"Don't kneel! Xiaoquan! Whatever you do, don't kneel! If you kneel today, you'll never be able to lift your head in front of that beast for the rest of your damn life!"

"That's right! Xiaoquan! What Qiang said is right! You absolutely can't trust anything that guy says!"

"He's just playing you! Can't you see that?"

The survivors were trying to persuade him with words coming from all directions, and for a moment, the whole tent felt like a bustling market, lively and noisy.

The short man observed everything coldly, thoroughly enjoying the reversal of the situation, and all his previous annoyances dissipated due to the current developments.

Tang Xiaoquan remained standing still, his eyes fixated on the ground as if something there was drawing his soul, making it impossible for him to look away even for a second.

"Sigh~" The short man sighed, feigning a look of pity, as he leaned lewdly into Wei Yang's ear, greedily licking her earlobe. Then, in a taunting tone, he whispered, "See, this is the true face of your 'little sweetheart'! You really think he'd give up everything for you? Hahaha, let me tell you, he just wants to get your body!!"

"You!... Don't try to provoke me!!" Suddenly raising his head, Tang Xiaoquan's eyes were bloodshot red: "I only ask you one thing, if I kneel, can you guarantee your promise?"

A slight pause, it was clear the short man was startled by Tang Xiaoquan's abrupt change, but he quickly recovered his composure. Once calm again, he immediately gave a firm reply: "Of course! I always keep my word! As long as you kneel, as long as you admit your mistake, I see no reason to make things difficult for you! Besides, all I want to do is test your feelings towards the woman. Anyway, I've said what needs to be said, and I've answered what needs to be answered! Now, man up, stop beating around the bush. Tell me, will you kneel or not?"

"Remember your promise!!"

"No, Xiao Tang! You can't kneel!"

Seeing Tang Xiaoquan's body slightly lower, Wang Qiang panicked, Dazhuang panicked, and Wu Chao and Wen Quanxin panicked too.

They wanted to rush forward to stop him, but the short man's three accomplices blocked their way, leaving them powerless to aid Tang Xiaoquan, who was within arm's reach.

Wei Yang was even more anxious, like an ant on a hot pan. She struggled desperately, shouting, hoping to break free from the short man's grasp.

Because she knew the man in front of her was kneeling for her, and she understood what kneeling meant to a man, she didn't want to witness such a scene, nor did she want the man in front of her to suffer such humiliation because of her.

However, how could the frail her be a match for the short man? Moreover, he seemed to be well-prepared, holding her tightly with arms like iron clamps, whispering taunts into her ear:

"Hehe, look! **! Look closely! Your 'little sweetheart' is about to kneel! What do you think? This is the person you've chosen! Still saying I'm not a man! Look at him now! Does he look like a man to you!? Ah hahaha!"

Arrogant! Domineering! Ecstatic! The short man was clearly so pleased with his "brilliant move" that he was losing himself.

But, as the saying goes, "too much happiness leads to sadness, and evil never prevails over good." Many things are not not reported; it's just that...

Never underestimate the power of a woman, especially one who has been driven to desperation, or you will pay a heavy price for it.

Wei Yang was clearly pushed to the brink by the situation on the stage. Seizing the opportunity, she bit down hard on the short man's arm, which was restraining her neck. As he loosened his grip in pain, she delivered a fierce headbutt.

This fierce blow, carrying the fury within her heart, was extremely powerful and instantly made the short man's nose start bleeding.

The sudden change in situation left everyone on the scene frozen in place. Neither the short man nor the survivors expected Wei Yang to take such a bold action.

But the first to react was Wang Qiang, who realized this was his chance! He had been holding back a belly full of anger for a while, so there was no way he would miss such a golden opportunity. Besides, this was a chance Wei Yang had obtained at the risk of her own life!!

The three "guards" also noticed Wang Qiang's "intentions," so they immediately took defensive stances almost at the same time.

However, while they were quick to react, they didn't have the time to make a move before they were knocked down one after another by a pair of swinging fists.

The one who acted was none other than Wei Dazhuang, who had been silent since entering the room.

But as the saying goes, "once unknown, an explosive move stuns everyone." Dazhuang used his fists to show the three what speed truly is and what a real punch is!!

With the obstacles cleared, there was nothing for Wang Qiang to hesitate about. Even without Dazhuang's intervention, he would have rushed forward without a second thought.

"Damn it, you stinky **!"

"Slap!" The short man, furious beyond belief, struck Wei Yang, making her collapse onto the bed. How could he have imagined this frail little girl in front of him would go all out with such a desperate move?

In his shock, the fury within him surged geometrically, and in an instant, his bloody face turned ferocious.

Tang Xiaoquan lifted his head mechanically. The crisp slapping sound pulled him back to reality from the torment of kneeling.

He instinctively glanced at Wei Yang's direction, only to see her slumped on the bed, while above her, the short man held his fist high, roaring as viciously as if he were about to kill: "You damn stinky **! I'm going to kill you!!"

"No!" Tang Xiaoquan shouted fiercely, instinctively standing up. But just as he was about to move forward to help, a gust of wind whistled past his ears, and by the time he reacted, a huge black shadow had already leaped in front of the short man.

The fist swung down fiercely, the short man's intent was clearly malicious, because to a shameless person like him, the term 'pity and protect the fairer sex' probably only occurs when he's playing in bed.

The force of the punch came in an instant; Wei Yang could even feel the gust of wind pressing down on her. However, to her and the short man's surprise, the fist didn't hit her face but stopped just millimeters away from her cheek.

The short man looked at his fist incredulously, trying his hardest to move his arm, hoping to close that final "millimeter," but no matter how hard he tugged, his right arm remained immovable, as if he were paralyzed.

Annoyed! Infuriated! Thunderstruck! The short man, already at the peak of his rage, turned his head angrily while his left hand struck out furiously: "Get the hell out of my way you damn bastard!"

"Slap!" The sound resounded timely, the left fist struck solidly onto the face of the person behind him, and when the short man looked up to confirm, his entire being...

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