Miss Zhang of the Zhang Family, she's never suffered a loss since she was little!

All she had lost to Liu Zhizhong, including her fair body, couldn't have been for nothing!

Then, when Liu Zhizhong wanted to restore her as a WeChat contact, she complied.

She demanded that Liu Zhizhong not block her number, to which he also agreed.

Liu Zhizhong was even more outrageous, demanding that she grant his license plate access to the private underground parking garage entrance at Tianrun Villa, and Zhang Qixiang conceded to that as well, saying she would enter it upon returning.

Liu Zhizhong said, "I want the elevator password from your villa's basement to the house above," and Zhang Qixiang had no choice but to give that too.

Liu Zhizhong was absolutely thrilled, hugged Zhang Qixiang tight, and planted a deep kiss on her before shamelessly whispering in her ear, "Sister Qixiang, from now on, we are a tightly bound community of fate. You are me, and I am you. Through wind and rain, I'll be waiting for you in your villa!"

After that, he groped her beautiful chest, kissed her ear again, and acted like the extremely shameless Demon King.

Zhang Qixiang let out an "Ah!" in a half coy, half embarrassed manner that was truly endearing!

She even coquettishly scolded, "You dog, all you know is how to bully women! Don't rub my chest; you made it hurt just now... and my ass... ah... you bastard!"

Speaking, she started screaming.

Because Liu Zhizhong had grabbed her 'vital parts' again and also squeezed her beautiful, elastic behind, both of which were already sore!

As for Liu Zhizhong, after he had his fun, he dashed off, leaving Zhang Qixiang stomping her feet in rage.

This son of a bitch, I'll definitely not let you off!

Then, the two of them left Baihua Forest together.

Zhang Qixiang resumed her air of nonchalance, and her face took on a chilly, arrogant look again.

Liu Zhizhong, acting as if nothing had happened, followed by her side, also secretly astonished. This woman's psychological fortitude was really something. I made her cry already, and now she's putting on these high and mighty airs.

In a short while, as they walked on, eight retired Special Forces soldiers approached them.

Suddenly, Zhang Qixiang picked up speed, darted behind these minions, then turned around, pointed at Liu Zhizhong, and cursed, "Beat him up for me! No need for guns, just use sticks and daggers! I'll take care of any trouble! They sent four the other day; today there are eight, I refuse to believe I can't take him down!"

Holy crap...

Liu Zhizhong paled with fright, retreating about ten meters, and as he saw the ex-Special Forces coming at him with batons, he exclaimed, "Sister Qixiang, you're not keeping your word? I deleted everything you asked me to delete, and now you're flipping on me?"

His inner thought: Damn it, the Zhang Family is really a bunch of backstabbers! Unreliable, unreliable!

Zhang Qixiang crossed her hands over her chest, looking more haughty than ever, her face now a mask of severity, "I'm a woman, what's wrong with changing my mind so quickly? If you say one more word beyond what's necessary today, I'll have them shoot you dead! Do you think I'm so easy to bully? Huh, your death sentence might be spared, but living punishment is unavoidable for you! I want them to beat you so badly you can't stand, and my little whip is ready too. I'll make sure you're strung up on that birch tree and flogged until you're covered in wounds, then douse you in alcohol to disinfect you."

Saying that, she indeed pulled a pretty little whip from her purse, whipped it through the air a few times, making whistling sounds!

Liu Zhizhong got this eerie feeling; this woman was really ruthless!

He took a deep breath and said, "Since that's the case, I have nothing more to say. How about we make a bet?"

"A bet on what?"

"If your eight men can't take me down without shooting, and I lose, I'm willing to be beaten black and blue and doused in alcohol. But if they are taken down by me, you'd still have to keep your promise, okay?"

As soon as she heard this, Zhang Qixiang sneered, "You're utterly ignorant of your impeding doom. I'll take that bet with you!"

One of the subordinates couldn't bear it any longer, pointed at Liu Zhizong and said, "Arrogant bastard, today I'll break your arms and legs! Brothers, go!!"

Immediately, eight robust men charged towards Liu Zhizhong, brandishing their batons.

Seeing this, Liu Zhizhong turned and ran like the wind.

The eight men were not willing to let him go and gave chase.

But Liu Zhizhong quickly darted into Baihua Forest, where he suddenly had the advantage.

The forest was dense, making it difficult for the eight men to wield their long batons effectively.

On the other hand, Liu Zhizhong was agile and elusive, rendering them virtually impotent. They were forced to ditch the batons and draw their daggers, determined to make him bleed.

However, at that moment, Liu Zhizhong picked up a baton and, keeping his distance, managed to take on all eight without a problem.

In less than five minutes, he had beaten the eight men miserably, almost to the point of breaking their arms and legs. While they didn't suffer broken bones, they were hit hard on their limbs, and the pain made it difficult for them to even get up and walk.

Those retired Special Forces soldiers were true tough guys. They were hurting, sure, but they just groaned in pain without crying out, losing the fight but not their composure.

And they were surprised to find such a skilled fighter in the mortal world; their faces bore the pain, and it was excruciating.

After Liu Zhizhong finished the job, he ran off, leaving them to recover slowly before returning home.

Meanwhile, Zhang Qixiang waited impatiently, casually flicking her whip, anticipating the victorious news from her subordinates.

Little did she know, Liu Zhizhong circled around in Baihua Forest and came up behind her, wrapping the baton around her neck from the back, pulling her close into his arms, and giving Zhang Qixiang quite the scare.

He whispered tenderly into Zhang Qixiang's ear, "Sister Qixiang, are you seriously asking for it? Didn't I please you just now? Believe it or not, I'll press you down right here on this grass and do it again in front of your beaten troops."

Zhang Qixiang was devastated, never imagining that this damn devil would win again.

Oh God, how could he be so tough?

It was then that one of the subordinates emerged from the Baihua Forest first, pulled out his handgun, chambered a round, aimed at Liu Zhizhong, and barked, "Let go of Mr. Zhang, or I shoot!"

Zhang Qixiang jumped at the opportunity and quickly yelled, "Shoot him! Kill him!!! I'm really fed up with him!!!"