The male god strikes: the black belly cute treasure asks for a like

Chapter 533 The Awakened Lion (108)

The assistant ran over in a panic.

Ding Mo put down the water glass in his hand, raised his eyes lightly: "What's the rush? Speak slowly."

"He, they're fighting, it's a mess now, you better not go on stage, it's too dangerous!"

Ding Mo lowered his eyes, looking at the circles of ripples.

Suddenly laughed: "Call me after they finish fighting."

He pulled the blanket over his legs and closed his eyes to rest.

"Ding, sister Ding? You mean to go on stage again?"

"Why not? There are three more songs."

"But, it's really too dangerous. If you accidentally hurt you, how will the company explain it?" After speaking, he began to talk to himself: "I thought the French were all gentle and handsome guys, but I didn't expect them to So savage."

Suddenly remembered the center of the fight, the most ferocious man had black hair and an oriental face, and he started to mess up again: "If one side must win, it's better to be Chinese."

"Tooting is annoying, don't bother me." Ding Mo said coldly.

The assistant sighed. On the one hand, he was also curious about the progress of the audience, and quietly walked out of the room.

Ding Mo opened her eyes, she could hear the man's roar without the assistant teleporting.

He is a monster, with amazing physical strength, and it is exactly what he said, with a simple mind and well-developed limbs.

Few of those who offended him could get away easily.

I remember back then, when a male fan secretly followed her, he beat her into a severe coma
After so many years, his energy is still so strong.

Ding Mo pulled up the blanket and tried his best to ignore the voice.

But that voice kept lingering in my ears.

She sat up suddenly and knocked off the water glass on the table.

I'm so bored!
"Are you fucking convinced?!"

Gu Yixuan pressed the French man's head with his fists in the air.

Just now was a man in a neat suit, but now his face was bruised and swollen, and he couldn't speak when Gu Yixuan pressed him to the ground.

"What annoys me the most is you guys, who are as chattery as a woman, and stop immediately as soon as you move your fists. Where is your momentum just now? Get up and scream!"

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"louder please!"

"Young master, let's forget it." A good concert was messed up again by him.

Rubbing his forehead, he didn't know what to say.

"Forget it! They screwed up a good concert, how can I let them go easily?! Go to the stage and apologize! I won't let go!"

The man raised his swollen eyelids and wanted to refute, but Gu Yixuan stared coldly and immediately shut his mouth.

"Why don't you go soon?!"

The man was supported by his companions, and walked down the stage. Gu Yixuan returned to his seat, folded his arms, and said with arrogance: "Give me a good time! Do you want me to give you a ride?!"

The man endured the pain and quickened his pace.

He was about to go down the stage.

The host who was standing at the side at a loss suddenly noticed something, nodded to the backstage, and then picked up the microphone: "Everyone, please be quiet, and I will invite Ding Mo to come on stage and sing for us."

That moment.

Gu Beibei, whose head was deeply buried in her small arms, raised her head.

Without the dazzling lights, she could see the woman walking slowly onto the stage clearly at a glance.

Ding Mo walked off the stage slowly.

She has a strong aura on her body, even if she doesn't say a word, it makes the audience quiet down instantly.

There was no expression on her indifferent but beautiful face, no panic, nor any surprises, as if the fight just now didn't exist at all.

(End of this chapter)