Grappling Techniques and Tortoise-Shell Bondage

"Miss Aoko's techniques were surprisingly skilled, huh?" Fujimaru Ritsuka whispered into Mash's ear. "If big sis Quetzalcoatl saw this, she'd definitely drag her off to wrestle..."

Taking advantage of her opponent's bent-over posture, Aoko wrapped her arms around them from behind in reverse and threw Kingprotea into the river with an over-the-shoulder throw, sending up a huge splash.

Perhaps Kingprotea's enormous size...

Meanwhile, on the first floor of a suite on the hotel's fifth floor, the paparazzi who had been lying in wait for a long time were positioned at two vantage points, speaking quietly over the phone.

"Of course you need to prepare countermeasures in advance when you know your opponent's abilities. What, are you supposed to stupidly wait for the enemy to come knocking and leave yourself completely passive?" He Sihan said with a sneer.

Three long, slender black markings like fangs had appeared on both cheeks as well. His appearance had not changed, but the black markings added a touch of eerie charm.

Though the cold wind carrying a faint plum blossom fragrance was biting, Zhou Yan, dressed only in a purple robe embroidered with golden clouds, did not feel the slightest chill.

Moreover, Yun Yang's punch came in an unusual way, striking Lin Feng squarely in the chest where he had no defense whatsoever.

"I'll go take a look." Zhang Chi took a light breath. There was no point in simply waiting here; that thing had already appeared, and he did not know whether anything had happened on Yang Taishou's side.

The auditorium was already packed to the brim. Besides the students and teachers—huh, there were even some former university classmates, probably invited as well.

And now, those three guys had actually gone to the old man's house and dragged him into drinking with them?

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