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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Second, I'll Talk About Winning

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"If you want to chase her, then go after her. There is no need to ask me." Yang Mo responded lightly.

Hearing this, Zhao Ran laughed. He was indeed a coward. He took the initiative to send the woman to his door before he could tell her his name.

It's so ridiculous that such a man still has the right to live.

Everyone else also cast disdainful glances at Yang Mo. Your character is too unworthy of your status.

"Girl, there is a very delicious coffee shop near here. Why don't we go try it now?" Zhao Ran said and went to hold Ling Huo'er's hand.

He is confident, with his personality charm, his appearance and wealth, he will definitely make Ling Huoer obsessed.

"You can chase me if you want, but I have a request." Ling Huo'er said.

As soon as this statement came out, many people rolled their eyes at Yang Mo on the spot. You are about to be cuckolded, and you are still so indifferent.

"What's the request?" Zhao Ran said with a smile.

There is no request that he cannot do.

"Beat me!" Ling Huo'er said.

Zhao Ran was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Girl, we went to the hotel and we had a lot of fun. I will definitely let you see how powerful I am."

"If you don't go to the hotel, just stay here. Defeat me and I'll be yours. But if you can't beat me, then please disappear from me and never appear again." Ling Huo'er said.

She hates people who play with women in their hands. Such people should die.

Seeing that Zhao Ran didn't take any action, Ling Huoer turned around to leave, but was stopped by Zhao Ran.

"It seems that you are about to take action. Okay, then don't blame me for being rude and accept the move."

Without waiting for Zhao Ran to make any reply, Ling Huo'er whipped his leg and hit Zhao Ran directly on the waist.

Zhao Ran is just a young master from a rich family. He can fight with ordinary people on weekdays. How can he accept Ling Huo'er's sharp kick?

Before he could react, the kick had already landed. Zhao Ran felt like his two kidneys had exploded, and he fell to the ground and began to convulse.

"With this little strength, if you still want to seduce me, I think you'd better put on a wedding dress and marry me as my concubine."

Ling Huo'er stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Ran, and punched and kicked him again. It wasn't until Zhao Ran begged for mercy that Ling Huo'er stopped and threw Zhao Ran aside.

There was silence all around, and everyone looked at Ling Huo'er with strange expressions. They seemed to understand why Yang Mo was so cowardly, with such a strong girlfriend, so they naturally softened.

Zhao Ran complained in his heart that he had made a mistake and provoked a female tyrannosaurus.

"Young Master, please consider whether you want to marry my sister as your concubine. My sister sincerely invites you." Yang Mo said seriously.

He was not teasing or joking, he knew Ling Huo'er very well, and everything he said was a sure thing.

"You bitch, what qualifications do you have to mock me?" Zhao Ran yelled.

Forget about Ling Huo'er, he can't beat him. But who is Yang Mo, a coward who doesn't even dare to fart.

"It seems that I haven't taught you enough lessons." Ling Huo'er stepped forward and was about to take action again.

Zhao Ran was so frightened that he repeatedly begged for mercy. If the beating continued, he would probably spend this year in a hospital bed.

"Miss, I want to challenge this gentleman to a duel. I am not your opponent, but I also want to prove that I am a man, a real man who is more powerful than him." Zhao Ran said directly to him.

Yang Mo called out.

Boy, if you laugh at me, I will let you have a taste of fists. He wants to teach Yang Mo a lesson, and also wants to show Ling Huo'er that he is not a vain guy.

As for beating up Yang Mo, isn't that something that can be done easily? At least he is a real man, and Yang Mo is a real coward.

"I advise you not to do this." Ling Huo'er was speechless.

Someone who can't even take one of his own moves actually wants to fight Yang Mo. If this word spreads to Jiangbei, I don't know how many people will laugh out loud.

"Girl, don't protect him. Even if he is your concubine, he is still a man, right? If he can defeat me, I will promise you that I will also be your concubine, and he will be yours from now on."

Zhao Ran said harsh words.

"Okay, I won't interfere anymore." Ling Huo'er walked aside and watched the show with her arms crossed.

Zhao Ran got up from the ground, squinted his eyes, and walked towards Yang Mo step by step.

With every step he took, he was increasing his momentum.

"You can consider taking action first, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have the chance to take action and will cry for a while." Zhao Ran said with a smile.

"Okay, then you take the move."

The moment he finished speaking, Yang Mo's legs had already flown out.

Like Ling Huo'er, he moved his feet directly. But unlike Ling Huo'er, Ling Huo'er attacked from the side, while Yang Mo attacked from the front. In the blink of an eye, Yang Mo's soles of his feet were in front of Zhao Ran's eyes.

It is really right in front of you, from having no place to occupying the entire eyeball.

So fast? Zhao Ran's head hasn't reacted yet. Is this speed faster than Ling Huo'er?

Likewise, before he could make any resistance, the soles of his feet stepped on his face.

Zhao Ran's body fell straight down, his entire face turned into a flat surface, his nose was deeply sunken, and his eyes were motionless...

Only his weak breathing proved that he was a living person.

"Let's go." Yang Mo greeted Ling Huo'er and walked out of the jewelry store without even looking at Zhao Ran.

A long time passed before an exclamation broke out in the jewelry store. That kick just now was so cool. The woman saw the deer bumping around, and the man's blood boiled.

I just regret that everything came and disappeared so quickly that I didn’t record it.

Waves of cheers stung Zhao Ran's eardrums. Boy, I want you to die, I want you to die!

After leaving the jewelry store, Ling Huoer had no interest in shopping any more. She left the street and went to a Western restaurant nearby.

"Brother Yang, I didn't provoke that woman, why did she target me?" Looking at the steak on the plate, Ling Huo'er had no appetite at all.

She couldn't understand why the woman would target her. From the beginning, she felt that the woman had ulterior motives, but she didn't believe it was true.

"The world is like this. The malice and kindness of others are often inexplicable. Maybe it's because you are beautiful, or maybe it's because you spent too much today. Ignore her. Although this kind of thing is rare,

But it happens from time to time. The human heart is a very wonderful thing." Yang Mo taught earnestly.

"It's so strange. That man is even more incomprehensible. He said such cruel words to his woman." Ling Huoer felt uncomfortable all over.

"This means knowing people but not their hearts. No one knows what the people around you are thinking in their hearts." Yang Mo responded.
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