"Just you?" Liu Qiang and Luo Qi burst out laughing, saying, "Then go on—show me a fight right now with my boss!" "Alright, let's fight! I'm actually afraid of your boss!" Gao Liang's determination was clearly on full display, and no matter how hard Deng the fat pig tried to pull him, he wouldn't budge. Zhou Chao chewed on his other piece of gum, snorted coldly, and narrowed his eyes into a thin slit, looking down his nose at this boy who stood only about 1.67 meters tall. At that moment, Liu Qiang and Wang Lei stepped close to Zhou Chao's ear and whispered, and immediately Zhou Chao's expression lengthened, turning his disdain into outright hostility. "Gao Liang! You're absolutely bold—daring to court my girl!" Zhou Chao's face tightened, his teeth clenching with force, continuing, "I'm asking you now—have you actually had anything with Zhang Yiping?" "Zhou Chao! I'm telling you clearly—I'm just a classmate of Zhang Yiping!" Gao Liang said with unwavering confidence. "Boss!" The day before, Gao Liang didn't show up for class, and Zhang Yупing also took a leave of absence! At this moment, Wang Lei didn't forget to add more details, deepening the tension between the two. "I swear! I truly have nothing against Zhang Yупing!" Gao Liang insisted firmly, for Gao Liang was most afraid of being wronged. Zhou Chao watched Gao Liang's expression carefully for a while, when suddenly Gao Liang heard a voice saying, "Master! You forgot something. I've brought it for you!" It was Ying'er's voice—so sweet and smooth, like milk tea, a sound he hadn't heard in a while. Gao Liang noticed that Ying'er was as charming as ever, her wings fluttering as she gracefully tossed something down from the sky. "Wow! It's a pink thing!" The crowd stirred excitedly, some shouting. "It's a girl's undergarment!" the crowd exclaimed. Just as Zhang Yупing had just managed to squeeze into the crowd, she saw it was hers. Without hesitation, she rushed over and took it right away. Everything became clear. Zhou Chao and everyone else had decided: Gao Liang and Zhang Yuping had already... Now Gao Liang truly felt like a person who had swallowed thick, bitter medicine—so bitter he couldn’t say a word. Zhang Yuping only realized how humiliated she was as she was constantly pointed at and criticized. Ah, Ying'er! You really are giving me a headache! "Master! I’ve given you all my belongings! I don’t owe you anything anymore!" Ying'er spoke with a bright, cheerful smile at this very moment—truly driving Gao Liang to the brink of fury. What on earth has happened to her brain? How can I have such a beautiful, angelic girl? "Gao Liang! You’ve actually slept with my wife! My junior colleagues! Surround him and make him lose his dignity!" As Zhou Chao spoke these words, three of his loyal allies instantly encircled Gao Liang, cutting him off completely. Zhang Yuping felt both shy and overwhelmed, tears welling up in her eyes with helplessness—because no matter how she tried to explain, everyone believed the so-called facts unfolding before them. That is, they had already made Zhang Yuping, wiping away tears, covered her face and hurried away amid people's murmurs and comments. As for Gao Liang, he had no heart to fight at all—his three attendants were quite skilled. After several rounds of punches and kicks, Gao Liang managed only to fend off the blows. The three attendants thought Gao Liang had given up and thus pressed harder, striking him with increasing force. Finally, Gao Liang launched a powerful "Jingang" punch, accompanied by a rushing wind, and with a sharp "Ah!" the blow struck Liu Qiang squarely in the left eye, inflating it like a panda's eye. "Ow!" cried Luo Qi, whose stomach was hit hard, clutching it tightly and groaning in pain as if being slaughtered. Liu Qiang and Luo Qi had previously worked alongside Gao Liang, but never realized his punches were this strong—now they were both astonished. Wang Lei swung a steel pipe toward Gao Liang, but Gao Liang's martial arts training at the Shaolin Temple proved invaluable—his eyes and hands moved swiftly, allowing him to nimbly dodge the blows. The steel pipe struck only empty air, leaving Wang Lei "Say that," he circled around Zhou Chao, who grew furious, his brows furrowed, shouting at Wang Lei, "You're not even touching him! Aim sharp! Hit him! If you don't, I'll handle it myself!" With Zhou Chao's outburst, Wang Lei's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He gasped, "Ah!" and the steel pipe became a streak of cold light, sweeping across Gao Liang. "Oh my God!" came a sharp cry. Everyone turned to see—wasn't it Gao Liang? When they finally made out who it was, they were stunned. It was none other than Zhou Chao, the once-impetuous, self-assured one. Zhou Chao clutched his lower body with both hands, his eyes bulging with pain. "Wow! It's the lifeline! Right on the lifeline!" Gao Liang felt a surge of satisfaction. Didn't you want to knock out the old guard's manhood? Now, you're going to feel what it's like when your manhood gets treated! Wang Lei, drenched in cold sweat and stiff as a statue, was fiercely kicked by Zhou Chao, who bit his teeth through the pain. Another cry of agony escaped him—this time, the kick landed squarely on his backside. Zhou Chao stormed, "For heaven's sake, what the hell am I doing? I'm going to blow your菊花!" Watching Wang Lei, his boss, being thoroughly embarrassed and pressed under the pressure of Zhou Chao's assault, tears welling up in his eyes yet unable to break free, Gao Liang felt absolutely thrilled. Gao Liang's three younger brothers—Fat Deng, Shy Yang, and Soft Wu—were inspired by their boss's outstanding performance. Not only had Gao Liang remained unharmed, but he had actually inflicted a serious blow on his opponent, especially on Zhou Chao, whose pride had been publicly humbled. Seizing the moment when their boss was at his peak of dominance and the opposition was being decisively weakened, the three brothers took the opportunity to settle accounts with the three former subordinates who had once tormented them. "Crack! Crack! Crack!" ", three resounding slaps landed squarely on Liu Qiang, Luo Qi, and Wang Lei's faces, while Fei-Zhuang Deng, Wěi-Zuó Yang, and Ru-Dan Wu—once the underdogs—now struck with satisfying force, each delivering a crisp slap to their respective opponents and shouting together, "I represent my lunar lord and have vanquished you!" Seeing that the three frontline warriors had received their due lessons, Gao Liang called out, "Stop!" and the three underdogs—Deng, Yang, and Wu—immediately halted, as if puppeteered. Watching Gao Liang's party walk off with confidence, Zhou Chao spat out a thick stream of saliva and fixed Gao Liang with a deadly gaze, saying, "Gao Liang! You upstart! Today, I've lost! But don't think this is the end—there's more to come! Watch this space!" "Boss! What now?" Liu Qiang and Luo Qi, having tasted the strength of Gao Liang's powerful punches, asked. "The hospital! Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness!" "Zhou Chao's penis was seriously injured. Liu Qiang and Luo Qi quickly supported him, enduring pain themselves. Wang Lei tried to go and make amends, but was kicked by Zhou Chao and scolded, 'You're blind! If you'd exerted just a little more force, I'd have ended up a eunuch! If I become a eunuch, I'll make your entire family—your ancestors—eunuchs!' 'I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! Boss!' Wang Lei pressed his hands firmly against his face, harboring deep resentment toward Gao Liang in his heart.