Having finished speaking, Wang Xiaohu wore a sinister smile on his face.

His six imposing brothers also smirked and distributed themselves around the room.

Two of them blocked the doorway, making it clear that Liu Zhizhong and Luo Yanling had no escape.

Liu Zhizhong and Luo Yanling were shocked to hear this; they had not expected Wang Xiaohu to entertain such thoughts.

On the spot, Luo Yanling's face turned bright red as she angrily rebuked, "Wang Xiaohu, you son of a bitch, have you gone mad? You're a pervert, disgusting! He's my colleague, just seeing me home, nothing indecent like what you've concocted!"

In reality, she was also very afraid.

Yesterday morning, Liu Zhizhong had faced Wang Xiaohu one-on-one and had won.

But tonight, with these circumstances – not to mention Wang Xiaohu – these six sturdy guys, each over one meter eighty, were too much for a six-on-one fight. How could Liu Zhizhong possibly win?

Wang Xiaohu laughed coldly as if his nose felt a bit sore; he even covered it and said, "You say he's just a colleague; is that simply taken as truth? What if you two have already shared a bed? Enough with the crap; get on the couch with this pretty boy, strip down, hurry up! Don't force my brothers to use torture! Right now, this place is under my control; no one's going to care how loudly you scream."

Although Luo Yanling was a vixen and quite wild, she had not sunk to such a shameless level as to perform live "spring palaces" for others. But just as she was about to say something, Liu Zhizhong wrapped his arm around her and softly spoke into her ear, "Little Sister Luo, don't get worked up; leave this to me."

The magnetic tone of his voice was comforting to Luo Yanling; it felt as if her ears might get pregnant.

Not to mention the man's warm breath fluttering at her ear and neck, which gave her a tingling and itching sensation throughout her body.

Especially that embrace – his strong arms gave her a great sense of safety.

But Luo Yanling looked up at him and said, "Brother Zhizhong, are you sure about this? There are so many of them. It's hard to beat so many hands with only a pair of fists."

Liu Zhizhong smiled at her, a warm, sunny smile that was friendly and powerful, then he squeezed her shoulder, "Don't worry, it's fine, I'm someone who talks reason. Go sit on the big couch, Little Sister Luo, don't worry too much."

After finishing, he let go of Luo Yanling and pointed to the big sofa nearby – the one Wang Xiaohu wanted them to perform on.

Now Luo Yanling could only listen to him. She faced Wang Xiaohu with an icy expression and then sat down on the large sofa.

Wang Xiaohu chuckled, "Slut, you obediently sat down on the sofa, didn't you? One calls the other 'sister' and 'brother'; seems pretty intimate for just colleagues, huh? Who would believe that? As for this pretty boy..."

Saying this, Wang Xiaohu coldly appraised Liu Zhizhong and then continued, "You say you're someone who talks reason; what reason can you possibly have? Go on, enlighten me. If it's not good enough, you two can perform a live spring twice tonight, as I'm going to record it. If it's good, once will be enough."

He even gestured to one of his hulking men beside him. That guy pulled out a video camera and began fiddling with it.

Liu Zhizhong shook his head with a smile and spread his hands, "Ah, you really have a unique taste, quite an eye-opener for me..."

"Cut the bullshit! Get to the point and talk sense!" Wang Xiaohu shouted, pointing at Liu Zhizhong, full of seemingly murderous intent.

Liu Zhizhong had no choice but to say, "You're Little Sister Luo's ex-boyfriend, right? You've broken up, but she still recognized your face and let you into the villa?"

Wang Xiaohu sneered, "It's my villa; of course, I can enter. The facial recognition system – only I have admin privileges. Does that make sense?"

Liu Zhizhong nodded, "Yeah, it makes sense. So, I hope tonight you can transfer the admin system to Little Sister Luo. After all, she's been with you for three years, and the villa was originally in her name, right?"

"What bullshit are you spouting with your eyes wide open? Give up the admin privileges, based on what authority? Who the hell do you think you are?"

"I'm just someone who talks reason. So, I hope Mr. Wang will also follow the rules, give up the admin privileges, and from now on, stop harassing Little Sister Luo. She should have her own life, one that doesn't intersect with yours. Then, I and Little Sister Luo won't make a fuss about you breaking into the home uninvited. In this world, it's better to have fewer problems than more, right?"

Wang Xiaohu slammed his hand on the coffee table, making a loud noise that startled Luo Yanling.

"You think you have the nerve to make a fuss? Believe it or not, my brothers will beat you up first," he said.

Liu Zhizhong raised both hands, "Mr. Wang, violence can't solve problems. Let's talk, we can discuss this rationally."

Immediately, Wang Xiaohu and his underlings began to laugh arrogantly.

Wang Xiaohu cursed with a laugh, "You pretty boy, you're just a bookish coward! Someone as spineless as you couldn't even handle my little finger. Violence can solve problems sometimes, ha-ha! You little wimp, got any other reason to talk? If not, get on the bed... oh, the sofa! Otherwise, I'll resort to violence."

After saying this, he waved to the brother holding the camera, signaling him to get ready to record.

Liu Zhizhong shook his head, "Alright, my final reason is that I can try to solve this problem with violence too. I'm not just talking about you, Wang Xiaohu; I mean, all of you are trash!"