The Monster President is going crazy again

A clear provocation.

Nick took a few breaths, then started running suddenly, kicking up the dirt under his feet.

He rushed towards Ye Yan.

This time he chose to take the initiative.

He was yelling, punching and kicking at a pretty fast speed.

But the man was not hurt at all, and he dodged perfectly every time.

Ye Yan attacked Nick unexpectedly again, grabbing his shoulders with his two big hands, and then he hit him in the abdomen with his knee.

Nick was in so much pain that he couldn't stand and knelt on one leg.

There was sweat all over his face and back.

"Boss, can you please let me go?"

Nick gasped for mercy.

"Cut the nonsense."

Ye Yan rushed over and wanted to kick him again, kicking him several miles away.

As a result, Nick rolled on the ground several times and rolled into the group of men.

If you can't fight, why not run?

Seeing this, the group of men quickly dispersed to make room for Ye Yan to deal with him.

Well, Ye Yan grabbed Nick's neck with one hand and kicked him in the side.

It was kicked into the ground again, causing dust to fly.

Nick, who had eaten dirt, supported himself on the ground with his hands and coughed violently a few times.

Ye Yan did not give him a chance to breathe. His powerful legs kicked back and forth in a crisscross pattern.

At the beginning, Nick could still block it for a few times, but later he couldn't hold on any longer.

I feel pain in both my legs and hands.

It hurts so much that it makes me numb.

The boss's legs and feet seem to be harder than steel.

"It seems that boxing and kicking are not working, I have to continue practicing."

Ye Yan punched Nick in the stomach and back.

Punches hit flesh, the sweat of the two men intertwined, and their figures danced in the sun like two beasts fighting.

Nick's breathing became heavier.

Ye Yan broke free from Nick's grip on his shoulder, grabbed his arm, and threw him over his shoulder, throwing him heavily to the ground again.

Nick's waist was almost broken.

"Boss, I surrender, okay?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Nick ran in circles.

The men around him all fell to the ground laughing.

Arirang, the little old man, slapped his thigh and laughed.

Nick really had no other choice. It was obvious that these people were not human.

They all just wanted to watch the fun and see him get beaten.

Nick ran and quickly climbed up the tree.

He kept climbing higher and higher, fearing that he would be caught.

"You dare to be a deserter?!"

Ye Yan casually picked up the AK-47 next to him.

The gun was pointed at Nick.

"Boss, spare my life."

Nick hugged the tree trunk tightly with both hands.

In order to survive, I have to beg for mercy.

"I'll count to three. If you don't come down, it will collapse."

"1--"

Hearing this, Nick quickly climbed down from the tree, and before Ye Yan could count to 2, he had already jumped down.

The speed was too fast and he fell flat on his face.

Ye Yan had no way to vent his anger, so he caught Nick who was running away and beat him up.

The burly man suddenly flew up and hit Nick hard in the abdomen with a well-aimed knee strike.

Nick bent over in pain. He couldn't fight anymore. He really couldn't fight anymore.

He covered his stomach, which had been hit several times, and tears came out.

At this time, only Arirang dared to laugh.

The rest of the people all felt the smell of death.

Boss, you look very murderous.

The training ground suddenly became quiet, with only a light dust floating in the air.

"Who else?" The voice was like a knife, stabbing.

Nick held his stomach and returned to the team.

"Awu——"

Awu looked up suddenly and swallowed.

I was thinking, boss, haven’t you taken revenge yet?

The last time I took Xiao Wen Nuan to the supermarket to buy sanitary napkins, I was caught. He was shot and beaten up, and then driven to the base.

Coming again now? This man just holds a grudge.

Really don't let go of any of it.

Awu was standing in the wind, shivering.

Ye Yan clenched his fists, burning with anger.

He swung his fist out and suddenly hit Awu. His fist was filled with wind and made a whistling sound. Each punch was more powerful than the last.

A terrible force surged in his body, as if it was going to tear everything apart.

Ye Yan rushed towards Awu several times, and each attack was as fierce as a storm, making Awu unable to resist.

The man clenched his fists, veins bulging, a powerful force surging from his body, shaking the air.

Awu fell down again.

Poor.

Find out the psychological shadow area of ​​Awu: Why am I always the one who gets hurt?

Ye Yan felt really frustrated. These people couldn't even withstand a few punches from him, let alone the one in his room.

As soon as the thought came to my mind, I still felt annoyed.

"Your punches and kicks are really terrible."

"He Wenhao, organize them and let them fight one on one."

He Wenhao: “!!!!!!!”

"Okay, boss."

It's not that they are bad, it's that he is too strong, okay?

Direct crush, not on the same level.

One against ten.

Ye Yan was covered in dust from the ground and he patted his pants.

He walked over to the AK that was hanging on his shirt, reached out and lifted it, and the shirt fell on his shoulders.

"Ayan, you are so angry..."

Before Alilang could finish his words, Ye Yan just left.

The man entered the bedroom and his eyes were fixed on Wen Xiaonuan.

She was still lying there with her eyes closed.

He walked around outside, but she still didn't wake up.

The man went straight to the bathroom and took a long bath.

What's wrong with my body? I had a great time last night.

I had a great time just now.

How come it has become like this after such a short period of time? What a troublesome little goblin.

When you don't touch anything, you don't feel anything at all.

I don't like any woman either.

This Wen Xiaonuan.

When I don't eat, I feel uncomfortable.

After eating it, I felt even worse.

And I want it every moment.

And now...

She couldn't wake up again.

The man became increasingly irritated.

It seemed as if something inside his body was stimulating him, making him unable to endure his manic state.

Ye Yan picked up the temperature gun and took Wen Xiaonuan's temperature again.

38.2

The temperature has dropped a little, but it's still a low fever.

It has been so many hours, from last night till now, I have not woken up yet.

He kept taking warm towels and applying them to her forehead to cool her down.

"Wen Xiaonuan, wake up quickly. Are you afraid that when you wake up, I will do something to you again?"

"Are you that scared?"

"I've agreed that if you wake up, I won't do this to you anymore, okay?"

"Wake up."

The man held Wen Xiaonuan's hand and placed it to his mouth.

He remembered something and applied medicine to her again.

Wen Xiaonuan's long eyelashes moved.

The man saw the change in her.

"Xiao Nuan——"

"Xiao Nuan——"

The man called her over and over again.

The girl's eyes rolled under her eyelids.

The man's mouth was about to break from laughing.

finally--

woke up.

If he doesn't wake up, he's going to kill people.