The Tempting Road to Becoming an Official

The scene that appeared next.

Was the first time Chen Fang truly felt what utter humiliation meant.

Of course, the filth and perversion of these so-called upper-class individuals were also on full display.

After Sasha placed down the empty bowl.

She directly lifted her skirt to her waist.

Only then did Chen Fang notice that Sasha was surprisingly bare between her legs.

That patch of intimate grassland was laid bare for everyone to see.

The remaining five people were not at all surprised—instead, their eyes were filled with anticipation and excitement.

Sasha first deliberately teased the stream with her hand a few times.

Then she thrust her hips upward, as if presenting herself to everyone.

After eliciting a round of cheers.

Sasha squatted directly down.

It should be noted that the empty bowl was right beneath her at this time.

After that, the floodgates opened.

A stream of liquid rushed downward, pouring directly into the empty bowl.

Soon.

A shallow bowlful was gathered in the bowl.

Sasha didn't care to fix her skirt.

She picked up the bowl.

And placed it on the dining table's rotating tray.

Xiang Tianhong turned the tray again.

The bowl of swill spun in front of Chen Fang, and he sneered, "Kid, this is what you call Beauty Drunk, didn't you not want to drink alcohol? Come, give this a try..."

At that moment.

Chen Fang was already feeling queasy.

Kicking his legs.

He pushed his chair back a little.

Sneering, "Truly the elites, your tastes are special indeed. Director Xiang, I can't handle such a delicacy, you should enjoy it slowly yourself."

After saying this.

Chen Fang exerted force on the tray.

The bowl of swill.

Came back in front of Xiang Tianhong.

Smack!

Xiang Tianhong slapped the table.

His face immediately turned stern, and he shouted, "Kid, let me tell you straightforwardly, today you're drinking this Beauty Drunk whether you want to or not. If you keep putting on airs, you won't leave this door today."

With Xiang Tianhong's shout.

The others' expressions turned cold.

Chen Fang sneered, "You can try."

"Try? Let's try."

Xiang Tianhong sneered.

Directly shouted towards the door, "Outside people, get the hell in here!"

With an order.

The door to the private room creaked open.

A dozen or so security guards in black suits and white shirts rushed in.

Xiang Tianhong pointed towards Chen Fang.

Then pointed to the bowl of swill in front of him.

He instructed a young man among them, "A-Wang, come, pour it into this defiant guy's mouth."

"Alright."

The one called A-Wang seemed to be the head of this group of security guards.

He walked to Director Xiang's side.

Picking up the bowl directly.

Then shouted to his subordinates, "Pry open his mouth for me."

Four security guards moved quickly, rapidly restraining Chen Fang's shoulders.

At this moment, Chen Fang slightly regretted not insisting on Jiang Feng coming along.

Of course, from the beginning, he had underestimated the perversion of these people.

Although he had some skills, in front of these over a dozen people, it was like an ant shaking a tree.

After struggling for a while.

He took down three or four people, but more immediately rushed up.

Pinned him down securely on the chair.

Two security guards, one on each side, directly pinched his mouth with their hands, attempting multiple times, forcibly prying it open.

Seeing A-Wang approaching with the bowl.

A trace of despair flashed in Chen Fang's heart.

Conversely, Su Li and the others appeared spirited, as if watching a grand play.

Just at the moment A-Wang raised the bowl, about to pour it into Chen Fang's mouth.

Suddenly, a wine bottle flew from the door, hitting A-Wang squarely on the head.

A-Wang let out a scream of pain.

His body immediately lost control.

He fell straight down.

The liquid in the bowl spilled directly on his own face, causing him to shout frantically.

"Who? Who the hell is causing trouble!"

The grand show was ruined by someone.

Xiang Tianhong slapped the table and stood up.

At the door stood a man and a woman.

Both looked at everyone coldly.

"Who the hell are you? Here to cause trouble?"

Xiang Tianhong cursed, instructing the security guards, "Beat them, beat them to a pulp! I'll take responsibility for any consequences!"

Receiving his orders, the security guards didn't concern themselves with Chen Fang anymore.

All rushed en masse towards the man and woman.

The young man standing by the woman still looked indifferent, without a word, he advanced towards the dozen guards.

The ensuing scene.

Not only shocked Su Li's group.

It also shocked Chen Fang.

He wasn't unfamiliar with skilled individuals, like Yu Zhengchuan, Hua Limo, or Lin Chen and Shen Zhi.

Yet, compared to the man in front, there was a significant gap.

Moreover, the man's moves were exceedingly brutal.

Showing no mercy at all.

Each encounter with a guard resulted in a snap.

Either an arm was twisted off, an ankle dislocated, or even a head was struck, leading to immediate unconsciousness.

Swift as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

All the guards lay on the ground, barely emitting any groans.

Then looking at the woman.

Aged about twenty-five or twenty-six.

Standing gracefully at the door, like a Heavenly Immortal.

Her delicate features seemed sculpted, both distinctly defined and gracefully alive.

Her long hair, dyed a brown shade, draped over her shoulders, swaying like rippling water in the breeze.

A black satin blouse, designed with an ancient style.

A white long skirt below, casual yet elegant.

She exuded an ethereal aura as if she belonged to another realm.

The coldness in her eyes conveyed a sense of superiority over all creation.

Without a doubt, such a woman likely grew up in an environment of privilege.

Especially her skin was extraordinarily pale, nearly translucent, with faintly visible capillaries upon close inspection.

"Let's go."

The woman said coldly, ready to turn.

At this moment.

Xiang Tianhong slammed the table hard, stood up, and shouted, "You're not leaving! Dammit, hitting people on my turf and then just leaving as you please, what do you take us for?"

Upon hearing this.

The woman turned back slowly, looking at Xiang Tianhong with contempt.

She spoke, "Take you for a dog, is that alright?"

Her words thoroughly enraged Xiang Tianhong.

How could a cadre at his level tolerate such humiliation?

He shouted, "If you're so bold, don't leave, see how I deal with you."

Upon hearing the words "bold."

The young man who had just demonstrated extraordinary skills was about to approach Xiang Tianhong.

The woman subtly waved him back.

Then told Chen Fang, "You, bring me a chair."