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Chapter 913: Do you mean literary combat or martial combat? (3)

"Of course for martial arts, men should compete with their fists."

Su Jinran nodded:

"That makes sense."

He first squinted his eyes slightly, looked at him from head to feet, and then from feet to head, then took his hand out from behind, clenched it into a fist, shook it, and asked:

"What's this?"[

"fist."

Cary was stunned by his look at first and didn't understand what he meant. He responded to his question reflexively.

Su Jinran nodded, smiled, and pointed to the door where people were already gathering,

"What is that?"

"The gate..." Cary was puzzled as to why Chinese people spoke so profoundly. Could it be that there was something in what his mother said?

"Very good." Su Jinran smiled and nodded, then suddenly punched him out of the door with lightning speed and laid him flat on his back.

"Jinran" the woman in the room yelled. Even after beating her to death, she didn't expect that Su Jinran, who had always been gentle, would resort to such a violent move.

The people watching outside were also shocked. This student union president was so stylish, he actually knocked down his international friend with one punch.

Cary was lying on the ground and howling. His face was probably out of place. He really couldn't underestimate the enemy.

A man who looks quite thin, how can he be so strong?

Su Jinran glanced outside the door with cold eyes, and the onlookers instantly felt a chill, and dispersed like a flock of frightened birds in a tacit understanding.

Sophia looked at Su Jinran, your jealous behavior is really too much!!!

Listening to someone wailing on the ground, she was more conscientious and went over to help him up.

"Are you okay?"

When Cary saw that it was Sophia, she pretended that the pain was not that severe but leaned on her with all her weight. She spoke feebly and her voice was as breathless as a silk thread:

"Sofeya, for... for... love... even if you let me die, I will... be willing..."

Sophia twitched the corner of her mouth, he actually used the idiom willingly.

Su Jinran walked over, glanced at the man who was still leaning on his girlfriend's arms, snorted secretly, and then stretched out his hand to pull Sophia up.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. She didn't control her strength well. Sophia took a few steps back and staggered into his arms. The international friend she was holding suddenly lost her support.[

My head hit the ground with a loud and crisp sound, and the back of my head was injured again after my cheek.

"Jinran, what are you doing?" Sophia naturally heard the sound and didn't agree very much.

Su Jinran ignored her, put his arm around Sophia's waist, bent down, and deliberately poked Cary's injured cheek with his fingers, but the force was too strong.

After poking the man until he screamed, he said with a smile:

"I won the martial arts fight."

Cary covered her face and winced in pain.

Su Jinran stood up calmly and kicked his legs:

"Don't scream yet, listen clearly, Sophia is my wife, Su Jinran!!!"

Sophia didn't know whether she was happy or depressed. You are so jealous... Isn't it outrageous!?

The behavior is a bit extreme and the movements are a bit inelegant.

"Okay, honey, let's go have dinner."

Su Jinran seems to be annoyed
Chapter completed!
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