The room for fifty or sixty people was spacious and luxurious. Yuna opened the door and heard deafening music.

Her eyes were gradually adapted to the darkness, then she saw the situation in the private room-

The four Europeans, who were tall and strong, were scattered on the sofa in the private room. Each person was surrounded by four or five young girls in sexy clothes.

The girls were all looking shy, but their actions were very bold; they tried their best to flirt with the men around, who clearly looked like that they had landed in heaven.

After she had returned to Arlington and enjoyed peace for a long time, Yuna forgot how long ago she had seen such an occasion, and there was a slight contradiction in her heart.

"What are you doing?" Wesley's cool voice came from the back, "Get in!"

Yuna pushed open the door with force and smoothly turned on the chandelier. The light filled the room, and suddenly interrupted everything. Those women and men immersed in the joyful and fascinating situation looked towards her.

"Who? damn..." Several girls made a complaint. After seeing Wesley, they turned their faces and shivered. "Seventh brother..."

Wesley's voice was so cold that he could almost freeze them as he said, Get out.

"Yes."

The girls didn't dare to say another word, and quickly disappeared from the room with their heads down before they sorted out their clothes.

Yuna thought that Wesley had interrupted other people's joy to talk to the foreigners alone, so she was about to go outside. Wesley then gave her a squint and said, "You stay."

He asked the professionals to leave and ask the one who dressed like a zongzi to stay?

Yuna couldn't keep up with Wesley's thoughts, but she kept an optimistic idea in her heart-perhaps Wesley wanted to teach her how to negotiate with others.

The ones who were even more clueless than Yuna were the foreigners who had been interrupted. The man in charge spread his hands and asked with confusion, "Mu, what do you mean by this? Why were all the girls ordered to leave?"

Having spoken in a completely foreign language, Yuna couldnt understand a word, and she looked at Wesley with confusion.

Wesley clearly understood, and hooked up his lips calmly and said, "All of them... Are you sure?"

"Oh-"

The men all looked at Yuna as they understood. Under the wrapping of the clothes, although they couldn't see her figure, from her beautiful white face, her body would not be worse.

In that place, they had seen so many skilled girls; a girl sitting upright, looking so innocent, was also a fresh experience for them.

The man named Mike laughed and said, "Mu, how did you know that I like this type the most?"

Wesley raised his glass; the yellow liquid swayed in the cup, revealing a bit of danger. He just laughed and said nothing.

She didn't know why, but Yuna suddenly felt very uncomfortable. It wasn't physical, but psychological.

Not only because her ears were full of an alien language, but also because the men's stares were more and more licentious; maybe they misunderstood something.

Yuna stood up. "Seventh brother, I'll be back soon."

Wesley acted as if he didn't hear her words and didn't say anything. Instead, Mike, who was not far from her, suddenly rushed over and pressed her on the sofa, speaking with a heavy English accent, "Where are you going? We are waiting for you to solve the problem."

Yuna immediately understood the meaning of that; her face suddenly changed. She said, "I didn't come to accompany you, let me go!"

Mike saw that Wesley was indifferent so his movements became bolder. He opened Yuna's coat and nodded with appreciation. "Not worse than the girls just now."

It was the first time Yuna felt humiliation since she grew up. She put up her fists and struck at Mike's face.

"damn, they really treat me as Hello Kitty since I was so obedient!"

"Oh-" Mike couldn't help but scream; his nose suddenly bled.

Yuna took the opportunity to push Mike away, tied the belt of the jacket, and constantly told herself to stay calm.

Those people were Wesley's guests. She had already caused trouble to him by beating one of them. No matter whether the business could be negotiated or not, she would absolutely not allow anyone to step on her bottom line. At most, she would be hit by Wesley when they went back.

Mike was the young leader of the group; if the boss was being hit, his brothers would definitely disagree.

The three men were taller than Yuna, and a man who was double her size stood up. He approached and shoved her to the sofa in the blink of an eye. The belt she had just tied was violently torn apart.

Mike wiped the nosebleed and walked toward Yuna. His knuckles cracked, and his bearded face was full of fierceness, like a vampire who had emerged on a cold, full moon night.

Yuna couldn't move, the panic in her heart was expanded to the extreme, and she almost looked toward Wesley subconsciously. "Seventh brother!"

Wesley did not look away, slowly drinking the wine in the cup; he clearly didn't care about Yuna's life.

Yuna would rather believe that Wesley did not hear it and called again, "Wesley!"

"..." Wesley still turned a deaf ear.

When Mike approached, Yuna was like falling into the ice; her whole heart was cold.

The reason Wesley brought her was to give her to someone else.

She always knew that Wesley would do anything to achieve his goals, but that kind of dirty means, he would always disdain. For that reason she also secretly admired him.

Just then, she came to realize that she was deadly wrong. Wesley could just sit on the side and watch her being bullied; he was simply a mess!

Even if she were killed that day, she would not let that Mike succeed.

Yuna broke away with a flexible leg, lifted it up, and kicked hard at Mike's crotch-

"Ahhh-!"

The painful screaming spread out throughout the private room. Mike stood unsteadily; he fell on the coffee table behind him, and painfully curled into a ball.

Before they realized, Yuna struggled free of their hands and flipped a coffee table to block their way. She turned and wanted to run.

But the private room was too big and she could not escape from a group of men who were physically stronger; she was quickly caught and pressed against the wall.

Mike twisted a horrible face and walked over. Yuna knew that she could not run away that time, and she finally asked Wesley once again for help.

Wesley gave her a look, but it was as if he were watching a stranger's good show; he didn't even show the intent of helping her.

She followed him, but he did not intend to protect her.

Yuna suddenly felt wronged and wanted to cry, but she felt it was very ridiculous in her heart-what was her to Wesley? Why should Wesley protect her?

When she stepped on that path, she had already predicted that the road ahead would only get darker and darker, and no one could protect her.

"Son of a bitch!" Mike raised his hand, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were clear; he slammed toward Yuna.

Yuna turned her head and closed her eyes.

She gauged how hard the slap would be; hopefully it would not break her eardrum. She didn't want to be unable to hear at a young age.

After waiting for a while, the expected pain did not come, and the whole room was quiet...

Yuna opened her eyes. She saw Wesley; he blocked Mike's hand, but Mike insisted on slapping her. The two men silently fought, and the blue veins on the back of their hands were already so clear to be seen.

"Mu, are you sure you want to do this?" Mike looked sullen and asked, "This girl, weren't you giving her to us?"

"I changed my mind." Wesley was very calm. It seemed that what he wanted to do was right. The rules of the game in that world were in vain.

Mike stared coldly at Wesley and said, "Do you know what you mean by this? The cooperation between us ends here. I will go to city A to find another partner who is more sincere than you!"

"Rowdy, the one who always wanted to grab my turf?" Wesley did not agree with him and sneered, then he pulled back. "Do whatever you want, I wish you a happy cooperation."

"Don't think this is over!" Mike waved at his companions and pointed at Wesley, "I don't want him leave this place!"

The three men, as tall as Wesley rushed toward him. Wesley took a step back and smashed a coffee table. The slowest man was still thinking about how to dodge; he walked over and kicked on his rib and knocked him down.

The fighting sounds awakened Yuna, and she saw that the man who was first knocked down by Wesley was going to get up. She didn't think about it and took a bottle to smash it on his head, then wine and the man's blood rushed out together.

She had done bloodier things, so she did not have the slightest fear, and immediately went to help Wesley.

In the end, she found that Wesley did not need her to help at all. He moved very fast, and he punched them hard. Every punch landed on key spots and were efficient.

Knocking down two or three men of his build was not so difficult.

Mike realized his weakness and dragged Yuna over. He aimed at her neck with broken bottle and slowly moved it to her cheek, threatening, "Mu, if you don't stop, I will leave a scar on her pretty face."

Wesley took back his fist and pushed a man to the corner. He ordered Mike, "Let her go!"

"You stay still! When I am satisfied, I will let her go!" Mike gestured to the man who fell in the corner. The man understood and he picked up a bottle, then headed toward Wesley.

Yuna decisively took a knife from Mike's trouser pocket and slammed it into Mike's thigh. She called out, "Hit back!"

While she pushed Mike away, she saw Wesley blocked the bottle with his hand and kicked high. The man who tried to attack him fell down on his face. She seemed to hear the sound of his nose breaking.

Before she had the time to sympathize with that poor man, Yuna was pulled out by Wesley and rushed out. Go!

After entering the elevator, Yuna finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked Wesley, "Is your hand okay?"

Wesley coldly said, "It's fine."

"Anyway, thank you." Suddenly, Yuna asked hesitantly, "Was the business ruined by me?"

Wesley looked gloomy without a warning. "It doesn't matter."

Before Yuna realized, Wesley had already gotten out of the elevator.

She still had nothing to ask, so she caught up. "Seventh brother."

Wesley turned a deaf ear and didn't look back. Yuna was so angry that she screamed again, "Wesley!"

Wesley pulled the car door and got in the car. Kai didn't understand what the situation was. He asked, "Seventh brother, where do we go?"

"No. 1."

Wesley was upset; he opened the window to have some air. Kai from the driver's seat took a sigh of relief and suddenly closed the window. "Seventh brother, do you want to die?"

How many people wanted Wesley's life? When he was out on the road, it was the best time for those people to do it, so his car was made of fireproof and bulletproof material. Pulling down the window was like giving those people the opportunity to shoot him.

In the past, Wesley would never make such a low-level mistake.

Wesley realized just then that he had already reached that point. He took off his jacket which smelled like alcohol and asked Kai, "Do you have a cigarette?"

"Yes." Kai handed the cigarette and lighter to Wesley.

Later he had to ask Yuna about what happened in the private room.

It was not normal for Wesley to act that way; it was the first time he saw him like that.