"Great! Great!" The two beautiful women, eager to embrace Chinese kung fu, readily agreed. Unaware of it, a sly smile played on Lu Kebei's lips: "Chinese kung fu? Chinese kung fu? It's already been carried all the way to the afterlife by Lee Lee-chung! Since you insist on learning it, I shall be your teacher!" That evening, Lu Kebei summoned the two women to his residence, claiming he wanted to teach them Chinese kung fu. As soon as the two women stepped into Lu Kebei's room, the automatic door closed behind them. Indeed, Lu Kebei, an internationally renowned director, was able to project a 3D image that filled the entire wall. In the 3D scene, Lu Kebei himself portrayed Lee Lee-chung, performing the movements of Chinese kung fu with grace. The two women were utterly amazed by his commanding presence and performance as soon as they entered. In fact, this was a digital synthesis technique performed by Luke Bel, a form of image transplantation and overlay that perfectly embodied Li Lianhong's various movements onto his own body. The two women, watching the dazzling display of Chinese martial arts, immediately admired Luke Bel. "It's truly incredible! Director Luke Bel, you've managed to perform Chinese martial arts so brilliantly!" They expressed their deep admiration. Luke Bel felt immensely pleased—clearly, deceiving these women had been easy, a technique he often employed. "Would you like to learn Chinese martial arts from me?" he said to the two women, in a captivating tone. Of course, they wanted to. They kept following up on him, insisting on learning. Deliberately, Luke Bel removed his shirt, revealing his rather unattractive, lumpy flesh—after all, he was nothing but a plump pig, with no developed muscles at all. "Just follow my example and take off your shirts!" To practice Chinese kung fu, you need to be as bare-chested as Bruce Lee!" Indeed, Luc Bel is quite a romantic, even though he was harshly criticized—his head was nearly disabled when hit by a chandelier, his eyes turned into panda eyes, and his face was severely deformed. Yet, after the incident, this romantic still couldn't help looking lustfully at the other two beautiful women. He was just like a starving wolf gazing quietly at two pure, white sheep. The two women exchanged glances, but ultimately decided not to remove their tops. Yet Luc Bel remained completely relaxed. He offered them bottled Coca-Cola, calmly said, "Actually, I was just making a joke—to help you relax your bodies so you can better learn Chinese kung fu! Look, aren't you both thirsty? Have a drink to quench your thirst!" He opened one himself and took a long, hearty sip. Seeing that Luc Bel had drunk, the two women began to open their bottles and take sips as well. Luc Bel saw them take the drinks, a barely perceptible, sensual smile playing on the profoundly altered lines of his face. Luc Bel continued to boast about his in-depth study of Lee Lee's Chinese martial arts, performing with great earnestness right there on the spot. He possessed a particular technique: it didn't matter whether he actually practiced Chinese martial arts, what mattered was that he had mastered a kind of transplantation and grafting method—able to project the three-dimensional footage of Lee's genuine martial arts onto himself. "Wow! Amazing! Chinese martial arts are truly incredible! I want to learn! I'd like to study under you!" the two women were thrilled. Luc Bel felt immensely proud, and as he listened to their admiration, he began untying his belt. Only then did the two women notice Luc Bel's steadily advancing, lustful gaze, his persistent advances. "Miho! My head is spinning!" "Shizuko! We've been fooled! He's a lusty man! My head is also spinning!" Meiho and Shizuko were now standing unsteady, while Lukabel's face flushed with lust. He reached out, his hand brushing toward the tender chests of the two stunning women. Meiho and Shizuko had no strength left to retreat; though they tried to call out, their voices were choked, hoarse, and they could neither retreat, resist, nor cry out. They were mere lambs, helplessly submitted to the advances of the lustful predator. Oh, what a treat! Today, I'm finally going to double-dip with two truly beautiful women—Lukabel hasn't done that in a long time. Though he spends every night with his third-tier stars, his ordinary beauties, he's still a beast—always seeking fresh prey, and especially two truly elegant Japanese women. Damn, Japanese beauties! Chang Jingkong had seen it so many times—her mind was always filled with the passionate scenes of Japanese AV actresses. Luk Bel was a devoted fan of Chang Jingkong and deeply attached to her. This time, however, through the lens of his passion, he saw Mei Eiko and Jing Zuo as two incarnations of Chang Jingkong—two exquisite, delicate Japanese beauties, perfectly poised and fresh. He wanted a double flight! The man quickly accelerated, leaping forward, but Luc贝尔 failed to make contact with the tires, furious. He pulled out his pager and barked at his bodyguards, "The target's out! Do everything in your power! Hang on!" Outside, a scene unfolded. A group of over a hundred white and black personnel, each armed with portable rocket launchers, had their rockets locked firmly onto the motorcycle. "Hang on to that guy! He must have slipped in!" "If my hunch is right, that's Gao Liang! Only Gao Liang would dare act so boldly!" Luc贝尔 raised his telescope and saw the man's face inside the motorcycle helmet in the distance. Luc Belier naturally knew that Gao Liang was currently in full swing, assembling a team to film "The Money Empire: The Chaotic Blossom, Season One," an action film—remarkably, one that had even drawn in the American public's beloved goddess, a star who typically avoided the film industry altogether. Luc Belier clearly felt a sense of pressure, as the public goddess's influence now surpassed that of the Hollywood beauty Hedy. Due to the launch of multiple versions of The Need for Speed, Daimona has served as a spokesperson for several of them. To enhance engagement, Daimona's image has also appeared in various promotional videos and clips produced by Electronic Arts. Daimona exudes sensuality without being overly casual—she is radiant and captivating, and her portrayal as the lead heroine in the game has won the passionate affection of countless fans. Many memorabilia feature her heavenly, radiant smile. Daimona has a perfectly proportioned figure, with soft, flowing golden hair that cascades down her shoulders, a youthful glow emanating from her oval face, and sparkling sapphire eyes that shine with a captivating light. Particularly notable are her full, well-developed breasts, which rise like two lush hills, with deep, natural contours between them, complemented by a flat, toned abdomen, a broad and round posterior, and long, smooth, elegant legs. Her voice is lively and melodious, like a heavenly melody. This elegant, well-rounded beauty has won the top prize in the nationwide U.S. talent competition. At the same time, during her endorsement campaign for Electronic Arts' "Need for Speed" brand, she significantly elevated the company's image. Currently, as President of Electronic Arts, Gao Liang is reorganizing the company and integrating it into myGodGame Group, making Dai Mengna the beauty ambassador of myGodGame Group. She has also joined myGodGame Film Group, directly representing the group's cinematic excellence and launching its presence in Hollywood. This poses a significant threat to renowned U.S. director Luc Bel, who resents Gao Liang. He believes that as long as Gao Liang remains alive, no matter how successful Dai Mengna becomes, she will still not pose a substantial threat to him. After all, Dai Mengna is at best a beauty ambassador in the gaming industry and cannot claim a leading position in Hollywood cinema.