After Nangong Yan finished speaking and reached for high-light's delicate flesh on his arm, Gao Liang immediately turned to his colleagues, Lin Guojun and Wang Zhiqiang, for help. But they seemed completely oblivious, still chuckling and enjoying the show! Damn it—now even the boss's words are being ignored. Back at the security bureau, he'll make sure to give them a good dressing-down! As he was mentally planning this, Gao Liang suddenly cried out in pain again—Nangong Yan had actually delivered a strong, decisive pressure on his arm. Damn it, how rough and unrefined is this Nangong Yan! "Now, tell me—will you teach me?" Nangong Yan increased the pressure of her grip. "No, no!" Gao Liang wouldn't agree easily. With Nangong Yan biting down on her teeth and applying more force, Gao Liang was so painful that tears streamed down his face. He finally pleaded, "I'll teach you—I'll teach you!" "Ah, now this is my perfect boyfriend!" Nangong Yan was delighted. She boldly gave Gao Liang a flying kiss—something completely unexpected. Gao Liang had no idea Nan Gong Yan turned to Lin Guojun and Wang Zhiqiang, who were staring at her with wide eyes, and said, "What are you two looking at? Don't you want me to kiss you too?" "No, no! Not yet! Not with the lady!" both Lin Guojun and Wang Zhiqiang exclaimed at the same time. Gao Liang gave them a sharp look, and they rubbed their heads, looking puzzled. At that moment, Nan Gong Hai was most delighted—he saw his daughter so close and so amusingly playful with Gao Liang, so he reached out and took Gao Liang's hand and said, "Xiaolong, my daughter is just like this. Don't mind her!" "Of course, of course!" Gao Liang replied, naturally modest, while giving Nan Gong Yan a firm glare in his mind, thinking, "I'm a good man who doesn't fight women, but today there are simply too many people. I'll definitely take good care of you somewhere else!" Nan Gong Yan smiled with a look of contempt, as if to say, "Who's afraid of whom?" At that moment, Gao Liang's phone rang. He "Where are we going?" Nan Gong Yan asked. "It's nothing to do with you!" Gao Liang had already descended the stairs under the escort of his attendants, leaving Nan Gong Yan stomping her feet, exclaiming, "Gao Liang, you haven't even taught me how to play the game yet! This time you owe me! Next time, I'll have you pay double!" Gao Liang didn't respond—he hurried off in a determined stride. With a wave of his hand, the star suddenly had his thirty-some henchmen pack up their things and head off toward the destination. "Sir, Sir! Your phone's ringing!" Black-head held up a phone that was buzzing with calls and handed it to the star. As soon as the star glanced at the screen, the fierce expression on his face melted away, replaced by a humble, bowing demeanor. He listened intently to the call, nodding and bowing continuously, saying, "Yes, yes, I'll definitely handle it! High-light is definitely done for!" Then he turned back to Zhang Shijie and said, "Quick, quick—call High-light right away and have him come here immediately!" Under the star's pressure, Zhang Shijie, with trembling hands, dialed High-light's phone, saying, "High-light, there's an urgent matter at the company—come back right away!" After that, the star forcibly turned off Zhang Shijie's phone. So High-light hurried over. Ye Tong had not come to work for several days. Today, she arrived in a white dress, pure and elegant. Stan saw it and was overjoyed, waving to his brothers and saying, "Grab this beautiful girl and bring her in! She slipped away last time!" Lei and Hei stepped in front and behind, effectively blocking Leaf Tong as she entered the office. "What do you want from us?" "Our boss is really interested in you!" Lei smiled with a touch of nervous excitement. "Bring that beautiful girl up here!" Under Stan's instructions, Leaf Tong was pulled and pushed to stand before him. Stan gently supported her chin, marveling, "You're quite lovely—after all these years of playing with the glamorous women in the entertainment scene, I've grown tired of the same old acts. Today, you're going to give me a real treat!" "Our boss is truly blessed! A beautiful woman has just walked right into his office!" Lei praised. "Indeed! Indeed! Our boss is so fortunate!" Hei nodded with a thumbs-up. ... Now Stan's full attention was on Leaf Tong. Liu Qingsong grew concerned: if Gao Huang didn't show up, the beautiful woman would surely be wasted. Indeed, Ye Tong was just like a white lamb ready to be slaughtered—no matter how she struggled or cried, no one dared to step forward. Facing over thirty assailants, every employee at Hao Shi Su Fast Car Sales Company had grown afraid. "No, no!" she cried, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. The more the beautiful woman resisted, the more a sly smile spread across Xing Yang's face. "Rip!" Her blouse was forcibly pulled off, revealing the full, generous bust that lit up Xing Yang's eyes with even greater passion. He wiped a strand of saliva from his lips and beamed with delight, saying, "What a swell chest! I want to touch it!" As he reached out with his salty pork hand, just as Ye Tong had finished screaming, Xing Yang's hand suddenly drooped weakly, and then came a sharp cry of pain. Ye Tong and the others turned to see Gao Liang had arrived—he had thrown a red heart K card, which landed precisely on Xing Yang's arm, instantly drawing a steady stream of crimson blood. Stanley was truly surprised that Gao Liang could throw a card from over ten meters away and injure someone—after decades of fighting in the underworld, he had never seen anyone with such skill. He said nervously, "You've got it! You really have it!" As he spoke, his face turned stern, signaling thirty or so thugs to grab their weapons and join the attack. With so many people, Gao Liang's Chinese martial arts training proved invaluable—he delivered a series of left hook punches, right hook kicks, a spinning kick, and a sweeping leg move, knocking down several of them at once. "Grab my hands!" Under Gao Liang's instructions, Ye Tong tightly clasped his hands, but it was perilous, as one thug firmly held onto Ye Tong's waist, causing him to shout in distress. At the same time, a long, thick iron pole swept toward Gao Liang's back, and he completely forgot to dodge. "Gao Liang! Don't! Don't!" When Ye Tong was startled and gasped, a miracle happened—there was a clattering sound at her ears, and the tough guy holding the iron pole collapsed, the pole landing diagonally on the ground. What on earth? When Gao Huang turned around, he saw Lin Guojun had saved him. At the same time, the tough guy who had been holding Ye Tong’s waist released his grip—his head had been struck hard by Wang Zhiqiang. The scene was chaotic. Ye Tong, overwhelmed with shock, tipped sideways and fell with a soft thud, landing into a broad, warm embrace. A pleasant masculine scent filled her senses, and she felt deeply enchanted. In this man’s arms, she felt utterly safe. Indeed, the other tough guys launched furious attacks. Thanks to the solid support of Lin Guojun and Wang Zhiqiang, Gao Huang moved with the ease of Chinese martial arts, and no one could manage to reach her. "Hug me tightly, and hold onto my shoulders!" "Highlight said to Yeting in his arms, and Yeting followed his lead. With a 'ah!' exclamation, Highlight spun around three hundred and sixty degrees, and Yeting's crystal-heeled shoe tip—like a sharp blade—rained down upon the faces, eyes, and heads of the surrounding thugs. 'Ah! Ah!' cries followed one after another, and the thugs' faces were left bloodied and torn. Star's left eye, Lei's right cheek, and Black Head's forehead all took sharp blows, so intense that tears streamed down their faces. 'Wow! Highlight is amazing! Highlight is amazing!' the cries rose continuously, filling the air with fear. 'You want to move the older women? Never!' Highlight repeated a classic line he once said to Peter. At that moment, he thought of Dianming. 'We're scared! We're scared!' Star, Black Head, and Lei pleaded. 'Get out! Get out of here, quickly!' Highlight roared, furious. Steve, Lei, and Hei all felt the strength of Gao Liang and Lin Guojun, Wang Zhiqiang, and fled in panic, stumbling and gasping, like a beaten grey wolf, tail between its legs, rushing away.