C11 Masked man

I reflexively stepped back a bit, and immediately followed up with a fighting stance. The left hand turned into a palm, perfectly blocking the fist of the assailant with her palm.

A pleasant fragrance wafted over them.

Without question, the masked person was a woman. She had a translucent silk scarf wrapped around her face, making it easy to see her beautiful silhouette.

But why did this strange woman sneak an attack on me?

Just as I was hesitating, the woman suddenly moved around to the right of me and punched me in the stomach.

I turned my body slightly to the side to avoid the attack. I wanted to counterattack but I couldn't, since the other party was a woman and she had appeared in Daughter of the President's room, she definitely wasn't an ordinary person. However, I was really surprised. I had just arrived at State Y and had not formed any grudges with anyone, so the Daughter of the President summoned me here. Furthermore, he had even sent a masked woman to assault me.

The masked woman saw that I was just dodging and didn't fight back, so she couldn't help but increase her attack power. After I dodged a few more punches, she took half a step back. Suddenly, she turned her body to the side and sent a standard but not very powerful kick flying towards me.

This time, I didn't dodge. Instead, I bent my body, lowered my shoulders a little, and used my right arm to support the leg.

But at this moment, I was stunned.

This pair of long and exquisite legs revealed a type of fragrance unique to beauties. In the middle of that beautiful crystal sandal was a beautiful and exquisite little foot. Due to her body leaning forward, her long skirt had slipped to the base of her thigh. Her entire beautiful leg had suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. It was white, transparent, and had a round luster.

For a moment, I didn't know what to do. Just as I was about to let go of her hands, I didn't expect that this woman's fundamentals would be so poor. After fighting with me, she became so nervous that she immediately lost her balance and fell backwards.

Seeing this, I quickly stepped forward and placed an arm behind the woman's neck to support her. Then, I twisted my body to lead the woman into a 180 degree turn to help her regain her center of gravity. She firmly rested her head on my arm.

Just as I was about to let go of her hand, the veil on her face suddenly slides down.

What appeared before me was a beautiful girl's face. It seemed like the girl was around twenty years old. She was wearing a pure white dress with a band around her neck. Her hair was naturally orange-red in color. She had a high nose bridge, big eyes, and beautiful eyes.

She smiled, so innocently.

I was so enthralled by her sweet smile that I forgot about the exchange. Even though she had ambushed me, I could not imagine her as my enemy. There was no trace of hostility on her delicate and charming face. Her beautiful, large eyes flickered as though they were filled with countless secrets. So much so that I forgot to let go of her and just wrapped my arms around her neck and stared at her.

I am thinking, could she be Miss Itafini?

Based on her attire and temperament, there was almost no doubt about it.

"I'm not sure." The girl's delicate shoulders shook slightly, and she pulled her head away from my arms and stood up straight.

"You are Miss Itafini?" I knew she was apologizing for her appearance, smiled a little awkwardly, and spoke to her skillfully in English.

Looking at this beautiful white princess, I wanted to shake her hand in courtesy, but I didn't think that Miss Itafini would actually hug me with American etiquette. I was a little flattered that she was fragrant, but it was a scent completely different from that of a Chinese girl.

"I am Itafini." Itafini waved his hand and invited me to sit down, and took the lead to break the silence: "Mr. Zhao, are you surprised that I invited you to come here? Also, did I scare you just now? Knowing that your skills are incredible, you sure live up to your name by taking the liberty to try your hand at it. I know there's an idiom in your China called the friendly martial competition, am I right, Mr. Zhao? "

I was shocked, she actually spoke Mandarin!