Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 30 She really wanted to stab him to death (2)

Shen Jingshu hadn't finished pitying the famous tyrant, but the applause over there pulled her away from her thoughts.

"Xiaoqiang! Hurry up and work hard! Work hard!"

"Put the prince down quickly! Don't embarrass us!"

"Come on! Come on! Grab the prince's belt and pull it to the right!"

"Yes! That's it! Use force!"

They are all young men with fresh blood, and in the struggle of strength, they have long forgotten that Murong Li is a prince, or an iron-blooded tyrant who dominates the battlefield.

In their eyes, there is only excitement and excitement burning at this moment, and each eye is bright like a beacon.

Shen Jingshu's eyes drifted over the Xiaoqiang who was not killed, and finally fixed on Murong Li.

The mask that covered his ugliness was still firmly hung on his face, only a pair of bright and deep eyes remained, reflecting a calm and unshakable light.

down……

Shen Jingshu's eyes were unknowingly tinged with heat.

Wow!
This figure is too good!

When she was wearing clothes, she could tell from his physique that he was absolutely indistinguishable.

Unexpectedly, after taking off her clothes, her figure is so good that it makes people want to spray nosebleeds.

Behold that skin, authentic tan.

Look at the muscles of that body, they are strong and thin, and every inch of the line is smooth and perfect.

This girl is full of strength and insolent beauty all over her body, a pheromone carrier that moves all over!
There seemed to be something hot flowing down the nasal cavity, Shen Jingshu wiped it away, but he didn't care.

Good figure is rare, if you have something to look at, you should take a second look, after passing this village, there is no such shop!

Don't care whose bronze-colored flesh belongs to it!

Do not look white do not look!
"Hey! Dr. Shen, why is your nose bleeding?"

Antai's surprised voice rang in his ears, Shen Jingshu's eyes flashed, and he looked back calmly.

Nina!

I forgot that there was someone beside me!

"Oh, it's probably because I've gotten angry recently." She said casually.

She would not admit that she was so optimistic about her body that her nose bleeds.

An Tai must definitely believe that she is better than Long Yang.

She naturally reached into her arms, took out the sweat towel she carried with her, and wiped off the blood from her nose.

In order to make herself look like a qualified and tasteful man, she always wears a sweat towel with a unique style.

"Oh! Good! The prince is mighty!"

Deafening cheers came, and it was Murong Li who won the competition.

For such a result, Shen Jingshu was not surprised at all.

Looking at his calm and relaxed posture just now, one can tell that he already has a certain chance of winning in his heart.

"Doctor Shen, do you want to go up and try?"

Shen Jingshu paused while wiping the nosebleed, then turned her head to stare at An Tai and blinked blankly.

"What did you say?"

"I said, do you want to go up and try it?" An Tai smiled, "I see you are very interested."

Shen Jingshu inhaled, "Are you sure you don't want me to die?"

Let her compete with Murong Li?
Is this kid sure IQ is okay?

"Doctor Shen was joking. Wrestling is always done to the limit, how could there be a risk of life? As for my prince..."

An Tai glanced at the person not far away who had just entered the second competition.

"He looks fierce, but he's actually not bad. This can be seen from the fact that he defended the territory of Xifeng without any complaints in all these years. So, you don't have to be afraid of him."

Shen Jingshu didn't answer.

Whether Murong Li is a good person or not, she dare not jump to conclusions.

But Murong Li had the intention to punish her, she was sure of this point.

If she competes with Murong Li, she can't guarantee that she won't be disabled for the rest of her life.

The competition on the field became more and more fierce, but outside the camp where the teams were stationed, a small group of people quickly approached...

(End of this chapter)