When Jun Luochuan said this, another stream of blood flowed out of his chest, trying to gush out of his throat, but he was pressed down.
Wen Nuannuan wanted to ask him if he had vomited blood just now, but when she saw his face and his smile, she couldn’t ask that sentence. She knew that he must have vomited blood just now because there was new blood stains on his white T-shirt. However, he smiled at her at this time but didn’t want her to worry about him. Then she pretended not to know. She hugged Jun Luochuan and wanted to put her little face on him, but found that Jun Luochuan was too tall. She touched her extremely awkward position as soon as she touched her face, and blushed her little face and quickly retreated, “If you ask me to come, you don’t come, I have to turn around and come in front of you.”
Hearing her words, Jun Luochuan wanted to speak, but he couldn’t say it at this time, because as soon as he spoke, the blood would gush out of his throat.
He raised his hand and rubbed her hair, Wen Nuannuan shook his hand, and asked him to turn the wheelchair over. She knew that he didn’t want her to see him bleeding
The battle on the stage was very fierce, and Zuo Maoxun was beaten to death, but Li Meiji had no intention of kicking Zuo Maoxun off the ring, and Zuo Maoxun was also firm enough, and actually bit his lips and endured the pain, refusing to admit defeat.
This made Zuo Xiangyang, who was watching this, was anxious. He was just his son, so he couldn’t die here. He couldn’t help but shout loudly: “Maoxun, come down, it’s no big deal to admit defeat. If you lose this game, there are two more games below.”
Lu Keke’s expression was not very good either. Originally, her thoughts were the same as Zuo Xiangyang. When he saw Jun Luochuan and Li Meiji fight to the death in the first game, especially when he saw Li Meiji lying on the ground like a broken doll, she concluded that Zuo Maoxun must have won the second game, but now, what is the result?