Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang turned around, gave Pan Xiaoting a reassuring look, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, just close your eyes and count to dozens, then open your eyes again."

Pan Xiaoting was surprised and said, "Brother Lang, you are a professional fighter, please don't hit too hard. I don't want you to accidentally kill someone."

Lin Lang smiled slightly and said, "Be good, close your eyes quickly."

After hearing this, Pan Xiaoting looked at Zhao Chengkai and his gang and warned them, "Don't say I didn't warn you. My brother Lang is a triple fighting champion. If you don't want to be beaten black and blue, get out of here now."

The drunken Zhao Chengkai laughed, his eyes full of disdain, and said arrogantly: "Xiaoting, this pretty boy next to you is obviously a gigolo, and he is a fighting champion?"

"I really fucking laughed, hahahaha..."

Just as Zhao Chengkai was laughing so hard that he was bent over, Lin Lang's eyes suddenly became stern, and a murderous aura emanated from his body.

Lin Lang's figure was as fast as lightning, and he rushed to the bodyguard closest to him in one step.

Before the bodyguard could react, Lin Lang threw a fierce straight punch, hitting him accurately on the chin.

The punch was so powerful that the bodyguard was knocked flying backwards and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a while.

Upon seeing this, the other bodyguards rushed forward with roars.

Lin Lang was not in a hurry. He dodged a flying kick by one of the men by turning sideways, and took advantage of the situation to grab the man's ankle and twisted it hard. With a "click", the man fell to the ground with a scream, and rolled over in pain while holding his broken leg.

At the same time, Lin Lang used his other hand to block the heavy punch swung by another bodyguard, and then suddenly pushed his knee upward and hit the opponent's abdomen hard.

The bodyguard groaned, collapsed to the ground holding his stomach, and vomited his dinner due to the pain in his stomach.

In just a few seconds, three bodyguards lost their combat effectiveness.

Zhao Chengkai's laughter stopped abruptly, and a trace of fear appeared on his face. However, due to the alcohol and his usual arrogance, he still said stubbornly, "Don't... don't think you can scare me like this. All of you come at me together and beat me to death!"

Although the remaining bodyguards were afraid, they still gritted their teeth and surrounded them again at Zhao Chengkai's urging.

Lin Lang took a deep breath, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he moved flexibly, moving among the group of bodyguards like a ghost.

Every time Lin Lang attacked, there was the sound of bones colliding and the screams of his bodyguards.

Pan Xiaoting followed Lin Lang's request, closed her eyes and counted silently.

But the fierce fighting sounds continued to reach Pan Xiaoting's ears, making her heart hang in the air. When she counted to ten, she slowly opened her eyes and was stunned by the scene in front of her.

I saw several of Zhao Chengkai's bodyguards lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

Lin Lang stood in the same place, his breathing was steady, without even a trace of dust on his body, but there was still a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Zhao Chengkai's face turned pale, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground. He pointed at Lin Lang with a trembling hand and stammered, "You... you wait, I won't let it go like this."

Lin Lang pretended to shake off the non-existent dust on his left shoulder with his right hand, a pretentious gesture, and sneered, "Get lost."

Although Zhao Chengkai was unwilling, he could only leave in dismay, saying angrily: "I spent so much money to support you losers, but you can't even beat a pretty boy. Why don't you get up and leave quickly?"

The bodyguards, who were beaten black and blue by Lin Lang, fled out of the VIP billiard room like a group of stray dogs.

Lin Lang never took action against Zhao Chengkai from beginning to end. It was not because he was afraid of Zhao Chengkai's identity as a rich second-generation and the power behind him.

Lin Lang did not have the kind of soft-hearted "Saint heart". He snapped his fingers crisply, instantly summoned an invisible clone, and quietly followed Zhao Chengkai and his group out of the billiard room.

Lin Lang knew that just beating Zhao Chengkai up would be too easy for him, and he had to teach this arrogant rich second generation a painful lesson that he would never forget.

Seeing Zhao Chengkai and others being beaten badly by Lin Lang and fleeing in panic, Pan Xiaoting's face was full of admiration and stars were twinkling in her eyes.

"Wow, Brother Lang, you beat those bad guys away in no time, you are really amazing!"

Lin Lang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a faint smile, and replied calmly: "They are just a few minions, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Pan Xiaoting frowned slightly, with a trace of worry in her eyes, and said softly: "But Brother Lang, this Mr. Zhao from Taicheng Group does have some background in Changhai and has a wide network of contacts."

"You're at odds with him because of me, so isn't that equivalent to making enemies with the Taicheng Group? What if they cause trouble for you later?"

Lin Lang curled his lips nonchalantly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

"I'm not afraid of him! How dare this Zhao covet my woman? How can I let him go easily? No matter what his background is, if he dares to mess with me, I will let him know why the flowers are so red."

"Hehe...Brother Lang, I feel so safe with a fighting champion like you protecting me!"

Lin Lang had a sly smile on his face and gently embraced Pan Xiaoting in his arms again.

Lin Lang's eyes were as hot as a burning flame. He looked at Pan Xiaoting's clear eyes and said in a friendly and teasing voice, "Xiaoting, why are you still calling me Brother Lang?"

"I think I should call you husband instead?"

Pan Xiaoting's face immediately turned red after hearing this. She lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, and stammered shyly, "Isn't it too early to call me husband now?"

Pan Xiaoting's voice was so soft that it seemed like it could be blown away by a breeze.

Lin Lang looked at Pan Xiaoting's shy and cute appearance and couldn't help but find it very interesting. He laughed and said, "You have to call her sooner or later, so what's the harm in calling her in advance?"

"Baby, just call me husband and let me hear it."

As he spoke, Lin Lang gently pinched Pan Xiaoting's fair and delicate cheek, which felt soft and warm.

Pan Xiaoting became more and more embarrassed, and she snuggled into Lin Lang's arms like a shy kitten.

"No no no, I really can't say it now."

Pan Xiaoting twisted her pretty body, acting more and more coquettishly. As she spoke, she stretched out her little hand and gently hit Lin Lang's chest in protest.

Seeing that he couldn't hold back any longer, Lin Lang suddenly had an idea. A sly smile flashed across his face. He stretched out his hands to scratch Pan Xiaoting's waist and began to tickle her in a naughty way.

"Haha, if you don't call me hubby, I will keep tickling you." Lin Lang and Pan Xiaoting were playing intimately.

Pan Xiaoting was instantly overwhelmed by this sudden "attack" and laughed so hard that she fell backwards. Her laughter was as clear as a silver bell, echoing in the room.

"Brother Lang...haha...please stop it, it's so itchy, haha...you're scratching me so itchy, please stop it!"

Pan Xiaoting twisted her body to try to avoid Lin Lang's scratching under her armpits, while holding Lin Lang's wrists tightly with both hands to stop him, but she couldn't stop laughing.

However, Lin Lang had no intention of stopping. Instead, he became more aggressive and tickled Pan Xiaoting's hands more and more flexibly.

"I won't stop unless you call me husband."

Pan Xiaoting was so itchy all over from Lin Lang's tickling that she laughed until tears came out and her face was flushed from laughing.

Pan Xiaoting had no choice but to compromise and called out in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Husband..."

After hearing this, Lin Lang felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey, but he pretended not to have heard it clearly, "Speak louder, I didn't hear it."

As Lin Lang spoke, he pretended to reach out to tickle Pan Xiaoting again.

Pan Xiaoting was shy and anxious, her face flushed, she took a deep breath, and called out sweetly, "Husband!"

After calling Lin Lang "husband", Pan Xiaoting felt extremely embarrassed. She quickly buried her face in Lin Lang's arms and refused to lift it up again.

Lin Lang hugged Pan Xiaoting tightly, caressed her shoulders, and said jokingly with a smile: "Wife, are you shy?"

Pan Xiaoting couldn't help but blush even more, and she said coquettishly in Lin Lang's arms: "Hate it, who told you to call me wife?"

Lin Lang hugged Pan Xiaoting, whose body was burning hot, and said with a chuckle, "You call me husband, so of course I have to call you wife."

Pan Xiaoting felt happy after hearing this, but she pretended to be disgusted and complained: "Humph, you forced me to call you husband, and you called me wife, and it gave me goose bumps all over my body."

After hearing this, Lin Lang couldn't help laughing and said repeatedly: "Wife, wife, wife."

"Hey... Brother Lang, you are so cheesy!"

"I just agreed to date you, and you called me wife in such a cheesy way. Look, I have goose bumps on my arms." Pan Xiaoting looked so beautiful with her shy and cute look.

"If you don't like me calling you my wife, forget it."

As soon as Lin Lang finished his words of playing hard to get, Pan Xiaoting hurriedly said, "Don't!"

Then, Pan Xiaoting's face flushed, she lowered her head shyly, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Actually, I like you to call me wife."

"But, we can only address each other like this when we are alone. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing if others heard it."

After saying that, Pan Xiaoting raised her head and winked at Lin Lang mischievously, with a sweet smile on her lips, looking healing and charming.

After hearing this, Lin Lang held Pan Xiaoting's cheek and couldn't help but kiss her beautiful red lips.

Pan Xiaoting's lips are very soft and sweet, and they feel bouncy when you kiss them.

The more Lin Lang kissed Pan Xiaoting, the more excited he became. He deepened the kiss passionately, greedily hugging and kissing Pan Xiaoting as her body trembled.

Pan Xiaoting was a little shy at first, but was soon infected by Lin Lang's enthusiasm. She gently closed her eyes, unconsciously wrapped her arms around Lin Lang's broad back, and devoted herself to this romantic and passionate kiss.

Just as Lin Lang and Pan Xiaoting were kissing passionately, Lin Lang's invisible clone had already followed Zhao Chengkai and his group out of the gate of Baiwei Table Tennis Club.

Zhao Chengkai, who was somewhat exasperated, kept cursing Lin Lang as he walked, completely unaware that danger was approaching step by step and that he was about to start getting in trouble.