Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

After the words fell, Lu Qianxun's pupils shook slightly, and his heart was inexplicably uneasy.

Wu Mo and Shiqiu said in unison: "Young master, no."

Fu Siming raised his hand, signaling Wu Mo Shiqi and the others to shut up.

"Your Majesty..."

McCalvin smiled wickedly and said quietly, "Similarly, as long as you win, this slave girl will be yours."

He let go of Lilith, and in an instant, Lilith's watery eyes were blurred, and he fell limply to the ground...

Fu Siming narrowed his eyes, and responded in a low voice, "Okay."

sound off.

McCalvin looked at the man behind him and ordered in a deep voice, "Peter, let Barret get ready." (English)

Peter nodded, then walked away.

Fu Siming stepped forward to go down, but Lu Qianxun grabbed the corner of his clothes just in time, "Fu..."

Fu Siming responded softly, "It's fine."

This volume can only be heard between the two of them.

Lu Qianxun raised his head slightly and said softly, "Be careful."

The air suddenly froze, and Fu Siming looked at her beautiful little face under the half-bright light from this angle.

Shen Sheng responded briefly, "Okay."

Here.

Looking at the scene of the two of them, McCalvin was slightly stunned.

The man looks tender and tender, is this fucking secretary?

He became more and more curious about what it looked like under the hat.

……

After a quarter of an hour.

Outside the boxing ring, Fu Siming took off his suit and wore a pair of black boxer shorts.

He was wrapping bandages on his hands, his muscular chest was bare, his abdominal muscles were well-defined, and his muscles were tight and firm.

Fu Siming stared at the man on the opposite side of the ring with fierce eyes, and then stretched his arms backward.

"Barret! Barret! Barret!" The audience around the ring cheered Barret's name in unison.

Barret looked directly at the man across from him, his eyes were gloomy, he had just won an easy game, and he was full of energy at this moment.

And just now he received an order to kill him.

The game of life and death on the ring is about to begin.

Lu Qianxun on the second floor looked at the boxing ring below. She was holding onto the railing tightly with a solemn expression.

little pervert...

McCalvin, who was sitting on the sofa, did not look at the boxing ring below, but at Lu Qianxun's slender figure.

It's strange that Fu Siming's subordinates are all standing behind the secretary, and there is still a distance, just like her bodyguards...

He couldn't help frowning, thinking of the scene just now, she would definitely not be as simple as a secretary...

Is the secretary male or female?

Looking at his figure, he didn't see anything other than being thin...

The jacket on Lu Qianxun's body was relatively large, covering her pretty figure...

On the ring, Fu Siming raised his brows coldly, and his shots were also extremely ruthless.

The audience around the ring roared loudly, in all kinds of languages.

Barret couldn't help being startled, the violent and vicious man opposite him was terrifying, if he wasn't paying attention, he would be hit to the point.

In the next second, he was hit by the man, "Hiss—"

In the next few blows, he was hit again, the first time he had suffered such injuries in the ring.

He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and then he made a dirty trick, counterattacking and punching the man in the face.

In an instant, blood flowed from the corner of Fu Siming's mouth.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qianxun on the second floor unconsciously clenched his palms, his pupils trembled slightly, and shouted, "Fu Siming!"

The clear voice reached McAlvin's ears, and his eyes darkened.

He shifted his gaze to Lu Qianxun again, she is a woman...

His pupils were deep, and he smiled evilly.

Seventeen roared in a low voice, "Damn it, you actually played dirty tricks!"

Wu Mo's face was covered with dark clouds, the damn guy——

I really wanted to pull out my gun and kill that guy.

On the boxing ring, Fu Siming locked his dark eyes on the opponent, and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he let out a low laugh, which was sinister and evil.

Barret looked at the man's eyes full of coldness and bloodthirsty, and couldn't help frowning, damn it...

The spectators around the boxing ring cheered and jumped for joy, allowing the almost undefeated Barret to take several punches. This man is really a dark horse...

Then the two fought again, this time Fu Siming struck out directly, not giving the opponent a chance at all.

Fast and hard.

Extremely violent and brutal.

After a moment.

After the fight, blood stained the white bandage on Fu Siming's fist.

He looked down at the man lying on the ground covered in blood, and gave a cold snort.

Although he was also hit just now, there was no serious problem.

With the whistle of the referee, the game finally ended.

Immediately, the audience around the boxing ring roared with fury. They almost all bet on Barret, but he lost...

Fu Siming stood in the middle of the ring and looked up at the girl on the second floor, smiling slightly.

Lu Qianxun couldn't help being slightly stunned, crossed his arms around his chest, and slightly raised the corners of his lips with a small hat.

That's awesome, little pervert!

Lu Qianxun suddenly lowered her head and rested her chin, thinking of his performance just now, this kind of close combat, with her skill, she definitely couldn't beat him...

hateful!

Wu Mo and Seventeen behind, "..."

Young master, can you be more reserved?

Here, McCalvin looked at the boxing ring below, his pupils flashed fiercely, and the glass half filled with red wine in his hand was crushed by him...

Bright red blood dripped from the fingers.

Wu Mo walked up to McCalvin, and said quietly, "Your Majesty, since our young master has won, we will take this slave girl away."

McCalvin narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Peter."

Then Peter took Lilith out, Wu Mo and Peter's eyes met.

The sternness in Peter's eyes was captured by Wu Mo, but the expression on Wu Mo's face became more and more gloomy.

Peter let go of Lilith, who was full of tears, and Wu Mo hurriedly caught her.

Lilith was supported by Wu Mo as if her heart was ashes, so she didn't fall to the ground...

Wu Mo felt that she was struggling to walk, so he hugged her horizontally and lowered his voice, "I'm sorry."

Lilith's pupils in her arms trembled, it was the first time she was treated so tenderly, big tears kept running down her cheeks, and she buried her little face in Wu Mo's arms...

At this time, Fu Siming had already changed his clothes and came up, elegant and dignified, like a god.

It's just that the bruises and deep reds on Junlian's mouth are very glaring.

McCalvin looked at him and said quietly: "Mr. Fu, your skill is really good! My number one player was killed by you."

"good."

Fu Siming's words were concise and to the point, there was no expression on Jun's face, but a gloomy look flashed across his pupils very quickly.

Wu Mo came over with Lilith in his arms, bowed his head and saluted, "Young master."

Fu Siming just glanced at the girl in his arms, then looked at McCalvin, "Then I'll go first, Your Excellency McCabe."

Hearing this, Lu Qianxun also followed Fu Siming and left.

Looking at them leaving, the coldness in McCalvin's eyes was released without any concealment.

He turned his head and ordered in a deep voice, "Peter, go and find out who the little man next to him is..."

Peter bowed his head and left respectfully.