm not here for charity, I don't need mercy."

"..." Nan Xing paused and stayed in the Colosseum.

[System: Host, the mission is not played like this. 】

【I did wrong?Ruining her kindness is easy. 】

[System: Kind people will not be destroyed so easily. 】

【Then wait and see. 】

Jing Mo left without hesitation.

The silent cage, after Jingmo left, instantly turned into a paradise where all the beasts roared and screeched.

Those peaceful illusions at the beginning were instantly torn apart after Jingmo left.

Nan Xing looked at the beasts fighting each other on the stage, but couldn't do anything.

Her fate tonight depends on their victory or defeat, but that's not the reason why she's ruining either of them.

When the night came, the beasts roared, and the loud sound made people unable to close their eyes, and even more unable to think.

Nan Xing leaned back on the chair, his clenched hands revealing his inner tension.

She was afraid that some strange beast would suddenly run over.

"Is she still there?"

Twelve hours have passed, and Jing Mo's patience has gradually disappeared.

"Yes, sir."

"She still hasn't made a decision?"

"Yes."

Jing Mo lifted the hem of his clothes and walked indifferently towards the Colosseum.

Nan Xing was already so frightened that he shrank into a ball, curled up on the stone chair, covered his ears, and trembled slightly.

"South Star."

Looking at the petite half-blood clan on the chair, Jing Mo shouted calmly and indifferently.

"Sir!" Nan Xing thought he had hallucinations.

It wasn't until she saw the god-like man walking in front of her that she was sure it wasn't an illusion.

"You haven't made your own decision yet?" Jingmo reminded again.

Nanxing shook his head.

"Then I'll make the decision for you." Jingmo picked up the anesthesia arrow in front of him and threw it at the lion in the arena. With a scream, the lion passed out, and the tiger also woke up because of the sound.

Now is the perfect time for it to fight back.

It roared in a low voice as it slowly approached the lion.

Nan Xing looked at the reversal in front of him in confusion.

"Did you see? In order to let you sleep well, I made the decision for you." Jing Mo smiled naturally and casually, as if he didn't care about such a simple matter.

"Lion, are you happy to die tonight for giving you a good night's sleep?"

"gentlemen!"

"Beautiful lady, I want to know how you feel now."

"For yourself, or for me." Jing Mo's eyes were soft.

Hate yourself?Or hate him?

He was really curious about how broad her kindness was.

"Sir, you are a good blood clan." Nan Xing raised his head and said solemnly.

In order to let her leave this place, Mr. really wastes a lot of thought.

Jing Mo's smile that was about to be revealed retracted: "..."

"Sorry, it's my fault." Looking at the roaring tiger, Nan Xing picked up another anesthesia arrow and threw it precisely.

The tiger fell to the ground with a bang, and the struggle between the two beasts was finally over.

"Sir, they tied, right? So Nanxing didn't lose."

(End of this chapter)