Sweet Nickname

She didn’t know what twisting move Lu Tingxiao made, and only saw the man’s whole body spin horizontally as he was tossed aside. He fell to the ground like a sack, and didn’t move after that…

It was probably because Lu Tingxiao had been so savage in his attack, that the other three men looked at each other before instinctively retreating.

"Are you alright?" When Lu Tingxiao turned in Ning Xi’s direction, there was still a hint of violence in his eyes.

Ning Xi nodded blankly. "I'm fine…"

She had never seen Lu Tingxiao fight, and had even assumed that for the large part, he was a mild and refined person. She had never thought that he would be so good… at fighting…

Just then, a black Ferrari pulled up nearby and slowed to a stop. A person stepped out of the car.

Dressed in a high-end, tailor-made Giorgio Armani suit, it was Ning Yaohua.