"You did great, even the way you fight is impressive!" Jiang Ning lowered her voice, offering Qi Xingzhou a covert compliment.
As soon as Qi Xingzhou heard Jiang Ning's praise, the corners of his mouth he couldn't restrain curled upwards, his entire being radiating with pleasure. If he had had a tail, it surely would have been wagging faster than a fan's blades at that moment.
The security guard had just approached when he overheard Jiang Ning's words, causing his hand holding the protective gear to twitch.
Well well.
No wonder this young fellow was hitting so hard—it was all his girlfriend's instigation!
He turned on his heel, bypassing the pair, and crouched down to check on Miao Wenjun, who had been thrown to the ground and couldn't get up: "Hey hey hey? How are you feeling? Are you okay?"
Meanwhile, the onlookers who had been watching the commotion began to gather around, chattering among themselves:
"My God, how did they suddenly start fighting?"
