Chapter 55

The wind at night, cool.

Ann Xiaowan's long hair was blown by the wind.

Huo Shen Ning eyebrow looks at her, thin lip light open, command way: "which hand wants to touch her. Duan. "

He said such cruel words, but in a very calm tone, as if to say a common thing.

With that, he stopped in front of her.

A shadow fell on her, and an Xiaowan looked up, unable to see his expression.

He bent down slowly and suddenly picked her up.

Ann Xiaowan didn't resist and didn't move, so he let him carry him to the car.

Behind him, screams were heard.

The door closed, Huo Shen looked at her side, his eyes were unfathomable.

The beautiful face was obviously beaten, with a red and swollen paw mark on it.

Her skin is so tender that a touch can leave a mark. He couldn't bear to be rough, but at the moment, half of her face was swollen.

In the bottom of Huo Shen's heart, there is a strange fire.

He said in a deep voice, "who hit me?"

An small evening raised his head, enchanting eyebrows full of smile, "accidentally hit."

This is probably her last stubbornness.

She knew that Huo Shen must have investigated all these things in her family.

But what he found was quite different from what she had experienced.

It's better not to say anything than to explain it with a lot of words, and maybe even be thought of as lying.

What's more, this is her deepest scar hidden in the bottom of her heart.

Do lovers talk to the Lord of gold?

That's ridiculous.

Under Huo Shen's cold eyes, the driver and Lotte help returned to the car together.

An Xiaowan looked out of the window. The Two Drunkards had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up. They had been wailing and miserable.

The man beside him withdrew his eyes and ordered: "go to Jianke."

Ann Xiaowan side of the head, let the hair on both sides of the cheek fall down, cover the scar on the face.

My face is still aching and my ears are buzzing.

She gritted her teeth and Du Yunlan started, which was really cruel.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the strange building.

Huo Shen took the lead to get out of the car and walked up to her with a calm tone: "get out of the car."

An Xiaowan raised her eyes and looked around, only to find that this was not the way back to the villa.

"Is this?"

Her face was full of doubts, and Huo Shen was silent, a pair of proud long legs stepped forward and strode toward the inside.

The shape of the building is very unique. The square with sharp edges and corners looks full of momentum.

Walking inside, she suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is a fitness place.

However, this should be Huo Shen's private gym, because all the facilities are state-of-the-art, and all the furnishings are full of his favorite indifference. No matter how powerful the gym is outside, it can't be so advanced.

At the moment, there is no one in such a large stadium.

Lotte had already ordered people to turn on all the lights, air conditioning and other equipment, so they could operate as soon as they arrived.

Walking in front of the cold figure did not stop all the way, straight to the innermost room.

"Fighting room?"

An Xiaowan takes a look and walks in.

In the room, there is a high fighting platform, surrounded by a variety of gloves, helmets and other props, as well as many hanging sandbags.

Huo Shen used to pick up a trumpet and throw it to an Xiaowan.

"Put it on." He had a deep, magnetic voice, a command.

Ann Xiaowan looks surprised.

Then, he saw Huo Shen put his coat aside and gracefully rolled up the sleeve of his shirt and came to her with his helmet.

The helmet is just when the yard number, Huo Shen raised his hand, was trying to buckle the helmet to her head, but suddenly stopped.

In the fighting room, the light is slightly warm yellow.

"Forget it. Don't wear it."

He froze on her injured face for two seconds, then turned back and dropped the helmet.

"Mr. Huo, what is this for?" An Xiaowan couldn't help but wonder and asked.

Huo Shen did not explain, but said in a deep voice: "stretch out your hand, like this."

Seeing that she did not move, he simply walked behind her, lowered her waist, and put her posture in a correct way.

Rao is an Xiaowan who has never practiced martial arts and knows that this is the posture of fighting.

Behind her, the man's body with a unique heat, close to her back, holding her arm. For a moment, an Xiaowan was a little uncomfortable.

"Pay attention." Huo shen Mou son slightly heavy, cold voice calls for orders.

An Xiaowan turned back, a pair of beautiful eyes winked at him, "Xiao Wan always has to know what to do to concentrate on it."

Huo Shen released her hand and went to her."Follow me."

Huo Shen demonstrated to her, a pair of strong and slender arms suddenly punched her, and immediately closed the fist.

His movements are professional and neat, and each fist is full of solemn determination and pride, and he has a fierce fist style.

"Mr. Huo's movements are much better than those I've seen in the games."

An Xiaowan's eyes are bright, but his steps are backward without trace

Huo Shen snorted.

In the game?

Those people are in the hands of those who come out of the special training camp. I'm afraid they can't bear a move.

"Punch! Hide Huo deep eyes, while punching, while command.

An Xiaowan had to learn from his movements, unskillfully punching, hiding on the left and hiding on the right.

Simple movements, but a moment later, with more and more changes of Huo Shen, she has been sweating all over.

"Mr. Huo Have a rest... "

In order to train her body muscles and keep her figure, an Xiaowan keeps fit all year round. Her physical strength is better than that of ordinary women. But now she has been sweating, the opposite man is still breathing smoothly, as if nothing happened.

…… I'm afraid this man is not a robot.

"Too weak." Huo Shen stopped and looked at her eyes, full of contempt.

Because of this, they are always bullied!

Huo Shen, after drinking a glass of water, lifted her up again and went to the fighting room.

"Poor physical fitness."

His tone is flat, raise his hand and throw Ann Xiaowan on the treadmill.

"Six kilometers. Don't stop until you finish running."

"Ah?"

Ann Xiaowan was shocked, "don't, I can't run."

This is to train her as a special soldier??

The man in front of him squinted and opened his thin lips: "eight kilometers."

"That..."

"Nine."

before he finished, an Xiaowan looked awe inspiring and quickly jumped onto the treadmill, "I run!"

Huo Shen leaned on one side lazily, holding her chest in both hands and watching her running on the treadmill.

Her pace is fast and slow, the sweat drops from her forehead, and her clothes are already wet.

Time is like this a minute a second across, Huo Shen's eyes, but has been locked in her face.

The cold of the woman's eyes is gradually disappearing.

When I saw her this evening, her whole body was covered with a strange cold, and her eyes, which were full of enchantment, became empty and cold, and seemed to be dark.

She was like a ghost who had fallen into hell. She was pitifully lonely.