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Chapter 208: The Money-Loving Bodyguard vs. the Lame Young Master 10
When a person is suspended in the air, especially if there is a huge size difference, the enemy can simply hit any part of the body with force, causing that person to fall and suffer a tragic defeat.

Hu Qi didn't expect the little bodyguard to be so reckless. While attacking, he was anticipating in his mind where she would fall, how much blood she would spit out, how many ribs she would break, and how long she would have to lie in the hospital.

But she didn't expect that her attack method suddenly changed in mid-air.

Hu Qi's eyes widened when he saw his arm was strangled.

Before he could react, his head was locked by her legs, and then he felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

The luxurious floor tiles made a loud "bang" sound, which was very scary.

He supported himself on the floor and vomited blood.

He suddenly changed his moves in mid-air, so quickly, and without any reduction in force.

"Fuck... can you fly?" Hu Qi looked at Ling Mo with a look of respect in his eyes, and a hint of fighting spirit.

"I told you not to underestimate the enemy." Ling Mo shrugged, looked at him arrogantly, raised his middle finger, and smiled, "You lose."

She walked towards Mr. Gu.

"Master, I won."

Old Master Gu snorted coldly, but fortunately he did not go back on his word.

The bodyguard behind him took out a check and handed it to Ling Mo.

She took the check and looked at the string of zeros on it, her smile widening.

Huanxi walked up to Gu Yao, quickly folded the check in her hand into a small crown, and gave it to him: "The 22nd trophy, here."

Everyone was stunned when they saw the crown folded from the check.

Fifty million.

Just give it away like that?
Gu Yao's worried heart completely turned into a pool of soft water when he saw the origami crown in her hand, flowing into her cold limbs and internal organs.

The coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated, he took it, held it in his hands with care, and said, "Thank you."

He wanted to say more, but he didn't know what to say and he knew now was not a good time.

At night, let’s talk about it at night.

He seemed to have a lot to say.

The corners of his lips curved up into a smile subconsciously, and he lowered his head and fiddled with the little crown carefully, as if it were a priceless treasure.

Hu Qi looked at his nephew, swallowed the blood in his throat, wiped the corner of his mouth, and knelt on one knee in front of Mr. Gu: "I underestimated the enemy, please punish me, foster father."

"But he is indeed very powerful. He can protect you by staying with you." He said this immediately before knocking his head to the ground.

The silence speaks.

The hall was quiet for a long time.

Mr. Gu suppressed his outward emotions and closed his eyes: "Go ahead."

"Yes."

Hu Qi understood what he meant and left.

Gu Yao glanced at the man's back with a little worry, but when he sensed a shrewd gaze, he retracted his gaze without caring.

"Dinner is ready." Wu Xiuxiu smiled politely at the old man, breaking the deadlock.

"Well, go ahead." The old man spoke, and everyone started moving.

When leaving, Wu Xiuxiu looked at Ling Mo with coldness.

"Come see me in the evening." She opened her mouth silently.

After dinner, Mr. Gu returned to his room to deal with some things and called Gu Yao away.

Ling Mo came to the greenhouse. As soon as she closed the door, a vase hit her head.

She dodged it swiftly.

The vase hit the wall, broke into pieces, and fell to the ground in pieces.

"You are not an honest person. You didn't obey any of my orders. Do you still remember who your master is?"

Wu Xiuxiu's exasperated voice sounded, filled with fierce anger.

Everything went against her will tonight. Her stepson, who had always been submissive, suddenly fought back. The old man's dislike for her was like pointing a finger at her and scolding her.

Even a small bodyguard dared to give her a cold look.

It’s a rebellion, it’s totally against the will of heaven!

Ling Mo looked at her with a puzzled look on his face: "Madam, I have always fulfilled my duties, protecting the young master and reporting his whereabouts to you. Which one have I not done?"

"I'm talking about tonight! How dare you ask that old man for a prize! Are you obsessed with money?" Wu Xiuxiu remembered that Ling Mo was still tied to her, but he was so snobbish and greedy. She didn't know what that old man thought of her, so she got angry and said, "I winked at you, but you are blind!"

"I'm sorry, I really didn't understand your expression at that time."

"You...you are great. Believe it or not, I will send you to Unicorn Island tomorrow." Wu Xiuxiu threatened loudly.

When Ling Mo heard her words, his originally respectful attitude disappeared and he looked at her with amusement.

Then he spread his hands, leaned lazily against the door, and said casually, "Send it, but do you dare?"

"I have been recognized by Mr. Hu and Mr. Gu. Do you dare to send me away now?"

"And if Gu Yao really makes a scene, you won't have an easy time either."

Looking at the young boy who could perform face-changing in Sichuan opera, Wu Xiuxiu finally realized something was wrong. She pointed her exquisite nails at her, her fingers trembling with anger: "You, you were pretending before! You deliberately did this in front of the old man today to make it difficult for me to do anything to you!"

"Well, smart."

"But don't forget, your indenture and IOU are in my hands!"

"Where do the slaves come from in Xinhua Country?" Ling Mo looked at her speechlessly, "That's called a labor contract."

"What's the difference!" Wu Xiuxiu's face turned ferocious. She was bitten back by an ant that she thought she had under control, and her face gradually turned red.

Labor contract = indenture?
Ling Mo blinked, it seemed like there was really no difference.

But in this case, rounding off - workers = slaves?

Oh my god, it’s scary when I think about it, and it makes me think more.

Seeing the silent person, Wu Xiuxiu said arrogantly: "How much do you think the grandfather and grandson of the Gu family care about you as a subordinate? Will they openly go against me, the legitimate Madam Gu, for you?"

"The people in the Gu family are all heartless! A bunch of cold-hearted hypocrites!" She seemed to have thought of something, and her tone was a little crazy, "Instead of expecting them, you might as well do a good job for me. Since ancient times, fence-sitters have never had a good ending, you have to know!"

Ling Mo came back to his senses, looked at the woman who was in a bad mental state, and sighed: "But my dear lady, the contract and the IOU are of no use to me."

"……What did you say?"

"My identity in China is fake, and the IOU contract has no legal effect."

Wu Xiuxiu was so confused that she even forgot to get angry. "Impossible! The people in the underground fighting arena clearly gave you your background information. You are an orphan from an orphanage in a small county."

"Ah, I made it up." Ling Mo stood up straight and rolled up his sleeves. "It's just an identity to get by his side. If Madam Gu wants, I can make up hundreds of them at any time."

Looking at the young boy who said such words so calmly, Wu Xiuxiu was speechless. A chill rose from her feet to her head, making her unable to move.

She gradually came to her senses - from the moment she entered the underground fighting arena and saw the wolf cub beating his opponent to death in the cage, she had been calculated by her.

"Who...are you and why are you coming to the Gu family?"

(End of this chapter)