2 Meeting A Female Hooligan

Welsh looked at the memories that suddenly appeared in his mind.

He had figured out his current situation and location.

He could roughly guess the identity of the woman in front of him.

The woman in front of him was most likely the female hooligan who had caused the death of his previous self.

Thinking of this, Welsh immediately stretched out his hand and pushed the woman in front of him away.

He turned around and jumped off the bed.

He started to look at her with a guarded gaze.

The woman who was originally lying on Welsh's body was also stunned when he suddenly pushed her away with his hand.

She looked at the lively Welsh in front of her with a shocked expression.

"He actually still has such great strength? He can push me away in one go..."

The woman was very surprised when she saw that Welsh seemed to be fine.

That night, many people were watching on the street. In order to bring Welsh back as soon as possible, the woman even deliberately increased her strength to attack him.

And she never doubted her own strength.

She had once tested that under the condition of not using external force, her full strength punch could reach nearly a thousand pounds.

She was very clear that under such powerful strength, not to mention a weak man, even a woman with an average physical quality would not be able to withstand it.

It was estimated that this man would not only be unconscious for half a day, but there was also a high possibility that he would have a concussion on the spot.

In order to completely recover, it would take a few months.

After seeing the man's actual appearance, she even regretted that she had hit him too hard.

She might have hit this 'weak' handsome man too hard.

But now, not only was this handsome man fine, he was actually able to release so much strength from his body and push her away.

After all, a woman's body structure was stronger and more powerful than a man, so her weight was naturally greater than a man.

Pushing away something that was heavier than his weight...

Not to mention a weak man, very few women could do it without any training.

The man in front of her managed to do it, he actually didn't seem to be using much effort.

This meant that the man in front of her had a really good body.

He could withstand her toying.

She wouldn't have problem enjoying herself due to his physical reasons.

She could even try out difficult poses that she had never tried before.

Thinking of this, the woman straightened her collar and licked her lips.

The desire in her eyes became even more intense.

"Little beauty, come over quickly. Don't be shy."

The woman stared at Welsh with a burning gaze and patted the seat beside her.

After saying that, she stretched out her hand and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box beside the bed.

"Click."

She lit it up and took a deep breath.

Then, she saw Welsh, who was still standing stationary and the corner of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Phew."

She blew out a smoke ring.

The woman said teasingly, "Little Beauty, I advise you to come back obediently. Because you definitely won't be able to escape from my palm today."

Hearing the woman's contemptuous words, the arrogance that belonged to an Archmage in Welsh's heart surged up.

"Definitely won't be able to escape from your palm? Hmph... I still have to give it a try today," Welsh thought to himself.

Welsh saw that his clothes had been taken off and were placed on the clothes rack at the side.

Thus, he pretended not to hear it and turned around to walk towards his clothes.

As he walked, he said without turning his head.

"Today's matter ends here. I'm leaving."

His tone was very cold and carried the tone of a superior.

After feeling the imposing manner in Welsh's tone, the woman was also shocked.

She was stunned on the spot, unable to react.

By the time she reacted, she saw Welsh walking towards the clothes without turning his head.

The woman was shocked, and also a little surprised.

This man dared to disobey her.

Not only did he ignore her, he turned around and left.

And she was really intimidated by this man.

After a while, the woman saw that Welsh had already walked to the clothes rack and started to put on his clothes.

It was then that the woman reacted.

She had almost let this man run away!

The woman immediately felt a burst of anger in her heart.

She restrained all the smiles on her face and her expression immediately became serious.

She said coldly, "What do you think this place is? A guesthouse or a hotel? Leaving whenever you want to?"

The corners of her mouth curled up.

"Even if it's a guesthouse or a hotel, you have to pay 'money' before you can leave, right?"

"You have to know that I, Wendy, have never failed at anything I set my eyes on."

After saying that, Wendy immediately stood up and took a big step towards Welsh, who was putting on his clothes.

Her hands, which were originally relaxed, were now bent into claws.

The veins on her hands were even more hideous.

She quickly rushed towards the man's back.

She wanted to teach this man a good lesson.

Firstly, she had actually been intimidated by this man just now, and she was a little angry from embarrassment.

Secondly, she wanted to let this man in front of her know how powerful she was.

The women (the strong) had always been in charge in this society.

Men????

They were born to be the playthings of women (the strong)!!!

"Hu..."

Wendy's hands, which were bent into claws, stirred up a gust of wind in the air.

She grabbed directly at the man's wrist.

In order to be foolproof this time and to ensure she could subdue the man in front of her, she used seventy percent of her strength.

Anyway, the man in front of her was strong. If she used a little strength, he probably wouldn't die so easily.

Of course, it was okay to die.

She definitely wouldn't waste such a beautiful body.

Because even if it was a dead person, she could still take advantage while it was warm!

Thinking of this, Wendy's hand movements became even more determined.

As for Welsh, who had his back facing Wendy, he didn't seem to feel anything. He was putting on his clothes without looking back.

Wendy saw that Welsh was still unprepared, and her eyes slowly narrowed.

It was as if she had already seen how Welsh was subdued by her.

But this was only one side that Wendy could see.

If she were to turn to the front of Welsh, she would be able to notice it.

Welsh's face had long become serious, revealing a look as if he was facing a great enemy.

Being the number one Archmage of the Lancaster Magical Continent, Welsh had naturally gone through many battles.

He had a rich amount of battle experience during his many years of training.

Even if he did not turn back now, he could still feel the danger behind him.

Welsh did not turn back immediately to face the enemy. Instead, he chose to quietly shrink his right hand into the shape of a chicken's head.

He was prepared to use martial arts to attack Wendy's weakness the moment she caught him with both hands.

He would then let her suffer a hidden loss.

Although Welsh was a mage in his previous life, this did not mean that he did not know some fighting techniques.

Though he was very talented in magic, he would often train his body.

Because a mage's close combat ability was very poor, it could even be called a weakness.

But as the number one genius of the Lancaster Continent, Welsh naturally wouldn't let himself have any weakness.

Although this body didn't have much magic power, and its strength was pitifully small.

But things like martial arts, it will not be forgotten.

So, as long as Wendy dared to come up, Welsh will certainly let her suffer a loss.