A little cute baby fell from the sky

Chapter 1743 The Last Level (5)

Ling Feng's eyelids drooped, without even the slightest hesitation, he pushed open the door and walked in.

Qi Qianyu sighed softly behind him.

Then he picked up the phone, a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

Walking to the corridor, the voice was very soft.

"I'm Qi Qianyu, have all the people I want come? You don't need to come in now, in an hour, just come in through the small door."

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After Ling Feng walked into the side hall, he immediately became the object of everyone's attention.

Although these new members of MASK did not know Ling Feng, they realized that this was a very difficult heavyweight competitor from the moment he walked in.

All the eyes looking at Ling Feng were very unfriendly.

But Ling Feng didn't mind, he glanced around lightly, but didn't see Wei Ran's figure.

He didn't bother to chatter with these people, so he went directly to Qi Li who stood out from the crowd.

The voice is low.

"Where is Miss Weiran?"

"Just now she has met all the bodyguard candidates." Qi Muli squinted his eyes, sizing up this Middle Eastern kid who knows nothing.

He and Qi Qianyu are somewhat similar, although he is over forty years old, he still has an unruly and enchanting aura about him.

"Middle East kid." Qi Muli looked at him with a half-smile.

"Weiran is in the inner room. She won't meet any candidate easily now. If you want to run for election, you have to compete fairly with them. In each round, you can have a word with her."

"If you win in the end, you can meet her."

"Okay." Ling Feng nodded, and took off the black suit directly.

He moved his wrist, ready to enter the fighting state.

But as soon as his wrist moved, he felt the pain of a severely strained muscle again.

He lowered his eyelids and forcibly endured the pain.

Wei Ran, who was sitting in a separate small room inside, was anxiously standing in front of the window.

Looking out scorchingly.

The window panes of this room are specially made.

She can see everything outside clearly from inside, but people outside cannot see inside.

When Qi Muli pushed the door and walked in, Wei Ran already wanted to rush out.

"Brother Muli, how can you let Ling Feng fight those people again. He just experienced eight hours of beating!"

Tears glistened in Wei Ran's clear eyes.

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Qi Muli quickly closed the door, held her hand helplessly, and asked her to stand in front of the window and look out.

"Xiao Weiran, think about when you were in the Middle East, a lot of women robbed you of this Middle Eastern kid. But he never had such a sense of crisis. Don't you think it's unfair?"

"Xiao Weiran and I tell you that if you don't let him have this sense of crisis, even if he gets you, he may not cherish you in the future."

Wei Ran's heart twitched suddenly, remembering the text message Ling Feng sent him that day.

After a moment of hesitation, the outside has quickly entered the first round of elections.

In the first round, it was two two fighting each other.

In the empty room, there were ruthless and chilling palms everywhere.

Ling Feng had already been punched, but he quickly returned the punch.

If it was his previous skills, it would not be a problem at all to deal with these MASK rookies.

But now he has just suffered eight hours of beatings, and his physical fitness has been severely damaged.

So during his first round of fighting, Ling Feng felt as if his body was about to explode.

Every bone hurt like it was about to break.

(End of this chapter)