121 President Gu Seems to Be a Little Too Interested in Otherss Private Matters. Peeping on Others Is a Mental Illness. Perhaps You Should Consider Getting Some Treatment for It! (1/2)
The two men seemed like they wanted each other dead. Their fists were strong and fuelled by their rage, each punch was strong and relentless as they fought without restraint. However, Su Zhe was soon in a disadvantageous position.
Gu Mohan was 30 years old and at the peak of his maturity. His handsome face exuded experience that he had gained over time. He had received formal training in the army and spent the past few years working out intensively. Each of his punches was agile and his fists attacked with an accuracy that was swift and precise. On the contrary, Su Zhe was only 25 years old and was considered a true pampered son of a wealthy family, he wasn't Gu Mohan's match.
Gu Mohan stretched out his long leg and kicked Su Zhe's stomach with a swift and fierce motion. Su Zhe spit out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the floor, he was unable to get up.
Tang Mo'er stood at the side and watched the fight worriedly, the two men were fighting without regard for themselves. Gu Mohan had no intention to stop, he pulled Su Zhe up and pushed him against the wall. He raised his fists and wanted to punch Su Zhe again.
”Gu Mohan, stop!” Tang Mo'er hurriedly ran over and pushed her way in front of Su Zhe, acting as his human shield.
His punch was fierce and aimed straight at her face. When it was only one centimeter away from hitting Tang Mo'er, she scrunched her eyes closed and flinched in anticipation. Gu Mohan suddenly stopped himself. He looked at the woman protecting Su Zhe coldly and voiced two words, ”Move away!”
It sounded like he had forced himself to utter those words. He sounded cold and although there wasn't a drastic change in his facial expression, he was exuding an aura like the king of the underworld.
Tang Mo'er felt afraid. This man seemed like a completely different person.
She swallowed her saliva and stiffened up her neck as she looked at him bravely. ”Gu Mohan, stop beating him up. Su Zhe will die if you continue to do so.”
Was he crazy? If Su Zhe were to be beaten to death, he would have to go to jail!
Die? The corner of Gu Mohan's lips formed a sardonic arch. ”Tang Mo'er, do you not remember my warning? I've warned you, if you have the audacity to find other men, I'll hurt him before it's your turn…”
Tang Mo'er stepped forward. She held his neck with her two tiny hands and reached up, before pulling his head down. At the same time, she leaned up and speedily kissed him on the lips.