Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Ji Lin is a world champion in fencing, a talented athlete who is just one Olympic gold medal away from a Grand Slam.

Although he can no longer participate in the competition, using the pole as a sword is more than enough to deal with Zhong Li.

Zhong Li was hit several times by him with the pool cue. He fell to his knees on the ground with a thud and was unable to stand up for a while.

"Ji Lin, what are you crazy about!"

He didn't say a word after entering the room, and after beating the man up, he cursed him as a bastard. Is Ji Lin crazy?

Ji Lin walked up to him holding the pole.

Zhong Li struggled to stand up. His bodyguards had already heard the news and rushed over, surrounding Ji Lin.

And stopped him and didn't let him get close to Zhong Li.

Zhong Li covered his kicked abdomen and gasped.

Now he wants to see how Ji Lin leaves here!

Ji Lin must repay his pain a hundredfold!

When he saw Ji Lin looking at the boy, he immediately understood why Ji Lin suddenly became so angry.

"come over."

Zhong Li waved at the boy but looked at Ji Lin provocatively.

The boy immediately walked to Zhong Li obediently, "Brother Zhong, who is he? I'm so scared."

Zhong Li put his arm around the boy's slender waist and said, "Don't be afraid. This is my old classmate, a former national team fencing athlete. He has won many gold medals and is a very remarkable person."

Faced with Zhong Li's sarcasm, Ji Lin didn't take it to heart at all.

He just felt disgusted with Zhong Li.

Zhong Li slapped the boy's butt hard and laughed wildly, "Introduce yourself to my old classmate."

The boy immediately looked at Ji Lin, who was fair-skinned and seemed a little shy.

"My name is Zhao Zhao."

Ji Lin's forehead veins jumped. Zhong Li's bodyguard blocked his way. He was so angry that he used the pool cue in his hand as a javelin.

"you wanna die!"

No one expected Ji Lin to have such a bad temper.

Zhong Li didn't expect this, and no one noticed how Ji Lin made his move.

The tip of the pool cue hit Zhong Li directly in the face.

The intense pain made Zhong Li's eyes go dark.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and a tooth fell out.

Zhong Li's face turned blue and red.

"Beat me to death!"

After Zhong Li finished speaking, the bodyguards who heard the news rushed forward and united to deal with Ji Lin.

Ji Lin dodged nimbly and quickly pulled out another pool cue from the shelf.

The pole spun in his hand.

Hit the bodyguard on the left and hit the sneak attacker on the right.

He held the pole in his hand like a martial arts master wielding a sword in ancient times, or like a young general fighting bravely on the battlefield. He fought against ten people alone and knocked down all of Zhong Li's bodyguards.

Suddenly, there were wailing sounds one after another in the private room.

Zhong Li didn't expect that Ji Lin was still so powerful even though his hand was broken!

Ji Lin lowered his eyes and took a look, then held the pole and walked to Zhong Li who was about to make a phone call.

With a flick of the pole, Zhong Li's phone was directly picked up.

"Call for help? Sure, call as many people as you can. I'll keep you company till the end!"

Zhong Li was so angry that he was shaking all over. "You are very arrogant, aren't you? You and Fu Yan are childhood friends, and she is now Huo Mingzheng's favorite woman. You are showing off in front of me, right?"

"Don't bother involving other people when this is just my business with you!" Ji Lin kicked the coffee table next to Zhong Li away.

The huge noise scared the boy next to Zhong Li and he screamed.

Ji Lin didn't even look at him, "Get out!"

The boy had already been frightened by Ji Lin's madness. Suddenly, when Ji Lin yelled at him, he didn't care about Zhong Li and ran away.

Ji Lin pointed the pool cue at Zhong Li's nose.

"I'm warning you, don't harass Ling Zhao again, or next time, I won't want even one of your teeth."

Zhong Li covered the side of his face where his teeth had been knocked out and stared at Ji Lin resentfully.

"Why, he looks a lot like Ling Zhao, making you so angry?"

He smiled and spat out a mouthful of blood. "Back then I could see that you and Ling Zhao were having an affair, but you refused to admit it and even fought with me. Now it seems ridiculous!"

Ji Lin threw away the pool cue and sneered, "As for this thing of finding a substitute, Zhong Li, who of us is more ridiculous?"

All the color drained away from Zhong Li's face in an instant.

He looked at Ji Lin's back, and suddenly picked up a bottle of wine that had been poured out on the coffee table in anger.

He hit Ji Lin's back with all his strength.

Ji Lin walked to the door of the private room, as if he was completely unaware.

Just a second before the bottle of wine was about to hit him.

A strong hand stretched out from the right side of the private room door and held the wine bottle firmly.

Soran held the bottle of wine, glanced at the "corpses everywhere" private room, and frowned.

"Master Ji, why didn't you tell me in advance that you were going to have a group fight?"

If Ji Lin got injured, how would he explain to Master Mingzheng?

How is Master Mingzheng going to explain to Miss Fu?

Ji Lin glanced at him sideways, "Why would I tell you? It would affect my ability to show off."

Sauron: "..."

He nodded in agreement, "You go back first, I'll ask someone to take care of this."

"Then thank you for your help." Ji Lin knew when to advance and when to retreat.

……

Ling Zhao has been in London for a week and has not returned yet.

Ji Lin called him several times but he didn't answer.

If Ling Zhao hadn't refused his company that day, as if she had something to hide, he would have chased after her to see what had happened.

Until late at night, Ji Lin couldn't sleep because he was missing Ling Zhao.

Suddenly the cell phone on the bedside table rang.

Ji Lin sat up with a somersault.

When I saw the caller ID: Ling Zhao

Ji Lin’s laughter could only be heard in the room where the only sound was the ringing cell phone.

He swiped the screen and put the phone to his ear: "Ling Zhao, are you back?"

Ling Zhao's voice came from the other end of the phone, but he could not hide his excitement.

"It's not that early yet, Ji Lin. The doctor said my mother is showing signs of waking up!"

Ji Lin seemed to be able to empathize with him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, "That's great, Ling Zhao! Do you need me to do anything?"

He really wanted to do something for Ling Zhao and didn't want to see Ling Zhao bear all those things alone.

Ling Zhao's voice was still calm and gentle, "You have done enough for me. I heard that you went to find Zhong Li?"

Ji Lin was stunned.

Ling Zhao then said: "I saw the message Zhong Li sent me."

"He's harassing you again!" Ji Lin's face darkened.

“It’s not harassment.”

Ling Zhao didn't elaborate.

Zhong Li sent him a message asking him in what way he was inferior to Ji Lin.

He guessed that Ji Lin should go find Zhong Li.

Just when Ji Lin was wondering whether Ling Zhao would think he was too nosy and would lecture him.

Ling Zhao asked, "Are you hurt?"

Ji Lin was stunned.

He looked at the back of his hand that was scratched by the glass that day. After a few days, it had started to scab over and he no longer felt any pain.

When Ji Lin thought of Ling Zhao's patience, he lowered his voice for a second.

"I'm injured. Ling Zhao, when will you come back?"