Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 148
Mo Zilin held Cheng Miaomiao with one hand, raised the wooden stick with the other and pointed it at Si Jin viciously.
In his mind, the scene of the driver leaving him alone in a car that was about to explode a day ago kept flashing in his mind.
My lungs almost exploded.
If it weren’t for some kind-hearted people passing by, he would have been stuck in that dangerous car for a long time!
“Cheng Sijin, it’s you again. I think you are tired of living! Today, I am going to let you feel what true despair is!!”
Si Jin’s eyes flashed slightly and he looked at Mo Zilin as if he was mentally retarded:
“Vice President Mo, I really didn’t know that you are quite verbose. If you want to beat me, please don’t waste my time if you don’t.”
“Hey – you are quite tough!”
Mo Zilin has been running rampant here for two or three years, and has never met anyone of his age who dares to confront him head-on. He said very arrogantly:
“Okay, boy, I admire your courage, but if you hit me with this stick… eh, you! Ahhhhhh!!!”
Before Mo Zilin could finish a sentence, Si Jin snatched the wooden stick from his hand.
The young man was extremely fast, and before he could react, he knocked on his shoulder, making a muffled sound.
At that moment, time seemed to stop.
Except for Mo Zilin’s painful scream, everything around him was eerily quiet.
While everyone was stunned, Si Jin frowned slightly and said in disgust:
“So much nonsense.”
Mo Zilin was beaten and felt that his shoulder blades were about to be broken.
He finally held back the pain and roared angrily:
“Come on! Come on, all of you! Beat this little sissy to death!”
“Oh My God.”
Si Jin held the wooden stick with a regretful expression, but the corners of his eyes flashed with excitement:
“Mo, do you think those who are prettier than you are called little sissies? But they are better at fighting than you!”
As he said that, he waved the sticks again.
Within a moment, the dozen or so gangsters all fell to the ground wailing.
Seeing that everyone had no room to resist, Si Jincai dropped the wooden stick calmly.
The young man had a smile on his lips and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were both charming and profound.
Like a beautiful black hole in the universe.
Attracts everything, devours everything.
“I had a lot of fun playing with you today, but I think you can still practice some more. Otherwise, being knocked down by me in less than three seconds will make me feel that happiness is short-lived.”
After saying that, he made a “bye” gesture and left the scene gracefully.
Cheng Miaomiao’s eyes were extremely vicious.
Staring at Si Jin’s retreating back, I wished I could grit my teeth.
She supported Mo Zilin who was wailing, and just when she was about to comfort her, a burning pain invaded her face again.
It was like being burned by milk tea again, the pain was excruciating and even breathing became very difficult.
“Ahhh! It hurts so much!”
Cheng Miaomiao burst into tears from the pain and subconsciously reached out to touch her chin.
I found that there were no water stains on my face except tears.
She panicked and recalled the strange scene where the wound suddenly disappeared in the hospital.
A chill gradually rose from the bottom of my heart, and Mo Zilin beside him was shaking like a Parkinson’s attack:
“Linlin, look, look, is my face ruined?
Did it get burned again and become particularly ugly? ”
“No.”
Mo Zilin endured the pain and helped Cheng Miaomiao stand upright with difficulty:
“Miaomiao, stop making trouble. There’s nothing wrong with your face. Go out and take a taxi. Brothers need to go to the hospital to be bandaged!”
“I’m not making trouble, Linlin, really, is my face really okay? Huh?”
