The personal guardian of the beautiful president

Chapter 14 Insanity

"Oh!……"

The old Miyamoto left without a fight, and the little Miyamoto was lying on the ring like mud. This scene immediately blew up the atmosphere of the scene.

Countless people, who knew and didn't know, cheered almost unanimously.

People yelled, laughed, and hugged each other.

Some people, laughing and laughing, suddenly cry...

How many years has it been since Daxia Kingdom has been bullied by Basang Kingdom for so many years.

Now someone actually beat the Basang native to the ring on the spot.

This has been a scene that hasn't been seen in many years...

The wind was blowing under the old Miyamoto's feet, and he was walking extremely swiftly. He was about to walk out of the duel hall when a crisp voice came from his ear: "Mr. Miyamoto, wait a minute, you can leave soon after signing the contract."

Miyamoto's face turned pale when he heard the sound, but he had to stop, but his body trembled uncontrollably.

He really miscalculated this time.

Miyamoto's direct appointment with Dong Xiaoshi was originally part of his plan, but he never thought that Miyamoto would lose.

He came to Xia Kingdom this time, nominally to discuss cooperation with Taohong Porcelain, but in fact he wanted to seek opportunities to snatch this company for himself.

His plan is to let Komiyamoto come forward to use the beauty trick first, and the temptation will start.

Miyamoto Shuzhi has a handsome appearance and is good at confusing. It was easy to do this, but he didn't expect Dong Xiaoshi to come out halfway.

If the temptation fails, one must force it. Therefore, Miyamoto made an appointment to fight Dong Xiaoshi in the name of being humiliated.

But before the war started, the old Miyamoto suddenly increased his stake and proposed to bet on the outcome of the duel with half of the company's equity.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated again.

Now, Dai Kaikai called him to stop, the purpose is to sign the delivery.

Miyamotogawa was unwilling all night long, but the situation was stronger than others. He took another look at the policemen who were slowly swarming over from a distance, and then he had no choice but to sign the contract, and took out his official seal to seal it.

He felt miserable, this time he came to the Great Xia Kingdom, he suffered such a heavy loss, it was inevitable that he would be punished, and he only hoped that the family would recognize his hard work and thank God for allowing him to die in retirement.

Dai Kaikai didn't say much, took the contract signed by the old Miyamoto, thanked him and floated away, but came to Dong Xiaoshi.

I saw that Dong Xiaoshi was covered in blood, and his expression changed a lot. Sometimes his face was twisted, his eyes showed a fierce look, and sometimes he smiled, his eyes were gentle.

Dai Kaikai didn't know that he was suffering from the impact of the alien spirit at this time. Seeing him like this, he was naturally concerned. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Director Dong, shall we go back?"

Dong Xiaoshi was startled suddenly, he was standing there blankly, but at this moment he seemed to wake up suddenly, as far as he could see, a woman was standing in front of him with a charming smile, if it wasn't Ah Yu, who else?

If there are people who are cultivators at this time, they will naturally know that this is the sequelae of being caught by Mordori's Looking Back.

But neither Dong Xiaoshi nor Dai Kaikai.

Dai Kaikai was startled at first, and then saw Dong Xiaoshi open his arms, calling softly: "Ayu, Ayu..." Tears lingered in his eyes, and he was extremely emotional.

For a moment, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed, "Is there really such true love in the world?"

Before she could react, an arm had already hugged her tightly, but she didn't dare to use any strength, for fear of hurting the beauty.

Dai Kaikai was startled and angry, how could this man be rude to her in public, and even read other people's names?

Dong Xiaoshi noticed that the person in his arms did not resist his hug, and he was open-hearted: "Ayu, Ayu, I will definitely do well, and I will definitely not let you down."

As he spoke, he lightly tightened his embrace, wanting to move further.

What greeted him was a bang, a big slap.

Immediately, he was forcibly pushed away by a strong force, and the person in his arms left like the wind, and then a sentence floated over: "I think you have contributed to the company, and I don't care about being rude this time. If there is a next time, hum..."

It has been one month since the battle with Miyamoto.

Dong Xiaoshi was like a galloping horse in the wind, his clothes rattling.

Because he was running too fast, his hair fluttered back high, like a big yellow flag.

During this month, his body has undergone tremendous changes.

His hair has turned yellow.

His body became harder and harder, and it was hard for ordinary swords and guns to hurt him at all.

He once did an experiment in which a strong young man stabbed him fiercely with a knife, but he just protected his eyes and let him do what he did.

As a result, the blade was curled, and Dong Xiaoshi was safe and sound.

Moreover, within his body, it was as if a wild beast was lurking, with almost endless energy.

As of now, he has run more than ten kilometers at a speed of seventy to eighty miles, without changing his expression and heartbeat.

But his heart is still hard to calm down.

On the one hand, the fragments of Miyamoto's spirit still affect him, and as time goes on, the influence becomes deeper, gradually becoming entangled with his soul.

Sometimes, he even has an illusion that he himself is Miyamoto, and Miyamoto himself is him.

Because of Miyamoto's obsession with Dai Kaikai, he doesn't dare to see her now, and when he sees her, he will have some messy thoughts in his heart.

He won't resolve it, only struggling to support it.

On the other hand, his body has never had a heartbeat.

That day when the coquettish woman said that he only had three months to live, he believed it.

And now, a full month has passed.

In other words, now, he has two months left.

But Ninjutsu, let alone Wutong, has no clue at all.

It is said that some authors, for the sake of book friends, even posted photos in their own groups.

(End of this chapter)