Billionaire God of War

He must have been very lonely tending to his wounds all by himself.

Lin Yuzhen didn't know why she was thinking about all this.

She gently bit her lip as her finger couldn't help reaching out to gently touch some of the scars.

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang Ning's heart leapt violently. He shook his head, "They don't hurt anymore."

He looked back to see Lin Yuzhen's eyes brimming with tears.

"You've suffered a lot, haven't you?"

Lin Yuzhen looked up and a tear fell.

Jiang Ning had told her before that he had really been homeless before and roamed the streets. There were even a few times he had nearly died...

These scars were proof of how much pain and suffering he must have gone through.

Her heart ached so badly for him.

"No matter how hard life was, my heart never felt bitter."

Ning smiled. "Because I had eaten the sweetest candy in

Lin Yuzhen had given him when she was

her soft palm and felt how rough those scars were. She felt like she could imagine what Jiang Ning had gone through. "Promise me, don't

looked up and her eyes were filled

scar on Jiang Ning's body. It

course, I'll listen

Jiang Ning nodded seriously.

Yuzhen decided not to get the massage since she already

that she could stand next to Jiang Ning and share some of his burden. She couldn't let Jiang

office, Jiang Ning

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new course design was completely different from

was to unleash their potential, so that their speed, power,

second one was one that trained up technique - the technique of

realized that

these techniques were an art. Now they understood that actually the underlying principle was very simple. If they hadn't reached this level,

now teaching them the most

to learn to kill with one shot and never waste any bit

make a move, they had to be quick, accurate

to leave

Gou wondered if the peak of this training was to become like Jiang Ning. One punch would be all it would take to knock