Nolan stretched out his hand to support her face, and said in a low voice, “Cry if you want to cry, don’t hold back,” he paused for a moment before he added faintly, “These injuries were originally intended to make you I saw it, that’s why I hit the face. In fact, they were just minor injuries that didn’t matter. It’s not a big deal, eh?”
It was okay if he didn’t say it, but when he said that, her tears couldn’t help falling.
She caressed the corners of his lips with icy fingers and asked in a low voice, “Don’t you say that you fight very hard? How can you get hurt?”
Nolan frowned, held her hand that was too cold, and smiled faintly, “Of course I won, but they were crowded, so I suffered a few times.”
Of course he would not tell her that Lawrence had arranged a group of veterans to come in before he was imprisoned, just because he knew that he had learned martial arts from his adoptive father, and later became involved in the underworld. The general gangsters and criminals are not his opponents. .
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