Chapter 2042
Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire
Charlieâs bodyguard instinctively retreated, but qu xiujieâs punch still hit him in the stomach. The force was just transferred in the abdominal cavity, so it didnât seem to have such a strong attack power. Perhaps it was because qu xiujie looked weak and injured.
âMy strength isnât something you can see just because you want to. You foreigner, how much courage do you think you have to see my strength? let me tell you, I, qu xiujie, have never been a vegetarian. Didnât you have a great time beating me up just now? come on, try beating me up again. I want to see if youâre ...â
Before qu xiujie could finish, Charlieâs bodyguard twisted his left arm. The glass shards were in his flesh, and the pain intensified again, forcing him to use all his strength to resist the glass shards in his left arm.
The muscles under his skin were being forcefully broken down by the glass shards, as if they had been cut into small pieces of muscle. Qu xiujieâs eyebrows were tightly knitted, and the anger in his eyes was finally provoked. His whole body pounced towards Charlieâs bodyguard. At this moment, he was no longer the young master of the qu family, and Charlie was no longer the personal bodyguard of count Charles.
âForeign devil, watch closely! What Iâm showing you now is my unique secret technique. No one else has the chance to see it. â
Qu xiujie cursed and threw Charlieâs bodyguard over his shoulder. However, he was not as strong as Charlieâs bodyguard, so he did not succeed. Instead, he was thrown over his shoulder by Charlieâs bodyguard, and the glass shards in his left arm pierced deeper into his skin, making it even more painful.
âYoung master qu, you donât seem to be as strong as you say. Itâs not a good habit to brag, or else youâll be laughed at. If everyone knows that the eldest young master of the qu family is actually an idiot who only knows how to brag, wouldnât that be a little embarrassing?â
Charlieâs bodyguard threw qu xiujie to the ground, hitting the corner of the table next to him. Qu xiujieâs head was full of alcohol, and the pain and shame suddenly became his motivation to stand up again. This seemed to give qu xiujie a lot of courage.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âForeigner, Iâll let you know what it means to brag. A true expert doesnât care about mocking the weak of his opponent. Donât think that youâre so great. In my opinion, youâre just so-so. If you have the ability, then use everything. Let me see how strong you are. Let me understand how terrifying my opponent is.â
Qu xiujie struggled to stand up, looking at Charlieâs bodyguard with a hateful and disdainful expression.
In front of him, this man was nothing more than this. He was not much better, and there was nothing special about him.
âAlright, then today Iâll show you what a true expert is. An expert doesnât casually brag, and an expert doesnât look down on his opponent, because in the eyes of an expert, everyone is the same. Young master qu, you have to show me what youâre capable of. I want to see your true power. If what youâre showing me is all fake, then your name will probably be on the headlines tomorrow. â
Charlie snorted and looked at qu xiujie with a calm expression.
The question in qu xiujieâs heart was not about his emotions, but the pain of his childhood, and the dark memories that he couldnât let go of.
His motherâs abandonment and his sisterâs departure had caused qu xiujieâs heart to become as twisted as it was today, but it wasnât too late. Fortunately, there was still Mao Nanaâs appearance. If it was this woman, perhaps qu xiujie would have been in an even worse state.
A truly strong person would dare to face all the difficulties directly and not run away.
Qu xiujie was considered strong, but he didnât seem to have the courage to face his past.
âForeign devil, donât get beaten up by me until youâre looking for your teeth on the ground before you kneel and beg for mercy!â
Qu xiujieâs words were harsh, and the glass shards in his left arm were violently tearing at his muscles. The pain awakened all the nerves in his brain, and he entered a state of battle.
âIâll kneel and beg for mercy? Young master qu, you have to think carefully about who I am and who you are. Do you have any experience in professional fighting? do you know professional boxing, swordsmanship, or bare-handed fighting?â
Charlie twisted his fist and unbuttoned his suit handsomely. He took off his clothes and threw them on the sofa behind him. They landed on the first seat of the sofa.
No matter what kind of fighting experience it was, qu xiujie had no experience. He only had a sense of existence in a group of women, a group of vulgar and gaudy fans, and he only had the ability to find the weakest person to trigger a fight.
âI didn ât. So what? do you really think youâre that powerful? Iâm scared now, bodyguard Charlie. It doesnât matter who you are now. I just want you as a person. I want to fight with you. Even if I lose, I wonât regret it. â
Because of this sentence, the two menâs fight became even more intense. Each move was ruthless, and each move was with all their strength.
In the end, Charlieâs bodyguard called an ambulance when qu xiujie was still breathing, and the man-style battle ended perfectly. In the ambulance, qu xiujie, who was wearing an oxygen mask, said to Charlieâs bodyguard with great effort,âI know youâre doing this for my own good, and I know what youâre doing is right. It really hurts today, you foreigner. When I recover, Iâll fight you again, Iâll fight you properly.â
Qu xiujieâs disheveled face forced out a smile as he looked at Charlie, who was sitting next to him, and couldnât help but say.
Charlieâs bodyguard was just looking down at his bandage. The medical staff had just wrapped it around him when he heard qu xiujieâs voice coming from the oxygen mask, so he came over to listen.
âWhat Iâm going to do isnât that great. Let me tell you, if you think I hit you too hard, you should have told me just now.â
Charlieâs bodyguard had a smile on his lips. At least he didnât mess up all of this little Rascalâs thoughts. He could still know who was the winner and who was destined to lose in this war between men.