Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Borui glanced at his swollen face like a pig's head, silently retracted his gaze, and supported his strong hand: "Yes."

Adam felt embarrassed and said, "And just now...thank you for standing up for me."

In fact, Borui doesn't have to stand up for him.

The two of them are said to be friends, but in fact they are not such good friends. I had always been against him before, so I came here and didn't know anyone, so I reluctantly became familiar with him.

Adam felt that he didn't have much sincerity, but Borui was willing to stop the teacher's violence just now and speak for him.

Adam was lying when he said he wasn't moved.

"From now on, you are my brother!"

He specifically emphasized: "True brother!" Bo Rui saw that the left side of his face was bulging like a steamed bun, red and swollen, his eyes were so swollen that they turned into slits, and there were blood stains on the corners of his lips, so he couldn't help but spread him open with his hands. With a cold face, he said: "If I were you, I'd better talk less. Doesn't your mouth hurt?

"

Adam grimaced in pain, a smile appeared on his face, and he cursed: "Hey, you are still so fucking boring!"

"I don't care what you think. It doesn't matter if you don't want to be a good brother to me. Anyway, I have decided that you are my brother. If there is danger in the future, I will be the first to stand up and protect you."

"..." Borui stopped arguing with Xiao Xiaoji and continued to look at the stage.

…

On the stage, the cold wind blew into his clothes.

The blood in the teacher's body was almost half cold, and every inch of his body felt like it had been crushed by a wheel. The severe pain of broken muscles and bones was transmitted to the depths of his nerves.

He couldn't resist the fear of pain.

Trembling: "I, I admit defeat."

Qiao Nian lifted the foot that was on his back, raised her head, and looked straight at the remaining teachers on the stage with a provocative tone.

"...Well, I agree."

The faces of the teachers on the stage were not good-looking, especially Teacher No. 003, whose eyes were like lightning shooting towards the people on the stage.

Qiao Nian turned a blind eye, Shi Shiran turned over and got off the ring, climbed up easily and got down unscathed, and silently retreated behind Ye Wangchuan.

How low-key.

How not to steal the limelight.

It was as if the person who had just trampled people under her feet on the stage was not her.

Teacher 003 asked the medical team to carry the people off the stage.

He walked up to Ye Wangchuan in person and said in a more respectful manner: "I didn't expect the bodyguard you brought to have such strength."

Ye Wangchuan's straight eyebrows blurred his expression, which was unpredictable and hard to ignore. His posture was casual: "You can't just bring someone here."

The two exchanged glances.

The teacher was defeated first, looked away, and suppressed his momentum: "The test will be over soon. You can go shopping around a little later."

"Please." Ye Wangchuan turned sideways slightly, indicating for him to continue.

Instructor No. 003 glanced at the person standing beside him again, took a deep breath, turned around and returned to the ring.

There are still 6 people left to compete.

However, few of the teachers or onlookers were still thinking about the stage, and everyone's eyes seemed to be drifting in the direction of Qiao Nian.

**

At noon.

Shadow Ten took Dowell with him, and the two arrived at the hearing an hour early.

When they arrived, there were seven or eight people in the private room, including their childhood friends Garcia and Brown.

Both are typical Eastern Europeans, tall and fair-skinned. Under the golden hair, the facial features are three-dimensional. When the four met, they hugged each other warmly and greeted each other.