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Sean heard the sound of the scuffle as well as the voice of Wang Yibo who briefly spoke briefly

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Sean heard the sound of the scuffle as well as the voice of Wang Yibo who briefly spoke briefly. The sweet man simultaneously got up from the edge of the bed he had been sitting on. Approaching the door, he heard the commotion outside. He was sure that his lover had come and made a fuss just to take him away from that place.

Outside the door, Wang Yibo moved to kick one guard's leg. Half turning his body, his hand threw a fist at another guard's face.  When he was attacked again, his foot again kicked the third person in the stomach. Unexpectedly, one of the guards holding a bat was about to throw a punch at his shoulder. With eyes flashing with anger, Wang Yibo's hand blocked the blow that almost hit his shoulder. Full of emotion he pulled the bat, one hand punched the other in the face. Not long after, his leg lifted again and kicked with full force into the guard's stomach. The guard's body almost floated and finally fell to the floor.

Wang Yibo stood straight with a bat in hand.  Again receiving attacks from other subordinates. He hit the hand of one of the guards again, pulled up his shirt and landed the side of his palm with full force on the middle of the neck and shoulder. The guard immediately fell and became unconscious. He faced another attack aimed at his stomach. He kicked one leg towards his thigh, wrapped his hand around his neck and pressed the opponent's nape, his elbow then stabbed hard into the back of the neck until the guard fell down with his face on the floor.

Wang Yibo's breath was already ragged because he was fighting back accompanied by overpowering anger. His lips were always pursed tightly with sparkling eyes.  Now he looked at several guards who were lying helpless. But unexpectedly, five other guards took big steps towards him again.  Half growling, Wang Yibo returned to fight the five new guards his father had brought in.

As long as the scuffle continued, Mr. Han Zhi just sat on a work chair in a private room accompanied by Xiu Qing.

"How is he?" Mr. Han Zhi turned to his assistant who was standing by the window.
“Young Master will stop at nothing to take down the guards. You should know that,” Xiu Qing replied.

“It's time to show them what the reality of life is like. Actually, Sean is an interesting character, but the problem is that Autumn Gate cannot just let other people in.”

“This action will put even more pressure on the young master. I'm afraid he will turn against you. Moreover, Prosecutor Zhang's family also showed no further interest.  Do you have to do this step?”

Mr. Han Zhi threw his back against the back of the chair. Gently massage the bridge of the nose.

“Do something for me. Send them gifts. Tell him, even though he is not related to us, we still support him. Friendship will not change either. He will understand what I mean.”

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