Crossing Worlds Provocation

Jack.

Yes, it is because of Jack.

She thought he was just a scientific researcher, but she didn't expect him to do such a thing.

In her cognition, these things that need to be done personally are left to the people below to deal with it, so why let the hands of these people be stained with blood.

But today, she has somewhat subverted her previous thoughts.

But, seeing this unexpected scene, would she be happy?

will not.

Ruan Yiyi looked at the jealous figure on the stage. His figure was thin and his skin was fair. Although he was thin, he had a lump of abdominal muscles.

The arms are slender. During the duel, the veins around the neck become clear and obvious, and the whole person seems to be full of strength.

Just looking at that figure, she thought of another person in her almost uncontrolled mind.

He has almost the same body, although he hadn't looked at it for too long when he revealed it before, but he still felt too similar when he glanced at it.

If the person on stage today is not Jack, but someone else, then that man can be cleaned up anyway, even if he is dead.

But it was him.

Jiang Cheng said that he made his head for himself, but she didn't want to see him like this, she didn't want his hands to be **** for herself.

What's more, Jack's figure is so similar...Wen Yu.

No matter who is in their hands, no one can be killed.

Therefore, when looking at the man surnamed Qiu, who was about to be unable to hold on, Ruan Yiyi suddenly spoke to Jiangcheng Road:

"Enough, don't let that man die."

Jiang Cheng's voice was low: "Why, Miss Ruan, softheartedness is not your style."

Ruan Yiyi took a deep breath, and when she spoke again, she said:

"Let Jack stop, you should know what he does, he specializes in surgery, don't let him touch this kind of thing in the future."

When this word fell, Jiang Cheng snapped his fingers directly, this is the assistant next to him bowing his head and leaning over:

"Shao Jiang."

Jiang Cheng: "Don't let that person die, drag it on now."

"Yes!"

After the assistant had finished speaking, he hurriedly left and came to the front of the stage to talk to the referee.

When Wen Yu was about to give the opponent the final fatal blow, the referee grabbed his hand.

Wen Yu raised his head, his eyes were still red, as if his eyes were flushed, even his grimace mask was stained with blood.

The referee shook his head, then signaled that he had won.

Although the people on the ground still had a breath, they couldn't move.

The crowd thought that the man was dead, they were all screaming frantically, cheering for Wen Yu's victory.

Wen Yu got up, the referee took his hand and raised it to announce the winner of the boxing match.

Because he was thinner, fewer people chose him at the beginning, so when he won, those people's money all fell on his side, and a game made him a lot of money.

Counting down to nearly one million in a game, after all, it is a life and death duel.

But the man surnamed Qiu was dragged down mercilessly.

This was beaten undead and half disabled.

Wen Yu came down and went directly to the backstage.

There was a bathing place in the rest room in the backstage. When he came out after washing his body and changing into clean clothes, Jiang Cheng sat on the sofa outside.

Wen Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he walked over to sit on another sofa next to him, poured a glass of water on the table, raised his head and started gurgling to drink.

And at this moment--

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