Zhuo Hua

Chapter 390 Counterattack ([-])

Everyone did not expect that this fairy-like woman would actually strike so cruelly, which made those monks who had once had a charming mind secretly give up their thoughts.

A beauty is good, but if the beauty is a tigress, then they have to weigh whether they have the courage to conquer her.

Zhuohua didn't have time to guess what these people were thinking.

Of course, even if she knew what these people were thinking, she wouldn't care at all.

In this life, she didn't even think about love.

Is it because it is not fragrant to practice?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The muffled sound of the fist hitting the flesh made the onlookers tremble.

The scholar couldn't bear it and fell on the stage.

His eyes were empty. This man was like a dead fish, lifeless.

He seemed to give up resistance, willing to be a sandbag for Zhuohua to vent her anger, and let Zhuohua vent her anger without moving.

Zhuo Hua kicked him twice bitterly, venting the anger in his heart all the time.

Seeing the scholar's appearance of allowing her to bully him, Zhuo Hua suddenly felt extremely boring.What is the difference between this scene and the fight of children?It looked like he was messing around.

Seeing the incense that was almost ignited, Zhuohua stopped his movements.She crossed her arms, looked down at the blood-stained scholar, and gave a light snort.

"What? Give up?" Zhuohua snapped his nails and chuckled. "Sure enough, that's all there is to it."

The scholar had already lost his temper after being beaten.

Compared with the previous "skin pain", what is the sarcasm on the lips now?
So he just closed his eyes and listened silently, without responding or refuting.

The villain in him has now shed two thick noodle tears.

If time could be turned back, he also wanted to leave with the dwarf.

This useless sense of brotherhood is nothing more than a lonely and passionate person.What's more, he didn't see that the person who pushed him out as cannon fodder ever regarded him as a brother?
The scholar's face was swollen several times as big as before, and was covered with bright red blood. He looked very cautious.

"time up!"

With the sound of this sharp announcement, this extremely long round of competition finally came to an end.

The scholar seemed to see the sunshine of dawn.

He had never felt that there was a voice as pleasant as the one just now.

"saved."

He wanted to smile, but found that the muscles on his face were no longer listening to him.

Seeing the scholar being beaten so badly but without consuming any physical strength of Zhuohua, Dong Ke just felt that his breath was stuck in his throat.

A thought flashed through his mind.

"Big brother."

Dong Ke raised his head and grabbed Dong Ran's arm.

Dong Ran looked over inexplicably.

"what happened?"

He looked at his brother with a bad complexion and asked suspiciously.

"The next competition, can the eldest brother go first?"

This is not consistent with their previous order.

Dong Ran didn't know why his younger brother suddenly changed his mind at the critical moment.However, based on his trust in his younger brother, he also knew that Dong Ke would not harm him no matter what.

He only thought that Dong Ke was a little nervous and frightened when he saw the scholar's appearance, and he didn't dare to go on stage immediately.

So, he patted Dong Ke on the shoulder to practice that he understood.

"Okay. I'll go first then."

Dong Ke lowered his head, and a stern gleam flashed in his eyes that was not noticed by anyone.

(End of this chapter)