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Chapter 209 Yes, such a bloody hero saves beauty

Amo Alamuddin would never have thought that London's policing would become so bad.

On the way home from get off work, she got off the taxi in advance, stopped and bought a Starbucks, and could go home by just passing through a block. However, it was because of this path that something went wrong.

I met a group of teenage street gangsters wearing hoodies. Amo Alamuddin, who was lowering his hair and texting at the time, was pulled and pushed into the alley before he realized what was going on.

Listening to all kinds of discriminatory insults and exotic appearance, Amo Alamuddin saw the unhappy gaze of the gangsters, she knew that she had encountered a group of zunatics, especially when she noticed that one of them was holding an iron rod in her hand, which made her very scared.

Even though she was a lawyer, she could not intimidate these teenage rebellious children. She was about to be beaten, and Amo Alamuddin was so scared that she began to shout help, hoping that someone could rescue her.

"What are you doing?"

At this time, a loud shout scared everyone, including Amo Alamuddin, who fell to the ground and was frightened, and everyone looked in the direction of the alley at the same time.

I saw a tall and burly young man sitting on his bicycle, pointing his finger at them, and then another man with the same burly body stood in front of the young man.

When everyone was a little confused, the tall young man got off his bicycle and rushed into the alley without hesitation. When the female gangsters saw this, they were so scared that they immediately applied oil to the soles of their feet, threw away the iron rod and turned around and ran away. The young man refused to give in, picked up the iron rod, ran and chased after a few steps.

"hiss"

Amo Alamuddin looked at the tall back of the young man. At this moment, she was really grateful to the other party. In fact, if anyone else was waiting for help in the dark alley, he would find that a brave man who rescued him appeared and would definitely become the brightest knight in his eyes.

"Are you okay? Those little villains have already run away, aren't you hurting me? Do I need to take you to the hospital?"

Just when Amo was stunned, the tall young man had already run back quickly, squatted down and reached out to support her, and asked with great concern.

"Thank you... Thank you, I'm fine, thank you so much. If you didn't show up, I really couldn't imagine what would have happened. Hiss..."

Aimo's pretty face was slightly red, and he let the young man help him up, while saying thanks to the other party with great gratitude. However, as soon as he stood up, he was gasped by the severe pain from his feet. His face was lost and he almost fell again.

"careful!"

The young man quickly grabbed her waist and hugged her, and heard the other party say, "Your ankle may be sprained, don't move, this way, I'll take you out, take a taxi in front, and I'll take you to the hospital."

"Thank you...thank you."

Before Amo could finish his words, he was hugged by Arthur, a princess, and quickly walked out of the alley. The bodyguard standing at the entrance of the alley was just right at this time and the eyes of his boss were met by his boss.

"Is it okay?"

"It's nothing. The lady's ankle is twisted. You go to the front and stop a taxi and I'll take her to the hospital." Arthur said with his eyes blinking a few times.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Bell said nothing, turned around and stepped onto the bicycle, made a few gestures in the distance, and then rode his bike toward the intersection ahead.

"No need to go to the hospital. My apartment is on another street not far away. I'll go back to the apartment and contact my personal doctor." At this time, Amo's beautiful eyes flashed, and there was a red glow on his cheeks, and he said softly.

"That's it... it's good, I'll take you back." Arthur looked at the exotic beauty in his arms, and the two looked at each other and nodded with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you very much for your help. My name is Amo Alamuddin. I am a human rights lawyer. Haha, it's ridiculous. I have been running for human rights, but today I am besieged by a group of zumans. Can you tell me your name if your life savior?" Amo Plum slapped her slender eyelashes, and her beautiful eyes are bright and dazzling.

The reason Amo looked at Arthur was because when she saw Arthur's appearance clearly, she felt very familiar, but she never remembered that she had seen it anywhere.

"Hello, Miss Alamuddin, my name is Arthur Bolin. You can call me Arthur. My friends call me that, and I dare not be the savior. But I didn't expect that their disturbances to be so serious." Arthur said with a bright smile.

"Arthur Bolin?" When Amo heard the name, his black eyebrows frowned slightly and murmured softly: "This name is so familiar..."

Hearing Amo's muttering in his arms, Arthur couldn't help but chuckled: "I think you must have seen it in the newspaper. After all, this name has often appeared in the media during this period."

"By the way, I remember, Arthur Boling, the nobleman, the youngest billionaire..." Aimo's eyes lit up suddenly. After saying a few words, he saw Arthur shaking his head and laughing at her. She couldn't help but say apologetically: "Sorry, dear Count Arthur Boling..."

"Haha, don't call me that, just call me Arthur. I saw the taxi..." Arthur pretended to be helpless and smiled bitterly. Seeing the taxi being stopped, he couldn't help but speed up.

"You are a real gentleman." Aimo said softly with a pale face, but still showed a charming smile.

"Thank you." Arthur said with a smile, then hugged the beauty in her arms and came to the taxi that had been opened, put her carefully in the car, and then sat in the passenger seat and said to Bell: "I'll send this lady home safely..."

"Okay, boss, you go first, I'll arrive later." Bell whispered.

"Yeah." Arthur nodded, then turned around and smiled at Amo, "Amo, tell me the address."

Aimo nodded and told the driver about the address of the apartment. The driver immediately started the car and drove towards the block ahead.

The bodyguard standing in front of the bicycle, Bell shook his head and laughed. He was so lucky that he was still thinking about the other person before, but he didn't expect that it was just such a coincidence that he met again, and a classic drama of hero saving beauty was staged.

"Bell, where is the boss?"

At this time, Rolls-Royce and the full-size luxury SUV Escalade stopped in front of Bale. Two bodyguards got out of the car and looked at Bale and asked.

"Haha, the boss has gone to pick up girls... Okay, let's not talk about it, has the boss's bicycle loaded on?" Bell asked while pushing his bicycle to Escalade.

"In the car." Another bodyguard said, opening the trunk and helping Bell lift the bicycle and put it in the trunk.

Close the trunk, Bell sat in the passenger seat of Rolls-Royce, took out his cell phone and looked at the actual location of the location tracker, and said to the driver: "Let's go, the street in front."...

"Be careful..." After paying the fare, Arthur hurriedly walked around the other side of the car, opened the door, and was about to penetrate into the car and carried Amo out, but Amo in the car had already stretched out his feet and stepped on the ground.

"It's okay, help me, my foot is fine." Aimo's pretty face turned slightly red, and she had already arrived outside the apartment where she lived. She was really embarrassed to continue to let Princess Arthur carry herself upstairs. In that case, it would definitely cause many misunderstandings.

As if he saw Amo's concerns, Arthur did not force it, but smiled and carefully supported Amo out of the car, then supported Amo without hesitation, and walked carefully towards the front door of the apartment building ahead.

"Be careful...or I'd better carry you up."

As she was going up the steps, Amo's injured foot was stressed again. She frowned in pain. Arthur hurriedly stopped and suggested with a worried look on her face.

Aimo, who was a little pale in pain, didn't say anything, but just glanced at Arthur shyly. Arthur was not Xiaobai with low emotional intelligence. Without saying a word, he bent down and hugged Aimo again with a princess hugging her tall and slightly slim.

"Miss Alamuddin, what's wrong with you?"

When the security uncle in the apartment saw Ai, who was being held by a tall young man, he hurried forward to ask.

"Good evening, Peter, my ankle is sprained, my friend sends me back." Two faint red glow appeared on Amo's pale face, and he explained with a smile.

"Omg, this is really bad. I hope you can get better soon. I'll press the elevator for you..." The security uncle said with regret, turning around quickly toward the elevator.

"bite"

"Thank you." Arthur held Amo in his arms and nodded to the security guard with a smile.

"You're welcome, Miss Alamuddin, I hope you can recover soon."

"Thank you, Peter."

When the elevators closed, Arthur looked at Amo in his arms and looked at him. Amo's eyes dodged away. The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange. Arthur had nothing to say and said, "Does it still hurt?"

"It's much better. As long as you don't have any force, it's okay. But depending on the situation, I can only rest at home tomorrow." Aimo smiled helplessly.

"The most important thing is to recover the injury first. You can't hold on to this kind of sprain, otherwise it will be very troublesome..." Arthur advised with a serious expression.

"Thank you, thank you very much. If I hadn't met you today, the consequences would be unimaginable. When my injury heals, I'll treat you to a meal. Thank you very much." Amo looked at Arthur and said sincerely.

"Haha, okay, then I'll wait for your call. It's best to notify me in advance, so I can keep my appetite and eat you hard." Arthur joked.

"Hell... OK, what dish do you like to eat, Italian or French?" Aimo was amused by Arthur, and also diluted the embarrassment that the two had just had.

"Why don't you ask me about British food?"

"Haha, then I'll treat you to British food!"

"Ahem, forget it, British food has the most tragic fate, because the British are going to kill them twice...the first time is to take their lives, and the second time is to take their taste."

"Hahaha……"
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