Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

As soon as Cen Wei finished speaking, he slashed at the side of Du Mingli's neck with his arm, his speed was extremely fast, the bright red scratch on his wrist almost became an afterimage, tearing apart the quiet air, biting at Du Mingli.

Du Mingli's pupils shrank, and he twisted his body vigorously, avoiding Cen Xiao's attack perfectly. The sweat hanging from his temples was thrown away by the huge centrifugal force, and dripped to the ground in a parabolic "patta".

But Cen Wei obviously didn't intend to make Du Mingli admit defeat with one move. His offensive seemed fierce, but in fact he had quietly withdrawn halfway through the attack.

The palm wind stopped suddenly, he suddenly bent his knees, and kicked Du Mingli's waist fiercely!

Du Mingli's throat tightened, his throat became dry, he didn't dodge immediately, instead he gritted his teeth fiercely, intending to receive Cen Wei's kick.

But this does not mean that he gave up, he intends to use this to control Cen Xiao's legs and make Cen Xiao lose his balance. Close combat can save him a lot of energy, so that he will not be consumed by Cen Xiao's offensive .

boom--

There was a loud muffled sound.

The attack on the knee made Du Mingli break out in cold sweat in an instant of pain, and even though he was covered by his palm, it still made his waist numb.

Fortunately, he moved fast enough, with his fingers firmly in control of Cen Xiao's knee.

In the blink of an eye, Du Mingli's arm muscles tensed, his shoulders jerked violently, and he tried his best to throw Cen Wei to the ground.

Cen Wei was only surprised for a second, and immediately followed Du Mingli's strength and fell over.

"Damn! It's over!"

The rest of the candidates who finished the test did not leave, but formed a circle on the training ground, watching the final competition from a distance.

"I'd say it's too old to win!"

"Almost, it's about to fall!"

The candidates' eyes lit up and they held their breath, waiting for the ending after the crash.

In fact, most people had already thought that Du Mingli would win. After all, Du Mingli was experienced and seasoned, so it wouldn't be too embarrassing for such a person to take the first place.

Du Mingli was naturally overjoyed, as long as he threw Cen Xiao to the ground and pinned the key parts of the waist, eyes and spine, Cen Xiao would never be able to break free.

Just as he was about to step forward, the situation changed in an instant.

Although Cen Xiao lost his balance and fell to one side, the moment his palm touched the ground, he suddenly exerted force on his waist and abdomen, using his arm as the axis, his body turned 180 degrees with an exaggerated control force, while the other leg With the force of the rotation, it kicked Du Mingli's head violently!

whoosh-

Du Mingli felt the wind around his ears tighten, and felt bad all of a sudden, he instinctively let go of Cen Wei, and quickly retreated!

Cen Xiao's attack barely passed his eyes, and if he dodged for a second, he might have a slight concussion.

And Cen Xiao easily bounced the moment Du Mingli let go.

It's just that because of the posture just now, the right arm is under too much pressure, and the scratch that has stopped bleeding is pressed by the surging blood, and blood beads ooze out.

"Fuck! Hidden!"

"The way he kicked just now, the strength of his waist and abdomen is too strong!"

"It's incomparable, it's been so many games, how can he still have energy?"

"I think the older ones will lose, and the reaction can't keep up."

Du Mingli was still in a cold sweat just now, and now his heart palpitations from being startled.

It was true that his physical strength couldn't keep up. Cen Xiao's body could still support such a difficult counterattack, but he couldn't.

Du Mingli glanced at Cen Xiao's bloody wrist, and his Adam's apple slipped slowly.

He took two steps back, distanced himself from Cen Xiao, intending to give himself time to breathe, and also to catch Cen Xiao's weakness.

It was not easy for Cen Xiao to finish the action just now.

If it happened again, he might not be able to use his strength.

Now the blood vessels in his right wrist are swollen, and the wound is constantly tingling.

His breathing deepened, and his eyes became colder.

"Admit defeat, you can't beat me."

Du Mingli showed a nonchalant smile: "Are you joking?"

Cen Wei nodded lightly, he didn't intend to give Du Mingli more time to recover, he believed that Du Mingli would only be more fatigued than him.

He quickly pounced on Du Mingli, but when he was about to approach Du Mingli, Du Mingli suddenly said: "Why are you hostile to me?"

Cen Wei frowned, obviously Du Mingli's words had affected him, and his offensive slowed down.

Du Mingli immediately said: "We obviously have no intersection, but you hate me."

"So much nonsense." Cen Wei said with a cold face, planning to force Du Mingli out of the boundary with one blow.

The moment he spoke to distract his energy, Du Mingli shook his hand, pulled out a small knife from his pocket, and stabbed Cen Xiao in the chest.

Tools are allowed in the fighting test, but these tools are made of special plastic with paint on them, which will only leave marks on people and will not cause fatal injuries.

Before the competition, Du Mingli chose left and right, and chose the most common knife.

He believed that Cen Xiao was also prepared, but he was the one who took out the tools first, but he was already defeated.

But he is result-oriented, as long as he can win the final victory, that's fine.

Seeing the plastic blade approaching his chest, Cen Ling didn't panic, but pulled his lower lip invisibly.

He flipped his palm, and at some point, a switchblade appeared in his hand, a white light suddenly tore through the air, no more, no less, and it just landed on Du Mingli's chest.

The fluorescent powder shook off the plastic blade and stuck to the button on Du Mingli's chest.

Below the button, facing the heart.

"Won!"

"What are you doing? You don't hide!"

"In reality, if you hurt the enemy, you will also be hurt, but this is an exam, and the rule of the exam is that you lose if you touch a fatal part, there's nothing wrong with it!"

……

The candidates watching the battle chattered and cast envious glances at Cen Wei.

Du Mingli's expression changed, his arms froze in mid-air, his eyes widened abruptly, not knowing how to react.

Cen Xiao is taller than him, and his arms are naturally longer than him. The two of them attacked each other fatally at the same time, and Cen Xiao had the advantage over him.

Like now.

The button was already stained with dye, and the tip of his knife was still three centimeters away from Cen Xiao's chest.

Almost.

Just a little.

Obviously he was the first to strike, but Cen Xiao had better physical strength, faster movements, and longer arms, which led to the current situation.

Cen Wei had obviously guessed that he was going to use a tool, and under the prediction, there were countless ways to evade the counterattack, but Cen Wei just won't dodge or evade, and just relied on his physical fitness to win him.

The gap of three centimeters was nakedly placed in front of him, like a silent humiliation.

This doesn't even mean that his fighting level is worse than Cen Xiao's. What he needs to resent can only be natural factors.

But the natural gap cannot be changed, Cen Wei seems to be telling him blatantly——

You are born to be a little worse than me.

Overseers intervene and separate the pair in the middle.

The outcome has been scored, and Cen Xiao will get the highest score in the third test, with a full score of [-].

Before Du Mingli came back to his senses, he was holding the plastic knife so rigidly that the supervisor had to pull it twice before taking it out of his hand.

There was no emotion on Cen Xiao's face, as if he didn't feel that getting full marks was something to be excited about.

He flipped his wrist, handed the plastic knife to the supervisor, and walked towards the outfield with a calm face against the gathered gazes.

It was as if he knew the result.

The next step is simple registration, taking personal belongings, treating injuries, and leaving the examination room in order.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when everything was over, the sky was sinking completely, but the sky above was not monotonous.

In the bottomless night, there is a clear moon, which is quiet and white, and under the influence of the summer wind, it has a hint of warmth.

Li Rong left him a message at seven o'clock, saying that he would wait for him outside.

As soon as Cen Xiao got the phone, this message stayed on the screen saver interface, like a note left on purpose, where he could see it at a glance.

Li Rong was indeed waiting in the parking lot of the Economic and Cultural Activity Center.

It's just that he didn't expect that he was not the only one who came to wait for Cen Xiao.

Cen Xiao's figure appeared from the gate, Li Rong just raised his arms, ready to wave to Cen Xiao.

A black car that was only ten meters away from him suddenly opened the door, and a slender, well-dressed woman walked out of it, and went straight to Cen Xiao.

Li Rong raised his arms in the air, raised his eyebrows, and realized that the car was so familiar, it was Cen Xiao's private car that he had ridden several times.

And the driver was the one he was used to seeing.

He blinked, then lowered his arms again, put his hands in his pockets, and stood there, watching from a distance.

Judging by Cen Xiao's calm appearance, the exam should go very well.

Xiao Muran looked down at the time while walking towards Cen Wei.

She frowned slightly, pulled back her long hair that was blown by the wind, and shouted in a voice that did not lose her literati status: "Why is it so late?"

She doesn't always care about Cen Xiao, but she also knows that she is a descendant of this blood.

Taking the Ninth District Examination is no small matter, so she deliberately turned down all invitations and came to the examination room to pick Cen Wei back.

This kind of thing is very strange to her, after all, when Cen Xiao was still young, she only asked her family driver to pick him up from school.

She is not used to expressing her concerns, because she has been taught implicitly since she was a child.

Cen Wei was very surprised, he first looked around, but in the dark of night, among the crowded crowd, it was difficult for him to find Li Rong's shadow.

Only then did he turn his gaze to Xiao Muran again: "Why are you here?"

Xiao Muran paused, the mother and child were separated by a distance of one meter, and there was no intimacy or warm verbal exchange.

After a long time, Xiao Muran said solemnly: "You take the Ninth District test, and your father and I will always come together."

"Oh." Cen Wei responded casually.

Facing such a neutral attitude, Xiao Muran didn't know how to react for a while, so he asked dryly: "How did you do in the exam?"

Cen Wei: "First."

The topic ended without embarrassment.

Xiao Muran couldn't find anything to say, so he turned around and said lightly: "Get in the car, we'll talk when we go back."

Cen Xiao didn't move: "You go back first, I have something to do."

Xiao Muran paused and turned his head: "What else do you need?"

Cen Wei said calmly: "I didn't know you were coming, but I already made an appointment with someone."

After finishing speaking, Cen Xiao took out his mobile phone and broadcast Li Rong's mobile number skillfully.

Li Rong did not intend to join the 'happy' scene of mother and child meeting.

Looking back on his previous life, Xiao Muran seemed to strongly oppose the relationship between Cen Xiao and him, and Cen Xiao almost broke with his parents because of this.

Jian Fu complained to him about this matter more than once, so that when Li Rong sees Xiao Muran now, he always has a premonition that a bloody drama is going to happen.

He didn't want to have an intersection with Cen Xiao's parents, let alone get involved in meaningless arguments.

But Cen Xiao's call just came.

Li Rong sighed softly, and had no choice but to pick up the phone: "Hello."

Cen Wei: "Where is it?"

The same noise came from the phone, Li Rong covered his left ear and turned up the volume: "I saw you, but your family is here, so you can go home first."

Cen Wei: "Well, at the entrance of the coffee shop across the road, I'll find you in a while."

Li Rong: "Oh?"

He was slightly surprised, but he didn't insist on letting Cen Xiao go back. After all, he specially prepared dinner in the house he rented and didn't want to waste it.

But he found that Cen Wei didn't seem to want him to meet Xiao Muran either.

Li Rong hung up the phone, turned around and walked across the road.

Xiao Muran: "Who are you going to find, Jane Fu?"

Cen Wei chuckled: "When did I speak so softly to Jian Fu?"

Alarm bells rang in Xiao Muran's heart, and he couldn't believe it: "...are you in a relationship?"

Cen Wei didn't answer directly, he put away his phone: "He doesn't like to wait for others, he prefers others to wait for him, I'll go first."

Xiao Muran was impatient: "You..."

But Cen Xiao had already left without looking back.

Li Rong was pacing back and forth within a distance of about two meters from the entrance of the coffee shop. After waiting for about 3 minutes, he saw Cen Xiao crossing the road, stepping on the stone steps, and walking towards him.

Li Rong was not reserved, seeing that Cen Xiao had almost walked in front of him, he opened his arms and gave Cen Xiao a hug first.

He was only wearing a thin layer of unlined clothing, and he hugged his whole body, as if the body temperature could also be transmitted along the material.

Li Rong took a deep breath, put his arms around Cen Xiao's waist, slowly tightened his arms, and rested his chin on Cen Xiao's shoulder: "Is your mother gone? What if she sees it?"

Li Rong has a dry scent of scented tea on his body. He just changed to a new type of laundry detergent in the past few days and is using it vigorously.

Cen Wei smiled lightly, clasped Li Rong's back, and gently stroked the back that he missed so much: "You have hugged me so much, why are you still afraid of this?"

Li Rong had a smile in his eyes, and his breath was in Cen Wei's ear: "Of course I'm afraid, I'm the one who was thrown over 50 yuan to persuade me to break up."

He still kept the bracelet that Song Yuanyuan's mother threw to him. The Song family did mean what they said. He separated from Song Yuanyuan and did not want to return the bracelet.

"Oh..." Cen Xiao's palm slowly slid down, crumpling the hem of the clothes, and it was only a millimeter away from stroking the beautiful outline with obvious ups and downs, but he rolled his Adam's apple lightly, and the palm retracted, pressing Li Rong on the In his arms, the voice was low and low, "Then how much am I worth?"

Li Rong rubbed against Cen Xiao's shoulder, licked his lower lip lightly, and his eyelids trembled a few times.

He looked at the plump moon in the distant sky with a full smile, and asked softly, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Cen Wei was not in a hurry, he wanted to hear Li Rong's voice more than the answer.

He hadn't heard it for three days, and he really missed it.

"Tell me everything."

"I'm so poor, 500 million is enough." Li Rong sighed.

Cen Wei wasn't angry either, for his family, 500 million was indeed achievable.

"Well, what about lies?"

Li Rong gritted his teeth lightly, and deeply folded his eyelids: "This is a lie."

Cen Wei raised his eyebrows lightly: "Then what about the truth?"

Li Rong was silent for a while, Cen Wei could only hear his even breathing.

Cen Wei didn't urge him, just waited quietly, anyway, it wouldn't be surprising if Li Rong gave any answer that teased him.

After a while, Li Rong let go of the hug.

He raised his eyes and looked directly into Cen Xiao's eyes, and said in a very ordinary but serious tone: "You can buy the price of my life."