Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

The retired bodyguard of the city Sanda team fought 1V1 with Lin Lang. He used all his strength and started with a set of advanced Sanda combination punches, left and right straight punches, swinging punches and side kicks. However, Lin Lang dodged the opponent's attacks easily.

Lin Lang did not fight back, but sneered and said jokingly: "Come again!"

The retired bodyguard from the city's Sanda team gritted his teeth, glared at Lin Lang, stepped forward, and tried his best to throw left and right straight punches, low whips and straight kicks, but he still failed, as Lin Lang nimbly avoided all his attacks with his butterfly steps.

Lin Lang smiled wickedly and said jokingly: "Continue!"

The retired bodyguard of the city Sanda team could not bear the provocation and organized an attack again, using an extremely ferocious combination of front low whip kick + back straight punch + front high whip kick Sanda skills, and finally used a killer spinning punch, intending to turn around and knock out Lin Lang with a punch that caught him off guard.

However, the retired bodyguard of the city Sanda team thought too much, and Lin Lang predicted his prediction.

Lin Lang blocked the attack with his elbow and then used the soul-breaking butterfly elbow. With a "pop" sound, the retired bodyguard from the city's Sanda team was knocked unconscious by the elbow before he could even see how Lin Lang made the attack.

If the opponent was not wearing combat protective gear on his head, he would have been sent to hell by Lin Lang's violent soul-breaking butterfly elbow.

Lin Lang looked at the last bodyguard on the ring, who was sent to sleep by his elbow and was lying on the ring "snoring". He couldn't help but sneer proudly: "Young people are good, they can fall asleep anytime and anywhere!"

"I'm sorry about your ultimate Sanda move, the spinning punch, which takes too long to charge up!" Lin Lang performed the finishing move of Bajiquan.

Chu Yiren was shocked and said, "Uh... Alang, you didn't control your strength and killed someone with a butterfly elbow, did you?"

Lin Lang raised his lips and smirked, "I only used 30% of my strength, so I showed mercy and just knocked him out. No problem, pinch his Ren Zhong and he will wake up!"

"Uh..." Chu Yiren wiped the cold sweat from her forehead after hearing this.

"DiDi Di Di Di Di Di Di Di Di..."

The stopwatch of the match rang, indicating that Lin Lang had knocked out ten Truman Group bodyguards in one round within three minutes, including the time he spent pretending to be cool.

"Oh..."

The Truman Group bodyguards who were watching the fight from the audience were all stunned and exclaimed in amazement.

"Fuck!"

"The last elbow strike of the Prince Consort is the most deadly Soul-Breaking Butterfly Elbow among the nine magic elbows in traditional martial arts, right?"

"Yes!"

"As long as you can master the Soul-Severing Butterfly Elbow, you can kill someone with one elbow in a fight, get a pair of silver bracelets, and a free bullet. Then you can just wait to be shot for the murder."

"Uh……"

"Luckily, the Prince Consort only used 30% of his strength, and our men were wearing combat gear on their heads. Otherwise, such a ferocious Soul-Severing Butterfly Elbow would have been too fatal!"

"It's unbelievable!"

"Clothes!"

"I am sincerely convinced!"

"Your Highness has broadened our horizons today. There is always someone better than you!"

"Oh my God!"

"Isn't the young lady's boyfriend the apprentice of treasure appraiser Zhou Zhongdang? This is the first time I've seen such a capable treasure appraiser!"

"Yes!"

"Didn't they say that the Prince Consort is a pianist?"

"Aren't pianists' hands so valuable that they need insurance?"

"Why is it that the eldest lady's pianist boyfriend is so fierce in a fight? Isn't he afraid of getting his hands hurt?"

"Maybe it's because he's skilled and brave!"

Then, Lin Lang stood on the ring, holding the side rope, and looked at the Truman Group bodyguards below the stage and challenged them: "Anyone else wants to fight with me? I can let you have one hand."

The whole scene was silent. The bodyguards from the Truman Group in the audience looked at each other. No one dared to challenge Lin Lang.

Lin Lang's terrifying strength frightened the bodyguards of the Truman Group, and they were full of awe towards him. Even when Lin Lang threatened to give up a hand, no one dared to go up to the ring to fight.

"Alang, I think you are a little too proud! Let me fight with you!" Chu Yiren walked onto the stage with a strong aura.

Lin Lang, who was still very arrogant in the last second, switched to puppy mode in the next second and said with a smile: "Stop it, dear, do you still want to avenge the bodyguard who was beaten?!"

Chu Yiren raised her beautiful little face and said provocatively: "Didn't you just threaten to let one hand hit you? Why don't you dare to let one hand fight with me?"

Lin Lang replied sweetly: "Sister Yiren, you are my sweetheart. I hold you in my hands for fear of dropping you, and I hold you in my mouth for fear of you melting. How can I bear to fight you?"

Chu Yiren snorted with disdain, "The most capable fighter in our Truman Group is only this young lady left. You are so arrogant that you let one hand fight you. Are you bullying us because there is no one left in the Truman Group?"

Lin Lang took Chu Yiren's hand, shook her arm, and said coquettishly: "Dear, can I stop pretending? Hehe..."

"Uh..." The bodyguards from the Truman Group in the audience were all stunned by Lin Lang's sweet, pretentious and cute actions.

It turns out that controlling the domineering and beautiful chairman is a complicated and technical job.

"Bang..."

Chu Yiren suddenly used a shoulder and neck throw, catching Lin Lang off guard and throwing him to the ring. She choked Lin Lang with a naked choke and said with a sly smile: "Who is better, you or me?"

In order to cheer Chu Yiren up, Lin Lang deliberately fell to the ground on the stage and screamed, "Oh my! Sister Yiren, you almost broke me apart. Of course you are so powerful!"

"Hehe..." Chu Yiren smiled sweetly.

"Haha..." The Truman Group bodyguards in the audience burst into laughter.

"It turns out that the Prince Consort is controlled by his wife!"

"Yes!"

"Just now, the Prince Consort was on the ring, chasing ten people and fighting them alone. He was so arrogant, but when the young lady got on the stage, she became cowardly in an instant. He really loves his wife!"

"That's right!"

"It seems that our eldest lady is so majestic, domineering and handsome!"

"That's right!"

"Just now, the prince consort was using Bajiquan to kill everyone, looking so majestic. But in front of the young lady, he became powerless and let the young lady hug him and throw him. His fighting strength fluctuated, which seemed a bit fake!"

"Haha..." everyone laughed.

Facing the laughter and ridicule from the Truman Group bodyguards, Lin Lang borrowed a line from the movie "Ip Man" and replied: "What do you know? I'm not afraid of my wife, I respect her!"

Chu Yiren smiled happily after hearing this and reached out to pull Lin Lang to stand up.

"Uh... Sister Yiren, you won't repeat your old tricks and throw me down again, right?"

Chu Yiren smiled and said, "I won't throw you down! If I hurt you, I'll be sad too!"

"Hehe..." Lin Lang pulled Chu Yiren's hand and stood up from the stage.

However, just as Lin Lang stood firm, Chu Yiren suddenly used a head-over-chest throw, and with a "bang" Lin Lang was thrown to the ground on the ring again, causing Lin Lang to scream in pain while being knocked dizzy.

"what……"

"My dear, you are going to make me a fool!"

It is worth mentioning that when Chu Yiren performed the headfirst chest throw, she deliberately protected Lin Lang's head with her hands. This action was very heartwarming, as she was afraid of accidentally injuring Lin Lang's cervical vertebrae.

To put it bluntly, it was just fun and joking. Chu Yiren used fighting techniques to throw Lin Lang down, but it was just a little game between lovers. She knew her limits and would not really hurt her boyfriend Lin Lang.

Lin Lang pretended to be in pain and lay on the ring, complaining with an exaggerated expression: "You smashed my butt into eight pieces. Sister Yiren, didn't you just say that you wouldn't smash me again?"

Chu Yiren couldn't help but laugh and replied: "Haven't you heard that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie?!"

"Uh..." Lin Lang was speechless.

Then, Chu Yiren reached out her hand again to pull Lin Lang up.

This was the third time Chu Yiren had stretched out her hand, and Lin Lang was fooled and fell the first two times.

Lin Lang lay on the ring in melancholy, holding Chu Yiren's hand, and said sadly: "Once again, twice, but not three times, dear, you can't throw me down again this time, right?"

Chu Yiren smiled evilly and said, "Who knows? Just give it a try!"

Lin Lang pulled Chu Yiren's hand and stood up from the ring. Before he could stand firmly, Chu Yiren used a kick to throw him to the ground again, and he fell to the ground unexpectedly.

"Woooo..."

Lin Lang lay on the stage, pretending to cry, and said in a cute way: "I can't get up, I'm angry! Woo woo..."

Chu Yiren squatted on the stage and laughed until her stomach hurt.

"Uh..." The bodyguards of the Truman Group in the audience were all dumbfounded. They never expected that Lin Lang, who had just fought ten people alone, could do such a cute and cool thing. The contrast was so great that everyone was stunned.

Then, Chu Yiren suppressed her smile and stretched out her hand again, trying to pull Lin Lang up.

Lin Lang held Chu Yiren's hand without hesitation.

Chu Yiren couldn't help but laugh and asked, "You held my hand without hesitation. Aren't you afraid that I'll throw you down again after I pull you up?"

Lin Lang pulled Chu Yiren's hand and stood up from the ring. He hugged Chu Yiren's slender waist and said affectionately: "At any time, I will believe in you unconditionally!"

"Even if I know that you will do something mean to me and throw me down again, I will still hold your hand without hesitation, because I love you!"

Chu Yiren felt warm at heart after hearing this. She was too embarrassed to hug Lin Lang in front of the Truman Group bodyguards. She restrained the urge to kiss Lin Lang and asked with affectionate eyes, "Silly boy, did I hurt you?"

Lin Lang replied with an exaggerated expression: "It hurts! It hurts so much!"

Chu Yiren felt a little distressed after hearing this, but she couldn't help but laughed and replied, "Nonsense! No matter how much it hurts you when I fall, how can it be more painful than you using Bajiquan's killer move to knock out our Truman Group's bodyguard?!"

"Uh..." Lin Lang scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

Then, Chu Yiren ordered: "Send the injured bodyguard to the hospital for treatment immediately. During the recovery period, he will receive triple salary and bonus. At the same time, the company will provide work injury compensation according to the severity of the injury."

"Yes, Miss." The bodyguards of the Truman Group responded and did as instructed.

Lin Lang shrugged apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Sister Yiren! I hurt your group's bodyguards with my fists and feet."

Chu Yiren replied after hearing this: "Being a bodyguard is a profession with both risks and benefits. As long as the money is in place, it's not a problem!"

"Okay!" Lin Lang smiled wickedly.