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decisive battle

~Date:~October 03~

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Guo Xiaoqian and Tian Lijiao also came early. They both took leave and came here specifically to support Wen Cheng. [!Super! Speed! First! Hair] The four women gathered together again, and neither of them had any intention of waking Wen Cheng up.

And they tacitly kept sitting on the sofa in the same position as they did here last night. Except for the fact that Ying Ying and Weng Yan were a little familiar with each other, these people were not very familiar with each other, and there was also the matter of Wen Cheng's duel.

As these beauties were worried about this, no one was in the mood to find a topic to break the silence. The living room was so quiet that it felt suffocating.

Wen Cheng had woken up early, but didn't want to get up. He was thinking about the best place to choose the decisive battle. After peeing, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to get up. He saw that the four beauties in the living room didn't have the backbones they had last night.

After sweating and releasing his swelling, he washed himself carefully and studied his appearance in front of the big bronze mirror seriously before walking into the hall.

When Weng Yan saw Wen Cheng woke up, she started making lunch. Several beauties also helped, and the four of them crowded the kitchen. Wen Cheng leaned against the door and looked at Guo Xiaoqian and wanted to laugh. This guy

Apart from creating congestion, there seems to be no other positive factor in staying here.

During the meal, Wen Cheng sat proudly in the man's seat at the top of the long dining table. Normally, he didn't think it was a good experience to sit here, but today it was very different. There were four beauties on his left and right sides.

The two of them sit neatly together! It feels very different.

None of the beauties had much appetite. They sat at the dining table with their heads lowered and looking at the rice in their bowls. The person they glanced up from time to time was without exception Wen Cheng.

"Yeah! It tastes good. I'm full." Wen Cheng patted his belly, looked around, and gave the ladies a charming smile. Then he looked at his watch and said, "I'm going

I've gone to the appointment, if you have nothing to do, just wait for my triumphant return!"

"I want to go with you!" the four girls said in unison, and even they themselves looked at each other in surprise and embarrassment.

"Are you from the choir? You rehearsed just now while I was sleeping! That weirdo wants me to fight him fairly alone. I don't want to violate the agreement, otherwise I will go to my master for help, or borrow a

I'll take Uncle...'s treasure and kill him secretly, but I don't want to do that."

Wen Cheng did think about borrowing Weng Tianyou's invisibility clothes to Liu Changqing, and then Liu Changqing launched an attack in secret. But when he thought that the hunter would immediately injure his own finger after seeing the injury on his finger, he gave up on this dishonorable idea.

If we do that, not only will we be victorious, but if the mysterious figure who sent the hunter finds out, Wen Cheng will be discredited and will no longer have the face to stand in the world. Thinking of the finger, Wen Cheng

Cheng suddenly remembered that he had not felt any pain since last night. He raised his right hand and saw where there was any pain. He saw that the index finger of his right hand was intact and there was no stabbing or scratching at all.

What happened to the scratches♀? The last time I was in Vancouver, I thought the plaster Shadow put on me was magic medicine, but this time I didn’t apply any medicine at all. Although I was confused, I didn’t look at it at all.

After all, this is not a big surprise.

Shadow also knows Wen Cheng's character very well. He has always had a style of "using the other's way to defeat the other." If the other party uses insidious means, then he will also use more insidious means to fight back; if the other party uses can violence

method to deal with him, then he will use ten times the violence to subdue the opponent. But this time the hunter he met is a powerful character with very high methods and wisdom. He knows that no matter how much persuasion he tries, he will not be able to convince him.

Wen Cheng used some small tricks to win. He glanced at Wen Cheng with a sad expression, silently praying to God to bless him and turn the danger into good.

When Wen Cheng came to Macro, the hour hand had just climbed past one o'clock. When Chang Xuecheng saw Wen Cheng looking at him, he avoided his eyes, fearing that Wen Cheng would be angry with him for the bad ideas he thought of yesterday and reprimand him.

Comfortable, he was also a little scared. There was a haze in his heart, and even if Wen Cheng didn't mean to blame him at all, the two of them could not calm themselves down.

Wen Cheng saw that the hunter hadn't come yet, so he walked up to the office on the second floor alone. Liu Wei and Xuecheng were afraid of staying away today, and they didn't stay with Wen Cheng as usual. Wen Cheng stretched his limbs.

Lying on the sofa, I took out my mobile phone and called Yaqiong. Within three seconds of connecting, someone answered the call.

"Honey, do you miss your wife?" Wen Cheng was stunned by the voice on the other end of the phone. He climbed up in a hurry, with a confused look on his face♀I can totally accept the callous name, but the voice didn't seem right.

Looks like it! What’s going on?

"Hello, I'm looking for Miss Yaqiong." Wen Cheng was very serious and 100% polite.

"You dialed the wrong number!" The other party quickly hung up the phone.

Wen Cheng looked at his phone. Yes, this number was saved. Could it be that the wrong line was connected? He dialed the number again.

"Husband, do you miss your wife?" The voice is still the same and the words are still the same.

Wen Cheng was depressed and too lazy to talk anymore. He was about to press the phone when he heard Yaqiong's voice coming from inside, "Honey, you made the right call this time." What followed was a gentle laughter.

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"Troublemaker, who was it just now?" Wen Cheng was dumbfounded by her.

"The one just now was a troublemaker. Your wife's voice must be extremely malleable!" Yaqiong said proudly.

"You are taller than me. It seems that you have a lot of free time now. You have time to tease me." Wen Cheng lay down again, imagining what lovely expression Yaqiong should have at this time.

"Hey! I've been relegated to the cold palace, Bingzang, it's so scary! I may have to rely on my husband to support my wife soon." Yaqiong's husband came to see his wife today, and she was so sweet that she was numb.

Hearing Yaqiong's tone, Wen Cheng thought that Shadow probably hadn't informed her about the duel, so he didn't want her to worry about him, so he laughed with Yaqiong in his usual relaxed tone and then hung up.

The phone call left this sadness to myself.

After a moment of silence, he dialed the phone again and called Chu Lingling. However, Chu Lingling was anxious to go to class and hung up the phone in a hurry without even chatting for a few words. Wen Cheng also let out a long sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

, stood up and stretched his muscles, walked towards the window, opened the curtains a little, looked down, and saw a red Ferrari flying towards this direction at a fast speed.

Wen Cheng went downstairs with a smile. As soon as he went down the last staircase, the red Ferrari sports car had stopped at the gate. The hunter didn't get out of the car, so Wen Cheng walked out. The man smiled at him and motioned for Wen Cheng to get in the car.

After Wen Cheng got in, he discovered that this Ferrari had been modified and was much more spacious than a standard sports car.

Wen Cheng asked with a smile: "You are one hour ahead of the agreed time."

"I can't wait." The hunter looked ahead. Although he didn't look at any real object, his heart and his eyes were extremely firm.

"Can't wait to die?"

"I like your fists more than your mouth." The hunter was not angry. In his opinion, only Wen Cheng in Silver Lake City was qualified to say such arrogant words to him. If it had been anyone else, his throat would have burst.

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