Chapter 182 Ye Fushu takes action

Because the matter was too strange, everyone present was shocked and was secretly guessing how many pieces of clothing Ye Zhixia was wearing.

What they didn’t know was that Ye Zhixia herself didn’t know either, and she was very panicked at the moment.

How many clothes did she wear? How could she not know? But now, seeing her clothes being torn one by one, the number of clothes she wore had already exceeded her number. As the person involved, she was very panicked.

At the same time, I feel fortunate.

If she hadn't had so many extra clothes for no apparent reason, she would have been exposed long ago.

Thinking that the person who caused all this was Gu Chiyu, Ye Zhixia's eyes turned cold and hatred grew in her heart.

Ye Zhixia hated herself. She hated herself for being too weak and no match for Gu Chiyu. At this time, she could only let the other party slaughter her.

She hated Gu Chiyu even more for his vicious mind, actually wanting to make her expose herself in public.

But apart from hating, Ye Zhixia could do nothing.

The disparity in strength between the two was like a natural chasm, a gap that she could never cross.

Not only that, behind Gu Chiyu is the Xiajing Gu family, and she can't move against them just because she wants to.

Seeing that his goal had not been achieved, Gu Chiyu lost his patience and the fierceness in his eyes became more and more intense.

He no longer wasted time cutting Ye Zhixia's clothes, but directly mobilized his energy, wrapped it around the sword, and stabbed at Ye Zhixia.

At this moment, anyone could see that Gu Chiyu had the intention to kill.

"Quick, think of a way to stop him."

Fearing that Gu Chiyu would really kill someone, the director panicked. While speaking anxiously, he turned his head to look at the martial arts instructor beside him.

The martial arts teacher looked troubled, "I, I can't do anything."

Gu Chiyu was born into an ancient martial arts family. His strength was far above his. He wanted to stop it, but he could lose his life if he wasn't careful. He didn't have the spirit of self-sacrifice.

Looking at the man who was stabbing him with the sword with all his might, Ye Zhixia felt a wave of despair in his heart, knowing that even if he didn't die today, he would definitely be injured.

Everyone looked up at Gu Chiyu who was getting closer and closer to Ye Zhixia, and their breathing slowed down.

Just when everyone thought Ye Zhixia was dead, a figure suddenly flew out from the crowd. The sound of prop swords colliding was heard, and the figure engaged Gu Chiyu.

The two sides moved so fast that no one could see clearly how they attacked.

Half a minute later, someone was defeated, fell from mid-air, and landed heavily on the ground.

When everyone finally saw who had just attacked, Gu Chiyu was already lying on the ground. The person who had attacked had one foot on Gu Chiyu's chest, holding the prop sword taken from Ye Zhixia in one hand, looking down at Gu Chiyu with the sword pointing at his throat.

Looking at this scene, there was silence at the scene. After several seconds, there was a sound in the crowd.

"Look, it's Sister Xia's assistant."

"So handsome."

"I thought someone had done it, but it turned out to be my new husband."

……

After the fight was over, everyone finally saw the person who had attacked, and the crowd began to talk about it.

Ye Zhixia was still hanging on the wire. When he saw clearly that the person who made the move was Ye Fushu, he was surprised and confused.

She didn't understand when Ye Fushu became so powerful?

"Who is she?" asked the martial arts instructor, shaking the director's arm.

The director shook his head. He didn’t know him either.

He didn't even know when this person appeared in their crew?
"It's Sister Xia's assistant."

Someone who knew Ye Fushu answered the director and martial arts instructor's questions.

After hearing this, the director was shocked, "Is she really just an assistant?"

Just that face, that temperament, that fighting power...

Are you really not an artist?
(End of this chapter)