Counterfeit Hero Chapter 282: Volume 4 - 45 Mutual Destruction?2

Fatty laughed wickedly, "I’m not doing it!"

Bonnie felt stabbed to the heart by Tian Xingjian’s words, every word from that awful Fatty was like a sword piercing her. She never imagined soone could see through her so thoroughly. A naless emotion surged in her heart, and suddenly Bonnie lunged forward, biting towards Fatty’s face...

"Ow!" Fatty opened his mouth wide, fiercely biting back in return.

Seeing Fatty’s ferocious giant mouth coming straight for hers without any hesitation, Bonnie let out a sharp scream, shivering uncontrollably as she retreated. Her previous strength, calmness, and composure vanished without a trace.

"Humph!" Fatty licked his lips with his fleshy tongue, revengefully saying, "When it cos to the art of biting, you are far from it! Didn’t you say I can’t escape? Open your eyes wide and watch carefully; I’ll teach you how to play escape!"

Fatty was glaring fiercely at the lost and unthreatening Bonnie, about to push forward with unreserved vigor when he was suddenly pulled aside by a pair of warm, slender hands tugging at his ears.

"Hey, hey, can’t you give so face?" Fatty rubbed his red ear and said to Ann Lei, "I’m in the middle of teaching that woman a lesson!"

"Cut it out!" Ann Lei gave Fatty a sideways look, "Your lips are almost touching; is this a lesson or a kiss!"

Fatty opened his mouth wide, eyes wide, "Is that how you kiss? How about we try it out."

"Fatty!" Ann Lei spat back, "Just bullying , go try it with Milan if you want!" As she ntioned Milan, Ann Lei grabbed Fatty’s arm and pinched him hard, swiftly changing her tone, "You’re not allowed to go!"

As if realizing her emotional anomaly, Ann Lei’s face flushed slightly, feeling both shy and annoyed, she gently pinched Fatty once more. It seed everything was stirred up by this Fatty.

Fatty knew clearly that if not for him, Ann Lei would never have stayed in zrich for so long, nor would she be here at this mont. Perhaps her actions were foolish, but nothing touched Fatty more than such a woman.

"You want to go, but you also don’t want to go. What exactly do you want to do?" Fatty smiled.

"I don’t care, anyway, don’t even think about leaving for the rest of your life! I told you before, we’re not done yet!" Ann Lei’s face burned even redder, her tone soft but firm.

Though her ears were shafully red, she still spoke slowly and deliberately. Her hand tightly gripped Fatty’s, as if holding sothing most important in her life with such force. Her slightly upturned pink face was as beautiful as peach blossoms, her long eyelashes cast down, and beneath them were eyes like clear water full of grievance.

Ann Lei was a typical Chuckna Clan woman, fair and beautiful, gentle and shy, traditional and reserved.

To be a dancer, a good wife, with a warm family—this was nearly all of Ann Lei’s dreams, so when she discovered that the person she loved most was being ambiguous with another woman, she couldn’t accept such deceit.

But when, a few hours ago, she stood in the fighting arena and saw the familiar figure fall there, at that mont, she let go of all her pride and grievances. Milan was no longer an obstacle between her and Tian Xingjian; at that mont, as long as Tian Xingjian could stand up, she was willing to give up everything.

Ann Lei finally understood why losing sothing is what makes it unforgettable. She also ca to realize that in this twisted era, the only thing to cherish is the present. No one can know what will happen in the next second, and giving up the person you love most for those traditional restraints, for unclear rights and wrongs, is a foolish thing.

Then, at the last mont, God returned Tian Xingjian to her. From then on, she decided she would never make the sa mistake again.

Fatty’s mind was a bit muddled; for a mont he didn’t know what to say.

"Can we escape?" Ann Lei gently leaned on Fatty’s shoulder, silent for a long while, softly saying, "I want to tell you, no matter what, being with you is my happiest thing."

The ecstatic Fatty finally ca to his senses, hugging Ann Lei back in his arms, planting a "slap" kiss on her cheek, "Rest assured, I’ll play a trick with the spaceship, attracting their attention. When it cos to escaping, no one is better than !"

A scoundrel blinded by lard in his heart, giddy with excitent, flailing his limbs, recklessly shouted, "If I’m going to die, I have to play double fly then die!"

"Double fly!" Ann Lei looked at the heartless idiot in front of her, her face red, stomped hard, "I will kill you, you shaless Fatty!"

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Watching the Mixed Army escort Jas and others onto the Royal Transport Ship, seeing the ship awkwardly rise into the air with an ugly posture, Zola’s adjutant couldn’t help but ask, "General, just letting them go like this, isn’t it...?"

"Damn it, if we don’t let him go, do we keep him for dinner? Idiot, what else can we do, the Emperor is in their hands, a bit more strength and he’ll be at paste!" Zola, being aged and quick to anger, was frustrated with having no ans, and upon hearing the adjutant beside him babbling, he knocked on the adjutant’s head, thoroughly reprimanding him.

The adjutant was evidently very familiar with Zola’s temper, accustod to such situations, showing neither sha nor displeasure, his head knocked with a dull thudding sound yet completely unaware of the pain. Still, he said, "At worst, we all fight to the death, after all, we’re fine with mutual destruction. It’s better than now. To be honest, when has the Miracle Army been threatened by anyone?"