Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Unexpectedly, Lin Lang replied, "It's not my character to give in. I just said that I hit too hard. Before the fight, I have to make your Truman Group bodyguards wear combat protective gear. Otherwise, I will be embarrassed if I accidentally hurt them!"

Lin Lang's words were not very hurtful, but they were very insulting.

Chu Yiren, who was standing under the ring, raised her beautiful face and sneered, "Alang, you are too embarrassed to admit defeat directly, so are you deliberately stalling for time?"

Lin Lang replied with a face that deserved a beating: "In this commander's dictionary, there is no word like admitting defeat."

"I really hope someone can teach me how to write the word 'admit defeat'. It's a pity that the bodyguards of your Truman Group all look like big guys, but they are actually just little Karamis."

After hearing this, Chu Yiren said with a wicked smile: "Alang, you are courting death and stirring up hatred. If you were not my boyfriend, you would have been beaten black and blue by the bodyguards of the Truman Group and begged for mercy!"

"Hey..." The ten Truman Group bodyguards on the stage became unhappy immediately after hearing this, and couldn't help but start shouting angrily.

"Miss, you heard it. It's your boyfriend who deserves a beating. Don't blame us!"

"Yes!"

"Our Truman Group's bodyguards are either retired armed police, retired special forces soldiers, or retired athletes from the city's Sanda team. But in the eyes of the young lady's boyfriend, they are just little Karami?!"

"Then we little Karamis are going to learn how good our Prince Consort is at fighting!"

"That's right!"

"Miss, we have been very restrained. It was your boyfriend who provoked us first. He wanted to beat ten of us and mocked us for being little Karami. It seems that we must decide the winner today!"

"Hum~"

"We, the weak little Karami, also want to see how skilled the Prince Consort is. We, the bodyguards of the Truman Group, are not even worthy of his attention."

"Ah~"

"Originally, I didn't want to use my full strength and just fight a few moves to save some face for the Prince Consort. Now it seems that I was overthinking. It seems that all the brothers have to use their best skills and fight the Prince Consort with all their strength."

"Yeah!"

"Just now the eldest lady said to stop when the time is right, and I was going to let the prince consort down a bit, but I didn't expect that the prince consort is Long Aotian and we are Xiao Karami. It seems that the brothers don't need to let the prince consort down when fighting."

"Your Majesty, our Truman Group bodyguards are all professionally trained and don't need to wear combat protective gear. What's more, we are 10V1, so Your Majesty, you should wear some combat protective gear yourself!"

"The prince consort has such a handsome face. If we beat him up, the young lady will blame us."

"Hahaha..." everyone laughed.

Chu Yiren couldn't help laughing after hearing this. She cleared her throat and said with all her strength, "Alang, just talk nonsense. I know you are making a fool of yourself on purpose just to cheer me up."

"Now I have succeeded in making you laugh. Seeing you deliberately delaying time and pretending to be funny, I have already lost half of my anger. Please get off the stage!"

Lin Lang replied seriously, "Hey... Sister Yiren, are you underestimating your man?"

"I kindly reminded you, the bodyguards of the Truman Group, to put on combat protective gear and then line up to be beaten. At least they won't be injured by me. But they still refuse to accept the defeat. Isn't this like a dog biting Lu Dongbin? They don't know how to appreciate a good person."

"Wow... Your Majesty is getting more and more arrogant!"

"Yes!"

"Not only is the Prince Consort arrogant, he also mocks us all as dogs. Brothers, I can't stand it anymore. What should I do?"

"If you can't bear it any longer, you don't need to bear it any more!"

"Brothers, if we don't fight now, when will we fight?"

The ten bodyguards from the Truman Group on the stage all glared at Lin Lang on the ring, rubbing their hands together, eager to take action.

"Uh..." Chu Yiren tried to give Lin Lang a way out again and again, but Lin Lang kept provoking and adding fuel to the fire, making it difficult for Chu Yiren to stop him.

The tense atmosphere reached its peak.

Lin Lang suddenly raised his hand and said, "Wait! Brothers, don't be impulsive. Impulsiveness is the devil!"

"Haha..." Everyone laughed in unison, mistakenly thinking that Lin Lang had finally given in.

"Haha...Alang, you are so funny!" Chu Yiren squatted on the ground and laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.

"Alang, if you don't act in a comedy play, it's a waste of your acting skills. You're almost making me die of laughter!"

Chu Yiren laughed so hard that tears almost came out.

can not stop.

Chu Yiren couldn't stop laughing.

"Sir, we now finally understand your ability. This is the first time we have seen a man who can make our young lady so happy!"

"Yes!"

"We have never seen the eldest lady smile so happily without a serious face."

"That's right!"

"I have been a bodyguard for the Truman Group for ten years. This is the first time I have seen the young lady smile so brightly. We really admire the Prince Consort's ability to talk big!"

Lin Lang was mocked for talking nonsense, and replied unhappily: "What do you mean?"

"I just said, wait, brothers, don't be impulsive. Impulsiveness is the devil. I am kindly reminding you that if you fight me without wearing combat protective gear, it is like hitting a rock with an egg or trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm. Why would you seek bad luck and get yourself hurt?"

"Uh...Alang, you're starting to show off again!" Chu Yiren wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

The atmosphere, which had originally become relaxed, became tense and explosive again after Lin Lang's few words.

"Hey... Miss, did you hear me?"

"The Prince Consort is constantly provoking us and forcing us to take action!"

"It seems that if the brothers don't fight with the Prince Consort today, the Prince Consort will feel uncomfortable all over!"

"That's right!"

"Your Highness, when you say you want to move us here and there, isn't it just an excuse to buy time by letting us brothers put on combat protective gear before we start fighting?"

"it is good!"

"Then we brothers should listen to the Prince Consort, put on our fighting gear, and practice with him. Then he will have no excuse to delay, right?"

"Yeah!"

"Quickly bring ten sets of combat protective gear. Everyone, follow the instructions of the Prince Consort and put on the combat protective gear. I will see if the Prince Consort has any other reasons to continue to delay time."

Chu Yiren couldn't help laughing after hearing this and said, "Alang, let's see what other tricks you can come up with. I'm afraid I have to fight you this time!"

Lin Lang leaned on the side rope of the ring, threw a coquettish glance at Chu Yiren below the stage, and replied disapprovingly: "Fight if you want~ Who's afraid of who?!"

Chu Yiren smiled, but gently reminded him: "Alang, you should also wear combat protective gear! I don't want you to be beaten into a pig's head. If you cry, I will have to comfort you!"

Lin Lang replied arrogantly: "Only sissies wear combat protective gear. I am a real man. I can easily defeat ten people in one round."

After hearing this, Chu Yiren covered her mouth and laughed, "Alang, I will not submit to anyone but you when it comes to making enemies! I'm afraid you have never been beaten since you were a child, so you are so naughty, right?"

Lin Lang shook his hair exaggeratedly and replied proudly: "I just like the way they can't stand me but can't get rid of me."

The bodyguards of the Truman Group on the ring were putting on combat protective gear. When they heard Lin Lang mocking sissy men for wearing protective gear, they were so angry that they started to complain and express their dissatisfaction.

"Hey……"

"Miss, you heard it! The prince consort is madly stirring up hatred!"

"Yes!"

"When we beat up the Prince Consort later, please don't stop us, Miss!"

"I really want to know, with the Prince Consort's annoying personality, how did he survive until now?"

"Ha ha……"

"Brothers, we are not competing with you for the title of the Strongest Brawler. We have already put on our combat gear. Are you ready to fight ten people at once?"

Without waiting for Lin Lang to answer, Chu Yiren's smile suddenly stopped, and she said seriously, "Stop joking, dear. Be obedient and get off the stage. If you keep joking, it will not end well."

Lin Lang lay on the ropes beside the ring, looking at the beautiful Chu Yiren below the stage, and smiled gently: "Baby, are you so worried that I'll get hurt?!"

Chu Yiren blushed as she replied, "You're calling me, the big boss of the group, baby in front of so many bodyguards of the Truman Group. It's so embarrassing!"

"Hey, hey, hey~ Prince Consort, can you please wait until the 1v10 match is over before showing affection to the young lady?"

"Yes!"

"Miss, your boyfriend is stalling for time again. I don't think he dares to fight us. He's just talking nonsense!"

"That's right!"

"We have all put on our fighting protective gear, but Your Majesty is not starting the match yet. Do you think it's fun to play tricks on us?"

After hearing this, Lin Lang turned around and looked at the ten burly bodyguards on the ring. They were rubbing their hands and ready for a fight. It seemed that they couldn't wait to pounce on Lin Lang and beat him up to vent their anger.

So, Lin Lang shook his hands in a pendulum step, suddenly imitated Li Xiaolong's movements, and shouted "Ada" with an exaggerated expression, which caught the ten Truman Group bodyguards on the opposite side of the ring off guard.

"Hey...what the hell is Prince Consort doing?"

"Hahaha..." Chu Yiren laughed so happily.

"Ah Lang, you shouted 'Ah Da' and actually frightened them so much. You're almost making me laugh to death!"

"My stomach hurts from laughing so hard! Hehe..."

"Uh... Miss, we are not afraid of the Prince Consort. He was just imitating Li Xiaolong and yelling out for fun. We were caught off guard and got scared."

"Yes!"

"What's there to be afraid of if there are ten of us fighting one?"

"If anyone is afraid, it should be the Prince Consort!"

"Miss, if you shout start from the audience, we will beat the prince consort in a few minutes until he slaps his head in defeat and begs for mercy!"

After hearing this, Chu Yiren tried to suppress her laughter and said to Lin Lang on the stage, "Dear, playing is playing, but there are limits to pranks. Hurry up and get off the stage. If you keep playing, you'll really get beaten into a pig's head!"

Lin Lang unbuttoned his shirt and said arrogantly, "It's time for you to see my true strength."

Lin Lang threw the white shirt to Chu Yiren in the audience, revealing his muscular body, pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, bat muscles, plus steel-like biceps and triceps. The visual effect was very explosive, and it was obvious at first glance that these were not dead muscles trained in the gym.

This is what it means to look thin when dressed and have muscles when undressed.

Lin Lang exudes a powerful aura that shocks people. He has the momentum that one person can stop thousands of troops.

"Oh..."

The bodyguards of the Truman Group who had just been shouting wildly were surprised to see Lin Lang's muscular body, which revealed his arrogance. This created a sharp contrast with the visual effect of a pretty boy in a suit, and they were all secretly shocked.

The atmosphere on the ring suddenly became tense, and the smell of gunpowder was so strong that it seemed like it could explode without the need for sparks.

"Uh...Alang, you're not really going to fight ten people alone, are you?"

Chu Yiren held the shirt that Lin Lang threw off the ring in her hands, still unable to believe that Lin Lang was so brave that he could defeat ten thousand men at once.