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086 Please Respect Yourself, I'll Sell My Art, Not My Body (Seeking Diamonds)

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaoli was already very impatient when he saw Ye Fantian.

"Xia Qiu drank too much? You drank too much? So slow..."

she scolded.

"Miss, I can't help it. I just met a few gangsters who fell in love with me... and they forced me to commit myself. I just had to escape with great difficulty!"

Ye Fantian answered with a grimace.

"You still dare to talk nonsense here? Come down quickly and help Xiaoqiu into the car!"

Zhang Xiaoli almost cursed again.

Ye Fantian got out of the car and his hand just touched Xia Qiu.

"Take your paws off!"

A cold voice sounded not far away.

Ye Fantian retracted his outstretched hand.

"Wu Li, what do you want to do again?"

Zhang Xiaoli saw it and hurriedly stood in front of Xia Qiu.

"Zhang Xiaoli, don't you know about my relationship with Xia Qiu? Why did you get her drunk again? Do you want to get the bodyguard next to you to do something to Xia Qiu?"

Wu Li asked coldly.

Standing next to him was a middle-aged man. The clothes on his body seemed to be moving automatically in the absence of wind, and he looked quite elegant.

"You're talking nonsense! Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"

Zhang Xiaoli cursed angrily.

Wu Li walked up to Zhang Xiaoli and pushed Zhang Xiaoli aside unceremoniously. Ye Fantian quickly reached out to support the young lady.

"Wu Li, you bastard!"

Zhang Xiaoli sprained his foot and almost burst into tears from the pain.

"Hmph, you asked for it...Zhang Xiaoli, let me advise you, take care of the dog around you and don't let it come out again, otherwise the dog's legs will be broken, so don't blame others!"

Wu Li said disdainfully.

He grabbed Xia Qiu's waist and led her towards his car.

Zhang Xiaoli angrily tried to stop him, but was blocked by Ye Fantian.

"Miss, I'm a boyfriend looking for a girlfriend, why would you, a third party, get involved? Forget it..."

Ye Fantian advised.

When Zhang Xiaoli heard Ye Fantian's words, she seemed a little discouraged and sighed.

"Wu Li is too domineering. Xia Qiu will be in trouble this time!"

she said.

Ye Fantian turned around and looked. Xia Qiu had been dragged into Wu Li's car. Wu Li's taillights also turned on, and he was probably about to leave.

"Ouch...my feet hurt so much!"

Zhang Xiaoli took a step and almost fell. She screamed in pain.

Ye Fantian quickly supported her.

"You sit down first!"

he said.

Zhang Xiaoli was sitting on the roadside. Ye Fantian took off her high heels and looked at Zhang Xiaoli's feet carefully.

"My ankle is sprained, it's not a big problem!"

he said.

Ye Fantian stretched out his hand and rubbed Zhang Xiaoli's fair ankle. Zhang Xiaoli seemed to be moving around a little uncomfortable. This was the first time a man touched his body.

"Are you taking advantage of me?"

Zhang Xiaoli gritted his teeth and said.

"Miss, please respect yourself, I'm not selling my body as an artist!"

Ye Fantian replied seriously.

Purple light flashed slightly in his hand, and the demonic energy eliminated Zhang Xiaoli's pain. However, this method only treated the symptoms but not the root cause. Zhang Xiaoli's ankles should be swollen anyway!

Zhang Xiaoli took a breath of air. She didn't know whether it hurt or was touched. Anyway, she felt uncomfortable.

"Miss, you can't walk anymore!"

Ye Fantian said.

Zhang Xiaoli looked at his swollen ankle and nodded helplessly.

"First of all, let me make it clear that this is a special situation. You must not have any undue thoughts about me. I am already a famous person!"

Ye Fantian muttered and reached out to hug Zhang Xiaoli.

Zhang Xiaoli hurriedly put his arms around Ye Fantian's neck, fearing that he would fall.

"You still have a master? Who is your master? It can't be that flirtatious fox Su Xue, right?"

She snorted.

"Miss, are you jealous?"

Ye Fantian asked.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhang Xiaoli cursed.

Ye Fantian carried Zhang Xiaoli into the Mercedes-Benz, and then the two of them left.

On the other side, Wu Li's car drove into the parking lot of the Boiling Point Bar.

"Sir Deacon, are you sure that the auras of the three Divine Blades have disappeared here?"

Wu Li asked with a frown.

Xia Qiu's drunkenness had originally made him very irritable, but now that three sharpshooters had disappeared, it was no joke.

"That's right!"

The middle-aged man next to Wu Li nodded.

The car stopped, and Wu Li and the middle-aged man got out of the car.

Finally, they found three Shenfeng in the open space south of the parking lot. After confirmation by the middle-aged man, two of them were dead, and the remaining one was only alive.

"Someone actually dares to take action against Shenfeng Mountain?"

Wu Li had an incredible look in his eyes.

"Master Wu, these three people are here to find the bodyguard..."

The middle-aged man on the side said in a deep voice.

"It can't be him! If it was him, why didn't he stop me from taking Xia Qiu away just now?"

Wu Li subconsciously rejected it.

The middle-aged man didn't say much. He put his hand on the chest of the Shenfeng Mountain disciple who was still breathing, and felt a surge of inner energy.

He is a strong person in the Xiantian realm and is the deacon of Shenfeng Mountain who is in charge of the Wu family.

The Shenfeng Mountain disciple suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He opened his eyes and saw the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Sir Deacon... there are strong people in the Foundation Establishment Realm... there are people who are strong in the Foundation Establishment Realm!"
Chapter completed!
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