Dancing Youth: Evil and Rebellious Girl

Chapter 1281

There was only one hospital bed in the room, and Mo Ling was lying like that, with bandages on his forehead and needle holes in his arms.

The upper body was naked, and the solid chest muscles were also wrapped in bandages.

Taking a quick look at it, it was very scary, like a patient whose life was dying.

On the bandage, there was actually red blood.

It was so red that it hurt her nerves.

God!

Yan Xiaozhu almost fainted, staggered a few steps, and grabbed the edge of the bed, feeling that her body was extremely heavy, and then her feet became weak.

This is a situation that has never been tried before, before being kidnapped, beaten and starved, or followed by Tyler and undergoing hellish strict training.

She had never felt so scared and trembling before.

"How could this happen? How could it be possible to be injured like this?" She knew Mo Ling's skills very well.

When he was a child, he was very naughty and mischievous, and he was assigned to take Sanda classes by Mo's father. What he was afraid of was that he would not be able to fight with others after he got into trouble.

One is for self-defense, and the other is for self-cultivation.

When she was adopted, Mo Ling was already very skilled and represented the school in Sanda boxing competitions.

Those rewards filled the room as he grew up.

Up to now, he joined the Van organization, he is very competitive by nature, and has fought against the masters in the organization.

In the end, he knocked down everyone and became the one with the most powerful boxing skills in the organization.

Except for Tyler of course, because Tyler didn't bother to fight him, so between the two of them, who was the best to fight?
It became a mystery, and Mo Ling never gave up, always looking for opportunities to provoke Tyler.

Because he wants to prove to Yan Xiaozhu that he is by no means inferior to Tyler.

Simon (Simon) sighed heavily and shook his head: "He alone, with a dozen other people, even people made of iron would not be able to hold on."

Nancy (Nancy) also came, and stood quietly on one side without speaking, as if the things here had nothing to do with her.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaozhu's heart almost stopped, he rushed forward, put his arms around his shoulder and called softly: "Mo Ling? Wake up, what's wrong with you?"

The voice had a trembling tone, full of fear and fear.

The originally cool black eyes became cloudy now, and his vision was a bit chaotic.

The man on the bed remained motionless.

The dry lips were tightly pressed, and the long eyelashes hung over the eyelids.

(End of this chapter)